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Chapter One
Blaise
"Mother," I smirked, "You know I can't promise that I'll be good."
"At least be good for Narcissa and Lucius until you get to Hogwarts." Alexandria, I guess I should call her mother, said with a grin, a rare occasion when she was warm. I smiled back, every year the week before school I stayed at Malfoy Manor.
She smiled at me one more time before I stepped into the fireplace.
"Hello Mr. Malfoy." I said as politely as possible. Mr. Malfoy gave me the creeps, especially the part about being a Death Eater, "And hello to you too Mrs. Malfoy."
Lucius nodded to me and Narcissa smiled. She liked that Draco is friends with the only heir of the noblest family in Italy. "Draco is in his room."
I nodded respectfully once more before I headed upstairs with only my small messenger bag. The rest was sent over by house elves earlier.
I stopped by Draco's room first, "Hey mate."
Draco, who was working at his desk, probably summer work that he had yet to finish, looked up and grinned, "Is it a week before school already? Damn, I still have to finish my summer work."
I rolled my eyes, "I'm going to go unpack." The same thing every year, life was really getting boring, and I was only fifteen.
"I don't see why you don't just leave clothes here, it's pretty much your room already." He called as to me as I opened my door.
I stayed in the same room whenever he went to the Malfoy Manor, I should just leave clothes here. I unpacked and afterwords the Draco and I played a Quidditch Tournament. It wasn't much of a challenge for Draco during the Seeker competition. He's actually a seeker while I'm a chaser. But Drake was owned in the chaser part.
We were both filthy when we got back inside and we parted ways to shower before dinner.
The week passed quickly and I was feeling kind of woozy. I couldn't sneak out of Malfoy Manor to shag while I was there. And the my last shag two weeks before going to the Manor. Going three weeks without shagging is dangerous, my mother would've think I'm suicidal. I sighed and looked around platform 9 3/4, leaning on Draco for support."You are an idiot." He muttered giving me a disproving glance.
"I know." I grimaced, I had a pounding headache and the train's whistle was not helping. We passed students with trunks and owls, and the parents who worriedly fret over them as the we got on the train. It entertained me for about two minutes or so when I was eleven and now at fifteen it bored me. Nothing ever changes.
As we got on the train we found an empty compartment. Pretty soon almost every Slytherin in fifth year, and a few in sixth and fourth, were in there. I silently and observed the group, that is until Daphne Greengrass squealed, "Blaise!"
"Daphne." I nodded. She wasn't bad looking, with long blonde hair that fell to the middle of her back and gray eyes that were usually cold and calculating. She was fit too, she had definitely grown over the summer.
"How was your summer?" She asked smiling. The same thing every year. She grabbed my arm as the train started to move, "You've been working out haven't you."
I ignored her obvious flirting as the train left, "My summer was fine."
"So was mine, we went to our private island and..." She went on and on like I actually gave a shit about what she did this summer.
"Follow me." I suddenly leaned in and whispered in her ear and she grinned in delight. I got up and walked into the nearest change rooms and took a seat. A second later Daphne followed me inside and got on her knees in front of me.
I gave her a look and she pretended to be surprised, "On the train?"
"Don't you want to take a risk once in a while?" I asked huskily and she began to unbuckle my belt.
After a much needed blowjob, it should keep me from dying until I can get an actual shag in, I went back to the compartment. I chose to sit next to Drake that time.
"Hey, Blaise." Drake started to say something else but Pansy shoved her tongue down his throat. Another fantastic year at Hogwarts.
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The first years had just been sorted. Usually we'd begin to eat, but Dumbledore said he had one more announcement, "This year we have a new student at Hogwarts." I actually started to listen, there are never any new students at Hogwarts. "She's transferred from Warrington Academy in America. Miss Blaire you can come in now." Everyone's head turned in unison to the doors as they open. It seemed like my heart skipped a beat when I saw straight brown hair with blonde highlights that fell in front of her eyes, skin just lighter than my mocha toned skin and multicolored eyes that looked blue, green, and gray at the same time. She's beautiful.
"Jeanette." I whispered, in spite of myself, smiling faintly.
Flashback
I remembered the day she walked into Nicacio's Day School For Magical Children, I was about five. We were playing with our "wands" (sticks from the playground) I was winning the duel. The headmaster walked into our classroom and we all had to rush to our seats. I sat alone in the back of the room, because of my last name, Zabini.
"Hello children." Nicacio spoke once we were all seated and quiet. "We have someone new joining us today. Jeanette, will you please come inside."
A girl with skin just a shade lighter than my own mocha toned skin walked inside. She had brown wavy hair with blonde highlights, her eyes shown bright blue, green, and gray at the same time. I could see them clearly from the back of the room. "Signore Nicacio, I go by Hailey." She said clearly and loud enough for the class to hear her.
"Very well, class this is Hailey." He reintroduced her to the class.
"I can take it from here sir." The elderly woman who taught us, I don't remember her name, spoke to Nicacio. He nodded and left the room. "Well Hailey, there's an empty seat in the back next to Blaise. Blaise would you raise your hand."
I remember thinking that was a stupid request considering there was only one open seat. But that was an age where I still minded my elders and I raised my hand anyway.
Jeanette walked back to her new seat and sat down. The class started to talk again. "Hi." She smiled at me.
"Why do you go by Hailey? Jeanette sounds better." Was my reply, I was such a little shit when I was younger.
"Hailey," she rolled her eyes, "Is my middle name, my mother is Jeanette. You should try going by your middle name instead of," she wrinkled her nose, "Blaise."
"I would never go by Ignacio. It's too common. And why are you so small? What are you three?" I glared at her.
She scoffed, "I turn five on Saturday."
I laughed cruelly, "I'm already five, I'm older than you."
"And dumber." She muttered.
"Come on, children, it's time for recess." The teacher said and we all got up and went outside.
"Hey Blaise," Jeanette tapped my shoulder when we got outside. "Do you want to play Seeker?" She pulled a snitch out of her robes pocket. It was a kids snitch. It didn't go very far up, about a meter up.
"Sure." I replied and she let it go. We watch it for the customary ten seconds before chasing after it. I was going to go easy on her until she pushed me down. Then it was on.
Neither of us actually won, we kept pulling the other back if they got close to catching it. In the end the teacher called us back inside and the little brat Andretti got to get it.
At the end of the day Jeanette grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room. "Come on."
"Jeanette, what are you doing?"
"It's Hailey and you're going to explain to my mother why my robes are filthy." She glared at me.
"Fine," I glared back, "Where's your mother?" I asked looking around the crowd of parents.
"At the manor, duh." She looked at me like I was really stupid.
"Fine, but you have to tell my mother why robes are dirty too."
We walked back through the little wizarding village and down the old dirt road that led to the manors. "This one is mine." She pointed to about the fourth one, and grabbed my hand and pulled me through the gate. She stormed to the front door and opened it, "Mother! I'm home!"
A women who looked almost nothing like Jeannette, but they had the same nose and smile, walked down the steps beaming. She had blonde hair, a shade darker than Draco's now that I think of it and her eyes were a chocolate brown like my own. "Hailey, who is this? And why are you so dirty?" She eyed me before turning back to her daughter with a small frown.
She pointed to me, "Ask him."
Jeanette's mother looked at me with a raised brow. "Hello, ma'am." I smiled charmingly, "We were playing Seeker and as you can see I am also covered in dirt. I would just like to say that she pushed me to the ground first."
To my surprise Jeanette's mother laughed, "You can call me Mrs. Blaire, and you all got this messy by playing a round of Seeker?" Jeanette and I nodded. "Aren't you the Zabini boy?" I nodded again. "I'll send a house elf over to tell Alexandria you're here, but right now let's get you cleaned up." I smiled in thanks.
After Hailey and I were cleaned up we sat in the Blaire's playroom and talked. I decided she was pretty okay, for a girl at least.
Over the next five years she became my best friend and my worst enemy, until one day when I was invited to the Blaire Manor. I walked into the house, surprised that everything was covered in plastic. I found Jeanette in the play room, everything also had a thin layer of plastic on it there. The area around her eyes were red, she had been crying. I had never once, in our five year friendship, seen her cry.
"What's wrong Jeanette? What's on all the furniture?" I asked, I was so blissfully ignorant then.
"It's Hailey." She replied first, I think it became a reflex. "I'm moving to America."
I took it in for a second, "But that's so far away from Italy." I frowned, "And what about Hogwarts? We said we'd go together."
She looked like she was about to cry again. I didn't understand that what I was saying was making her feel worse. She didn't cry though, she just frowned, "I don't know."
"Hailey!" Mrs. Blaire called from the steps, "We're leaving, let's go!"
"Goodbye Blaise." She hugged me tightly.
"Goodbye Jeanette." I kissed her lightly on the lips, as I'd seen my father do to my mother a thousand times. "I love you."
"I love you too." She replied.
When I went home I thought about Jeanette. I thought about how we played Seeker. It always turned into just tackling each other. I thought about how she always said "It's Hailey." every time I called her Jeanette. I thought about how she comforted me after my father died and my mother married Step-father Number One. I thought about how I just said goodbye to my best friend, my worst enemy, and my first kiss. I'm not ashamed to say that I cried all night.
End Flashback
I watched, just as everyone else, as she made her way to the Sorting Hat. I wanted to say something, but it would be stupid to call out to her now. Everyone was quiet as Mcgonagall put the hat on her head. It seemed to be taking forever to decide. Please put her in Slytherin, please put her in Slytherin.
"Slyth-" The hat started and our table erupted in cheers, "Ravenclaw!" What? No! She was supposed to be a Slytherin! I tried not to act too upset as the Ravenclaws cheered and she took her seat at the next table over.
"Shame." Draco whispered, "She's hot."
I nodded and tried not to laugh at the upset look Pansy had, she overheard Draco. The feast seemed to take longer than necessary, but I was relieved when it was over. "What's the password?" I asked Draco as we got up. I made sure to keep an eye on Jeanette.
"Phineas." He replied as Pansy calls him.
"I'll meet you in the common room later." I told him before rushing off to catch up with Jeanette. I found her talking to Loony Lovegood as she walked up the staircase. Thankfully they left kind of late and the stairs are deserted. We don't need any rumors on the first day of school. "Jeanette!"
She turned around with a smile on her face, "Blaise!" She ran down the stairs and into my arms. "It's Hailey." She reminded me, as though she never left.
"I see you're in good hands, Blaise is very good about avoiding nargles." Luna smiled and waved. Most of Slytherin found Luna weird, but I think she's entertaining I never know what she's going to say next. "I'll be off then."
"Bye Luna." I laughed as I put Jeanette down.
"See you later Luna." Jeanette called before turning back to me. "We're at Hogwarts together!"
"I know, and you're in Ravenclaw..." I said pouting a bit.
She mimicked me, before smirking. "But at least I'm not in Slytherin."
I rolled my eyes before replying, "Before we start catching up let's go somewhere we can talk without the portraits listening."
"True." She replied, I loved how even after five years in America she still had an Italian accent. "Where to?"
I thought for a moment, and I grabbed her hand as I began walking up the stairs, "Watch out, the staircases move." I warned her.
At about the fifth floor she said, "And I thought Warrington had a lot of steps. How many more flights?"
"Two." I do have to admit it was a lot of steps when we got to the next landing she jumped on my back. I felt an odd sizzling inside my core, I ignored it. "You're lucky you're so petite." I continued up the steps.
"You're lucky I'm here." She wrapped her arms around my neck and covered my eyes. It's a good thing I didn't have to look to know the number of steps it took me to go through there. Even though we got off the steps she was still on my back."It wasn't exactly easy ditching Henrietta."
"Henrietta? What about your mum and dad?" I could tell she didn't want to talk about it, she paused as we arrive at the entrance to the Room of Requirement. "We'll finish this inside." I told her.
"Inside where?" She asked looking at the blank wall in front of us.
"Think, 'I need somewhere to talk' concentrate on that." I told her and she nodded before I bucked and she fell off of me. Soon the door to the Room of Requirement appeared. "After you." I opened the door with a grin.
"Whoa." She said walking in. I wondered what the room did this time. I've used I need a place to shag before, loads of times, but never I need a place to talk. Inside was an almost exact replica of the play room in Blaire Manor.
I took a seat on a bean bag chair, it was exactly like the one I used to sit in five years ago. Therefore entirely too small, I decided to sit on the small table in the corner of the room. "So are your parents in Italy again?"
I noticed that for a split second her eyes saddened, anyone else wouldn't have noticed. "No, they're still in America. I finally put my foot down and refused to do another year at Warrington." She was lying, but I wasn't going to call get out on it just yet.
"Then what are you doing for Christmas?" I asked.
"Staying here I guess."
"You can't do that, only rejects stay here for Christmas. Come to Italy with me." I suggested, with a small smile. It was an actual smile, not a smile I usually did to seduce girls.
"Fine. I wouldn't want to be a reject, speaking of which why are you in Slytherin?" She asked.
"Funny." I rolled my eyes. "That's where the hat put me. I was almost in Ravenclaw, but I guess it took my intelligence as cunning." I hadn't told anyone that before, not even Drake.
"I changed it at the last second, I thought you'd be a Ravenclaw." She informed me, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. I shrugged as she looked through the cubby holes in the room. "Oh well, the green looks good on you at least." She smiled shyly, still rummaging through the bins.
"And bronze and blue will match your eyes." I watched her walk around the room, pulling out toys I hadn't seen in years. She really was beautiful, I haven't met anyone who works the Hogwarts uniform better.
"Remember this?" She asked pulling out a hand drawn birthday card, I had made it for her. "'You're still okay even if you're younger than me. Happy Birthday.'" She read and we laughed, "You were such a pleasant child."
"You're still okay even if you abandoned me and moved." I leaned back so that I was laying on the table with my legs hanging off the edge, "Anyway how was America?"
"Boring, I missed playing Seeker. The Americans didn't play it right. And the boys at Warrington were always being perverts. They had to be the horniest group I've ever met." She replied, moving from the cubby holes to a mini-Hogwarts castle, with little students.
"Please, the girls here practically fly into my bed." I yawned, "And if you want to watch out for pervert guys Draco told me you're hot earlier. And he usually gets the girls he seems fit into his bed." Though not as easily as I do, I almost added but decided against it.
"Thanks for the Draco warning." She rolled her eyes, "And I bet your veela parts just hate that girls fly to your bed."
"Merda you remember that?" I covered my face.
"Of course." I looked through my fingers and she's grinning down at me, "You were so upset when your mom let it slip." She laughed.
"Why do I talk to you?" I got up and moodily walked across the room away from her, crossing my arms.
"Because deep down inside you love me enough to put up with me." She followed me, and hugged me the strange sizzling was back. "We can catch up some more another time, show me to my dorm. I'm tired." She jumped back on my back.
"Alright." I began to walk down to the fifth floor. "Here." I dropped her on the ground in front of the entrance to the Ravenclaw tower.
"Open it." She commanded and I raised an eyebrow at her, "Please?"
"Fine." I sighed and pulled on the eagle knocker.
"Oh lord! I am not worthy!
I bend my limbs to the ground.
I cry, yet without a sound.
Let me drink of waters deep.
And in silence I will weep."
I thought for a moment. "A weeping willow."
"Correct," The door swung open and I held it open for Jeannette. I love the arrogance of the Ravenclaws, how they assume that no one else will be able to answer their stupid riddles.
"Oh, look who's gotten all smart." She poked me in the stomach as she pulled me inside with her. "I bet you know which room I'm in and who I'm sharing with." She laughed, dragging me to the stairs, I made sure to skip the fifth step, the one that triggered the alarm.
I walked her to the fourth door on the right. The fifth year Ravenclaw girls' rooms were full, so Luna's room was the only option even though she is a fourth year. Luna had lived alone for the past three years, as there was an odd number of Ravenclaw girls. I had spent a night in all the fifth year girl's rooms. I had slept in Luna's room too, but it was helping her look for nargles in there, anything more would've been wrong. It wouldn't feel right, taking advantage of someone so lighthearted. "Here you are."
"Why thank you." She tapped my nose, "Good night, Blaise. Walk me to breakfast tomorrow?"
"Sure. Goodnight, Jeanette."
"It's Hailey." She kissed me on the cheek, hugged me once more, and closed the door.
"Where have you been?" Draco asked when I walked into the common room after midnight.
"Catching up with an old friend." I stared at him, "But that's none of your business is it?" I added with a scoff as I walked upstairs.
"Don't get bitchy with me." He followed me down to our room, it was basically our room. Crabbe and Goyle usually just sat in the common room and Nott was always in the library. "You usually wait until at least the third day if school to start shagging."
"I wasn't shagging anyone. I met up with an old friend." I insisted, "You would know if I just shagged." I grabbed a piece of parchment and began writing. Just to let you know I didn't die on the way to my room, thanks for wondering. - Blaise. "I'll be back in a bit." I told him before I left again.
"Merlin are you going back for a second round? Slut." Draco spat at me as I left.
"Like you can talk." I called as I closed the door behind me.
I headed back upstairs and entered a deserted classroom. I opened the window and let out a two toned whistle. I had trained my owl well and in about thirty seconds he flew through the window. He was a big eagle owl, I named him Peck. "Here." I said, tying the letter to his leg, he stuck it out to help me out. "This goes to Jeanette, okay? I swear he nodded before flying off.
I waited a couple of minutes before it flew back. I quickly untied it from Peck's leg. I was so worried, waiting for your owl to signify that you have made it past those five treacherous staircases. If only it had come sooner, as I've already sent out a search party for you. -Hailey P.S. And in case you're too thick to figure it out that was sarcasm.
I laughed before writing love you too Jeanette and sending Peck off again. "Back to Jeanette." I whispered and he flew off. When Peck came back there was a just a picture of a hand flipping me off drawn on the parchment. I laughed as I yawn once more and then it hit me, it's September 1st. I send Peck out once more, with another note attached. Then I made my way back to the dorm.
Draco eyed me when I walked in, "Now you're sending love notes? This old friend must've been a great shag."
I grabbed a pair of socks and threw them at him, "We haven't shagged." I insisted once again and began unpacking my stuff.
"So it's an old friend who's pants you want to get in." Draco muttered. I distracted myself so I didn't start picturing myself with Jeanette. I would never be able to get Draco to shut up if he saw me getting excited right after he said that. Sure, Jeannette's my best friend, but I'm half-veela, and the veela side of me I can't really control.
"Shut up." I told him when I finished putting my clothes in the wardrobe. I stripped down to my boxers and got in my bed. I closed my eyes thinking of how bad I needed to shag, and Jeannette. I forced myself to stop thinking of Jeannette as I ran my fingers over my bedpost, over all the notches. Some of them are deeper, repeats. Jeanette would never become a notch. You know you want her to the stupid veela in me said. No, I don't, I thought before falling asleep.