Hey all you people, (made me think of Spongebob), what I meant to say was "Hello all my devoted loving readers and Welcome Newbies to my fanfiction!" but Hey all you people semmed to cover that in less words.
Anyways guys, I know I should MOST DEFINATELY be working on my other story...The Baby and trust me you guys, I've been trying. But it seems that the mysterious world of Harry Potter has been calling me lately.
Normally, I'm a Draco Malfoy person and I tried to write a fanfiction about him but nothing was coming. Then I dabbled a bit into the world of Blaise Zabini and decided what the hell? This is my first Harry Potter fanfiction so please go easy on me.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Now let's look at this rationally, if I was truly J.K. Rowling would I be writing fanfiction about my own series? I think not.
~L O V E S U C K S~
She was gorgeous, drop dead beautiful. She was everything Blaise wanted in a girl, and more. And she was off limits…way off limits. Blaise casually stood at the bar next to Draco Malfoy and Cooper Hampton, his two best mates in existence, the three had grown up together. The three of them stood at the bar observing every girl remotely near their age in pureblood society. They made up the Slytherin Sex God Trio, not that they knew they had been dubbed this.
Draco stood tall, he had grown to be about 6' 5" and was only sixteen, his gray eyes feasted upon every girl at the Hampton's legendary Summer Ball they decided who he would chat up later and who he wouldn't. His long, white blond hair fell into his eyes which he often would swish away causing tons of girls to swoon at the sight. Cooper Hampton smiled at the vastness of his beautiful home that held about 400 hundred members of the Wizarding Pureblood Society. He stood about 6 foot and was stockier than Draco, his golden brown hair fell into his green eyes and he picked the girl he would talk to later as the night went on. She didn't seem to notice him though; he smiled at the challenge as he sipped his Firewhiskey. Then there was Blaise Zabini, his tanned Italian skin, was set off nicely by the tux he was wearing. He stood about 6' 2" and still was sculpted as was Cooper and Draco. His bright, mischievous dark eyes were only drawn to one girl and one girl only.
Charlotte Hampton. She was standing off to the side almost, not in the middle of everything or near the dance floor, talking with Astoria Greengrass, her best friend. She was very petite, standing at 5 foot, her skin gave off a golden glow and her hair was pitch black and, when it was down, cascaded to her waist in tame waves. Her facial structure was one to be envied, heart shaped face, perfect button noise, high cheekbones where big, round eyes sat, paired with a plump pout that was currently stained blood red with lipstick, her dimples showed every time she smiled. Her eyes…now they where the most gorgeous things Blaise had ever laid eyes upon, the color of dark amethyst rimmed along her iris and from the pupil to the darker lining was a pale violet.
"Oi Blaise," Cooper said smiling mischievously, winking at Blaise behind Draco's obvious full on stare at the youngest Greengrass, "Astoria's looking bloody fit… I'd do her in a second, can you imagine? I bet she's a wildcat in the-," He was cut off by Draco's elbow in his ribs as the three boys shared a laugh.
"Shut up," Draco chuckled; a small blush crept up behind his pale skin.
"Is Drakie BLUSHING?" Cooper teased, Blaise laughed at his two best friends
"I'll give it to you mate, Astoria's bloody fit," Blaise commented smiling, Draco rolled his eyes. But Blaise knew Draco was thinking the exact same thing he had just said.
"Well Coop do we have to bring up your last bedmate's name?" Draco smiled knowing he had Cooper, as Cooper's face fell. "Millicent Bullstrode!" Blaise laughed as did Draco's while Cooper blushed dark red.
"The Firewhiskey happened to be very strong that night…and I could've sworn it was Daphne," Cooper said hiding his embarrassment behind a cheeky grin, Cooper had been after Daphne Greengrass, Astoria's elder sister for months now. She had him wrapped around her finger.
"Daphne, oh, Daphne where for out thou Daphne," Draco teased, "Daphne, your hair shines in the light of the morning sun, and Hun, how I adore your buns!" The three of them laughed, drawing attention to themselves, not that there hadn't been a lot as it was. Draco had recited a stanza from the poem Cooper had written to Daphne and read aloud to the Great Hall last year to try and get her to go out with him… it had scored him a date but nothing else, not even a kiss. The poem was entitled, "Miss Greengrass, I Love Your Ass!"
"Wait there was more right?"Blaise said wiping a tear from his dark eyes, "Daphne you'd look so good in my bed, I just can't wait until the night we wed!"
"Daphne, please hear me out, believe me when I say I can make you shout!" Draco continued, laughing harder. While Cooper just laughed to the point of not being able to breathe.
"Daphne I can make you scream my name, and cutie, the way we'll be going shall set Hogwarts aflame!" Blaise laughed keeping it going; this was a very epic moment in their Hogwarts career.
"Daphne I adore you so, so come on baby let's have a go!" Draco finished, there had been a lot more to the poem than just that but Draco said the last line of the last stanza. While the three of them attempted to plan out what they would do for the last month of summer together at the Hampton's Manor. However, Blaise's dark eyes kept trailing towards the youngest Hampton who had turned down about the fifth man to ask her to dance.
She looked breath-taking as she and Astoria walked towards them. Charlotte dressed in a black satin dress that bared her pale shoulders, and sucked in at her tiny waist then poofed out until it reached mid thigh and Blaise was practically drooling at the sight, however he was very good at hiding his emotions not to mention Cooper and his other two older brothers would beat the shit out of anyone who even looked at Charlotte the wrong way. Astoria's long auburn hair was tied up in a French twist, her blue eyes sparkled and her pink dress was one shouldered and fell just above her knee. Both girls wore high heels: Astoria's a 4 inch black peep toe with a small bow on top and Charlotte's a four inch peep toe nude in color. Charlotte need all the height she could get, she stood at 5 foot, giving off the look of a porcelain doll.
"What were you gits laughing about like hyenas before?" Astoria smiled brightly flashing her teeth, Draco smiled at her. The sexual tension in the air was buzzing about. Blaise was staring at Charlotte, who gently fixed one of the several bobby pins in her complicated curly up do.
"Well, Miss Greengrass," Cooper stated sipping his glass of Firewhiskey, smiling.
"Let me guess?" Astoria said holding back laughter, "'Miss Greengrass, I Love Your Ass'," She laughed at the memory, "She still has that copy you gave her, it's in her room."
"Is it hanging above her bed?" Cooper smiled, Astoria smiled giving it away, "Good, then she's thinking about me, and thinking leads to wanking and wanking leads to-,"
"Okay! Okay!" Charlotte laughed blushing at her older brother's bluntness, "We get it, Coop," Then she did a perfect imitation of her brother's deep voice, "Then wanking leads to spanking and spanking leads to Daphne screaming my name', and trust me Coop the only time she'll be screaming your name is to cry for help," Charlotte smiled raising her eyebrow, challenging her brother who accepted.
"Is this so, Miss Charlie," Cooper said using her nickname just as she had used his. "What is this I hear about a certain boy from…what was it? Beauxbatons. Alexander Garrick?" At this a dark red blush filled her pale cheeks but she stared her older brother of one year down, Blaise's stomach filled with bile and the green monster was taking over but he had to keep composure. "I heard he took you on a few dates? Is this true?" Her violet eyes stared at him, dark green to pure amethyst.
"First off, that is none of your business," Charlie stated, but before she could finish Draco stepped in.
"Well Charlie it is his business…as well as our business," Draco motioned to Blaise and himself, Blaise stood there emotionless, this puzzled Charlie the object of her affection, (secret affection that was) always showed emotion, now his face was merely a blank canvas. "You are ours to protect after all, you're the little sister we never had,"
"I don't understand how you three get to analyze my love life," She huffed, "Even though I can clearly hear yours, Cooper." She smiled but before Cooper could say his comeback, a toddling little boy made his way over to Charlie's leg and smiled up at her in his little black tux.
"Aunt Charlie," He screamed with excitement, that he finally found her, "Uppy, Uppy!" He grinned putting his arms up and waving his hands. She bent down with grace and ease, picking up her nephew and placing him on her hip. He was the son of the Hampton's eldest son, Caleb. Caleb, Cooper and Charlotte's older brother, married Anastasia Carson, well now Hampton, about 3 years ago when they were 23 and one year later they had Tristan. Every one of the Hamptons adored Anastasia, she and Caleb were perfect for one another and who couldn't resist a baby?
Tristan especially loved his Aunt Charlie; he always clung to her and never wanted to leave her side. He had inherited the Hampton's golden skin, dimples and dark curls but he had his mother's bright, electric blue eyes. Despite the fact he was the spitting image of Caleb. The group of five smiled at the innocence of the 2 year old who rested on his aunt's hip.
"This," Charlie said smiling as Tristan kissed her cheek lovingly, "Is the only man for me," They all laughed, everyone's eyes upon the two year old who was entranced by Charlie's dangling earring.
"It better be," Draco warned as Charlie stuck her tongue out at him. Draco chuckled at her, and his gaze refocused to Astoria.
"Unka Coop!" Tristan waved at his uncle, who set down his drink and extended his arms to his nephew, who turned his head away from his uncle and buried his head in his aunts shoulder. Tristan a tad bit of trouble pronouncing the letter L.
"See, Coop," Charlie joked, "He likes me better,"
"No, who's going to teach you how to play Quidditch, Tris?" Cooper asked trying to win the affection back, Tristan shyly pointed at his uncle and his two friends as they grinned back. "That's right big boy!" Cooper said triumphantly.
"Tristan, want to go to Unka Drake?" Astoria asked because Draco was so besotted with the baby boy. He shook his head, "Want to come to Aunt Tori?" The baby shook his black curls, and responded, "Aunt Charlie, or Unka Baze,"
"No Unka Coop?" Cooper asked crestfallen, the toddler shook his head. Blaise smiled as Charlie grinned at him. He loved the way she looked holding a baby; he wanted that to be their child in her arms one day, with a ring on her finger that was hers from him; he wanted her to be his.
Just then, Anastasia walked over to the little group, looking worried but her face relaxed once she saw her baby. She looked flawless in her white dress, the beginnings of a bump was starting to show through the airy dress, she and Caleb hadn't made an announcement to the Pureblood society but it was well-known among the Hamptons (Charlie had been the first one to know, Anastasia lacking sisters of her own) and very few close friends that Anastasia was pregnant yet again. The young couple decided they wouldn't announce this until Ana really started showing, which would be in about a month, she was about 3 months along. She almost glowed, her pale skin flawless, her blonde hair fell down and curled at the ends, her makeup was light but showed off her vibrant blue eyes. Caleb met her during the Triwizard Tournament, she had came along with Beauxbatons, (despite her family being English) and they had stayed in touch ever since.
Charlie had also known her from Beauxbatons as well, Charlie did in fact attend Beauxbatons, which was a downer for Blaise he missed her as the school year went on. He often thought of her as she was off in the large French castle somewhere in the discreet area of the Alps as he sat in the Slytherin common room daydreaming. He thought of her constantly, and even picked bedmates who reminded him of her.
"Tristan Christopher Hampton!" Anastasia scolded, her son looked at his mother with his matching blue eyes, they began to fill with tears. "Don't EVER walk away from me again, understand?" She started off in a scolding voice but with every word her voice and tone got softer.
Tristan sniffled and buried his head in his aunt's shoulder, "O-Okay Momma," Tristan looked up at her, trying to wipe the tears from his eyes and still trying to hold them back. Anastasia gently extended her arms out to him, he hiccupped and sniffled as Charlie passed him to his mother. "I'm sowwy, Momma," He said, still trying to hold his tears back, and now yawning.
"It's okay, baby, just don't do it again," She said in a soothing voice, everyone watched the Mother/Son moment in awe. He sniffled and buried his head in her collar bone, he yawned really big and drifted off to sleep. She sighed Tristan had a handful of his mother's perfect golden waves and had the other arm wrapped around her neck, "I hate yelling at him."
"You have to do what you have to do," Blaise commented, Anastasia nodded and then smiled really big.
"Come on you guys, this is a party!" She was bubbly and always happy, "Go dance! Have fun! Act young while you still are young!" The guys chuckled at her, Charlie and Astoria smiled, "Go dance! Now, young children! Let me live through you!" They all shared a chuckle, "Oh and Charlie!" Charlie smiled up at her sister in law, "There's someone asking about you, a male someone," Blaise's stomach dropped to his butt, the itching jealousy feeling was creeping back up again. "He looked desperate to find you," Charlie's big grin, made it all the worse, "His name was…" Anastasia hung on to the name teasing Charlie, who seemed all too eager to know.
"Oh come on Ana!" Charlie laughed her twinkling laugh that sounded like bells, "Please, I'm dying here cutie!" Blaise felt as if he had been thrown into hell, and was naked while being dragged over burning hot coals.
"His name was," Ana smiled cheekily, "Alexander Garrick," She said with a wink, "I'll be back, going to go put this little booger up to bed for the night, but remember Alexander Garrick. He passed Cayden and Caleb's interrogation, and he was very handsome." The hot burning in Blaise's chest intensified tenfold.
"I know," Charlie giggled girlishly, and blushing something Blaise had never seen her do before. She was the sarcastic, classy one who was a girly girl at heart. But giggling over a guy? That was something new. Maybe it was hormones? Or maybe she really liked him. Blaise felt his stomach sink to his heels if that was possible.
"Go find him!" Ana smiled and winked at her adopted little sister, "I'll be back, and Astoria and Draco would you two stop ogling at each other and go dance already!" Ana teased, as she retreated out of the Great Hall, that was something Charlie would do not something Ana would, Blaise thought. Both Astoria and Draco blushed and laughed and in less than 3 minutes were off to dance.
"So it looks like it's just us three," Cooper said smiling, Charlie was still flushed she bit her lip thinking…something she always does when she's about to do something on a whim.
"No, it will be just you two," She said smiling kissing Cooper on the cheek, and Blaise as well. The whole world seemed to slow down and time seemed to stop as she kissed his cheek. Her lips were soft and smooth and left a perfect red mark. "I'm off to find him,"
"Well even though he's passed Cay's and Cale's interrogation doesn't mean he'll pass mine," Cooper warned teasing, as Blaise felt the nauseating feeling return, almost overwhelming him now. "He better be good looking too, this Garrick bloke, I won't have my baby sister dating a troll." Blaise could hear his heartbeat thumping loudly in his ears. All he wanted to do was run to Charlotte grab her and hide her away from any other man, he wanted to tell her how he felt and most importantly he wanted her to return the love.
"Not to mention," Blaise found the courage to speak, he had to he couldn't not speak to her, "He still has to pass Draco and I's interrogation, you are, after all, mio piccola porcellana bambola." It was a pet name Blaise had given her when they were younger before he'd started to like her. It was Italian, translated it meant my little porcelain doll. She adored when he called her that. She had begun to walk away but when she heard Blaise say those words she stopped turned around and stared at him and he at her. It was, as if in that second she knew everything about his fondness of her, as if she could read him with her piercing amethyst gaze. Blaise was on Cloud Nine and she was his angel, she slowly sauntered toward him and gently whispered in his ear, "I'll be back soon," As she disappeared into the sea of higher society, Blaise's whole Cloud Nine thing disappeared and it was just him and Cooper. He was jealous and angry and alone. He needed to find a girl and Cooper was already one step ahead of him, chatting up the bartender.
Blaise wasn't sure when it started, how it started, or even why it was happening. But it was official Blaise Zabini was in love with Charlotte Hampton. Even though he was normally gifted in the area of the opposite sex, Blaise was slowly figuring out that love sucks. Big time.
If you press this button Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy will give you a lap dance.
