Summary: Blaise Zabini doesn't know what love is and doesn't care…until he meets Colleen Delacour (Fleur's middle sister) Her warm smile and loving heart help him to realize what love is.

What Love Is

This story is about Blaise Zabini, my Blaise and J.K Rowling's Blaise are different. I didn't see him how she explains. I will explain my Blaise in this story. (Mostly from Blaise and Colleen's point of view.)

Chapter One: The Girl

(Blaise's POV)

The train was packed more than normal I noticed as Draco and I walked through the corridors. First years all over the place, I sneered.

"What did you do this summer Zabini?" Draco asked.

"My mother got remarried" I rolled my eyes and pushed the shaggy blonde hair out of my face.

"Again?" Draco asked surprised, my mother had been married several times. He raised his eyebrows, wanting me to answer.

"Again" I replied. I looked through a crowd of people walking this way, in the crowd was a girl. The girl was stunning that was obvious, but another thing that stood out was that she slightly glowed. Literally. She was probably half veela, I'd seen veela before and they shine brighter than that. She had long wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes that were smiling. She had on a pair of jeans and a pink shirt a cloak hung off of her shoulders and swayed behind her. She walked and turned the corner and her dark cloak disappeared last. I looked back then turned back to Draco who was conversing with Crabbe and Goyle about his summer and how he had visited his aunt, who we all knew was Bellatrix Lestrange. Draco had gotten his Dark Mark that summer, along with the rest of us. We went into a compartment and sat down.

"So have any of you been…you know…called?" asked Draco smirking.

"By the Dark Lord?" Crabbe questioned.

"Of course by the Dark Lord, honestly Crabbe" Draco rolled his eyes.

"No Malfoy no one has been called. He doesn't call on the younger ones yet" I said looking out the window as the fields sped by.

"He called me" he smiled.

"For what?" I said. There was no way Draco Malfoy was called to do something.

"He wants me to do a certain deed for him" he said, the smirk on his face never leaving.

I rolled my eyes and he told us that he was to kill Dumbledore. We all knew he wouldn't and couldn't do it.

We arrived at school an hour or so later. All the first years were sorted and the girl I had saw on the train was sorted into Slytherin. Her name was Colleen Delacour, sister of Fleur Delacour from the Triwizard Tournament, turns out she had been kept at school for the Tournament that's why we didn't know Fleur had another sister. She sat by Sophie Archibald, a brown hair girl with giant green eyes, they started to talk at once. The golden plates that were empty when I last looked were now filled with all kinds of food. I dug in, I was so hungry from the ride here. I saw Colleen look over my way and smile. I looked and smiled back a little.