Hell harbours no forgiveness.
Ok, This fic was too hard to banish from my mind. I am in love with the character of Blaise Zabini (not to mention the actor that plays him in the film is gorgeous!) well anyway, I think Blaises character and family are so interesting and I wish they played a bigger part within the books. So I decided to create my own version of what happened o Blaise.
"The black widow" she muttered as she tossed the Daily Prophet onto the table. Her slim fingers curled into fists as her plump lips contirted into a scowl.
Anya Zabini did not look at all like a regular forty year old woman. Her hair was long and black with a natural curl to it. Her eyes shone as blue as they did when she was sixteen and her skin was still as soft as the finest silk, Indeed Anya Zabini did not look forty.
Blaise watched her with an amused expression on his face as she curled and uncurled her fists.
"Im sorry mother?" He schooled his tone into one of boredom instead of amusement.
"They're calling me the 'black widow in this ridiculous paper!"
"I wonder why on earth they would call you that" a hint of sarcasm was present in his voice. He kept his eyes trained on the plate of food in front of him.
"Me either" she muttered, not noticing his sarcasm. "Are you all packed for Hogwarts?"
He had been packed for weeks. His house was one of the biggest within the wizzarding world, his pureblood status remained intact so he was often invited to many events and his mother offered him the world and more, Yet all he longed for was ti lay in the four poster bed in the dark dungeon, the green and silver silk sheets sliding around on his skin at night and roam the many halls of the castle by day.
"Yes mother."
"Good" she nodded and stood. "Piri" she clicked her fingers and the house else appeared immediately. "Clear up" she waved her hand in Blaises direction and with that she left the room.
Blaise shook his head as he reached for the Daily Prophet that his mother had angrily discarded. He read the article with an amused expression on his face.
'Black widow to wed again.
Anya Zabini - also known as the Black Widow" - is said to have another wedding about to be put under her diamond encrusted belt! Not only will this be her seventh wedding but most likely the seventh untimely death of her many unfortunate a husband. Although beautiful beyond her years, Anya Zabini is a walking talking honey trap and we advise this mystery man to get out now before its too late!
Could this marriage be the real thing? Or just another thousand galleons in the bank account? '
He finished reading and shook his head. That woman would never have enough money.
Two weeks later.
Blaise entered the great hall with a smile on his face. He was now a seventh year and the school seemed livelier and more full of opportunities than ever.
The loud hum of a thousand voices came melodically to his ears as he walked over to the Slytherin table. He looked around and smiled as he took his usual seat next to Draco.
"Blaise" smiled the blonde as be extended a pale hand.
"Draco" he replied taking the blondes hand shaking it twice. "Nice summer?"
"But of course" Draco smiled, although the haunted look in his eyes suggested otherwise. "Yours?"
Blaise couldn't help but notice the almost invisible violet bags under the blondes eyes and the slight hollow of his cheeks that suggested weight loss.
"Fine as usual" he replied reaching for a goblet of pumpkin juice. "I take you've seen the prophet?"
Dracos face cracked into a large grin as loud barks of laughter left his lips.
"Hows she handling it?" He smirked trying to control his laughter.
"As well as always" Blaise smirked back as the two began to laugh again. "Honestly, that woman is a vulture."
Draco clapped him on the back as the sorting ceremony again.
Ten slytherins, eight Gryfindors,six Ravenclaw and three Hufflepuff later he felt Draco nudge his side.
"Hm?" He questioned as he turned to look at his friend.
"Potter and his minions are staring" whispered Malfoy, his usual malice toward Potter not as evident as usual within his tone.
Blaise turned his head the the left and was met with four pairs of eyes. Potter, Granger, Boy Weasley and Girl Weasley.
He cocked an eye brow at Potter and tilted his head to the left.
Scowling and grumbling something to Ron, Harry turned his head and glared at his plate.
"Not even a full day and their pegging us as death eaters again already" Blaise said shaking his head.
Draco chuckled bitterly. "Yeah, fucking pathetic".
Blaise looked back over to the Gryfindor table to see one set of eyes still on him, Granger.
He tilted his head and her lips curled into a snarl but she still didn't look away. He raised a questioning eye brow to which she only scowled deeper. Annoyed now he glared at her, she raised both her eye brows then turned away, glancing back once to scowl at him before she engaged herself in conversation with the rest of her friends.
"Bloody Gryfidors" he muttered earning a chuckle from Malfoy.
The ceremony ended an hour later and Blaise began the usual decent to the dungeons.
He entered the familiar common room and settled into the large black armchair whilst Draco sunk into the sofa. Crabbe and Goyle stood awkwardly in the middle of the room.
"Draco" Blaise nodded towards the two boys.
"Oh" Draco waved his hand. "Shoo, go on, unpack or something"
The two tottered of awkwardly, shooting worried backward glances to a frowning Malfoy.
"I honestly don't know why you bother with those imbeciles" Blaise commented as Pansy perched on the arm of the sofa closest to Draco. "Or this one." He gestured towards Pansy who glared at him before turning her attention back to Draco.
"Ive missed you Draco" she purred as she ran a finger down the back of his neck. "All those lonely nights of the summer without you"
Draco shook his body and her finger fell from his neck.
"Honestly Pansy I don't think Zabini wants to hear about you wanking yourself off over me"
Pansy guffawed and stood up. Her cheeks tinted crimson as she stormed off in the direction of the girls dormitory.
"Such a catch" Blaise muttered as he stood and stretched before heading towards the boys dormitories.
"At least shes something to do when I'm bored" Draco shrugged as he began to follow Blaise to their room.
"Your disgusting you know" he muttered in reply.
"Well treat them mean keep them keen" Draco shrugged as they descended down a flight of stairs. "And at least Im getting some"
"Just because I don't associate myself with the house bikes does not mean Im not getting any" he gave Draco a pointed look.
They entered their dorm room and both climbed into bed.
"Im just saying Blaise, Ive never seen you give any female at Hogwarts any attention. Are you sure you're not ... Batting for the other team."
"I shall not dignify that with an answer" he snorted in reply as he waved his wands and turned out the lights. He fell asleep within minuets within the comfort of the green and silver silk sheets.