Title: Blaise Zabini

Rating: T

Pairing(s): Blaise/Harry

Warnings: None

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.

Summary: Blaise is stubborn, but Harry is even more stubborn.

Word Count: 613

Notes: For the "I Dare You" at HPFC forum. Character: Blaise Zabini. Prompt: Suitable.
Also for The 1991 Challenge at HPFC forum. Character: Blaise Zabini. Prompt: Eyes. Feedback: Yes

Blaise Zabini never thought he'd be suitable enough for marriage. Look at his mother with the mysterious deaths of all her husbands. He feared he'd end up just like her.

When Harry Potter began pursuing him romantically, Blaise did his best to avoid the boy-who-lived. Harry had a lot of offers for marriage and companionship. Blaise was sure Harry would grow bored with Blaise's constant refusal and move on.

Of course, Blaise forgot how persistent Harry Potter was when he wanted something. He'd walk out of the Great Hall, and Harry would be waiting for him. Even when he didn't look at the guy, Harry began chattering about this and that. Harry sent him thoughtful gifts and stood up for Blaise when any student began taunting him for being a 'dirty Slytherin.'

Against all odds, Blaise felt himself begin to waver under Harry's onslaught. Blaise noticed how Harry's bright green eyes looked even brighter when he talked about something that interested him. He noticed Harry's slim seeker's body and how his firm thighs gripped his broom during Quidditch. He found himself pondering what it would be like to have those same firm thighs grip Blaise's waist as he pounded into the tight heat of Harry's arse. Blaise was thankful for his robes when that thought came to mind. He was sure he was straining against his trousers.

Blaise didn't want to give in, though. He inwardly shuddered when Harry's hand lightly brushed his arm, but kept a straight face on. He forced his eyes away from the very nice arse when Harry walked away and ignored the fluttering in his own stomach when Harry beseechingly asked Blaise to go on a date with him.

He was doing a really good job, but it all came crashing down when he saw some Ravenclaw flirting heavily with Harry. He saw Harry's coy smile and knew the reception to the Ravenclaw was positive.

With clenched fists, he stomped over to the pair, ignoring his mind that was screaming at him to 'act like a Slytherin' and 'this is what you wanted.'

He gripped Harry's arm and dragged him away from the Ravenclaw who had his mouth gaping open. When Blaise stopped and stared at Harry, he was angry to see the smug look on the boy-who-lived's face. He wanted to wipe that look off of Harry's face. Blaise decided the best course of action was to kiss the look away.

When Blaise's lips pressed against Harry's, his arms wrapped around Blaise's neck and tugged him closer. Blaise groaned into the kiss, and Harry's mouth swallowed it. When they parted after what felt like eternity, but at the same time not long enough, Harry was still looked smug.

"About time," he whispered. He wore an impish smile as he continued, "I need to thank Kevin."

"Kevin?" Blaise dumbly asked.

Harry nodded. "Kevin Entwhistle, the Ravenclaw I was talking to. I told him if he flirted with me, you'd finally stop being so stubborn and give into me. Of course, he was forced to risk your wrath." Harry didn't look at all ashamed of what he revealed.

And for some reason, Blaise wasn't too surprised at Harry's underhanded manipulation. "Are you sure you're not a Slytherin in disguise?"

"Well, the hat did want to put me in Slytherin."

Blaise's eyes widened. When he thought it wasn't possible, Harry did or said something that made him even hotter. He gripped Harry's hips and brought him closer to claim his lips once again, and Harry eagerly returned the kiss.

Maybe he wasn't suitable for marriage, but Harry didn't seem to mind, and that's all that really mattered in the end.