Tis the fourth installment of the Blali Drabble series. I think this is the shortest yet, but the quality is still pretty good... I'm hoping. lol I can imagine that there will be quite a few of these drabbles, maybe about ten or so. Who knows, I know I don't! ^_^
Disclaimer: What? JK didn't seem to want them, so I took them. LEAVE ME BE!
With a strange sense of calm, I stared into the eyes of the woman I was going to marry. I suppose this sense of calm was so strange to me because I knew I did not love her. I knew I didn't love her and I was about to make one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
But hey, what's the point of crying over spilt potion? It was too late now, anyway. I was already up there on the altar, counting down the seconds until 'I do'…
Except I didn't. That probably wasn't the best way to start off a marriage, was it?
"... Do you, Blaise Zabini, take her, Hersilia Cordeaux, to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
And there it was, the moment we were all waiting for. The moment where I bound myself to this woman for the rest of my life. Don't get me wrong, she was beautiful and intelligent and pure-blood and all those wonderful things a man looks for in a wife. It was an opportunity of a lifetime to find a woman like her... and I couldn't take it.
I looked straight into her confused, yet trusting brown eyes then just walked down the aisle where we had come. The same aisle which we had not too long ago walked upon with hopes and dreams of a happy future together... well, at least she had, anyway.
Seeing as scripted I was meant to be walking back up the aisle with my bride in tow with the sound of music and cheering, the audience was rather confused and began to whisper and exclaim. But that wasn't really my concern. Well, I suppose it was... I just really didn't care.
I continued down the solitary aisle with my gaze straight forward until for a swift moment it caught a pair of Asian eyes from the groom's side. Our eyes met only for a moment, but that was all the communication we needed. A tiny smile crept upon her features but the rest of her stayed motionless, eyes staring forward to the confused commotion that was going around my ex-fiancé.
Reaching the end of the aisle, destination in mind, I apparated.
In case you were wondering, I never looked back.
In a blink of an eye I had materialized to the place that had come to be known as our place.
As if I could feel her presence, I turned around and found her standing there, Asian eyes and all.
For a brief moment, we stood a few feet from each other, just silence between us.
The next moment she was in my arms and her lips with mine. There were no greetings, no replies. No verbal expressions, no voices.
You see, we needed no words, for she already knew.
Su Li would always be my woman of a lifetime.
