The Marvelous Misadventures of a Sneaky Slytherin

by Libitina-Belladonna

Being the son of black widow Tristessa Zabaini is not easy, as Blaise has found out. Burring his step-fathers, keeping his mother out of Azkaban, and now dealing with all the kooks and nut jobs at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

4. Chapter 4

Blaise, Baise, wake up!

I groggily registered someone shaking me. "I' ll help you bury the body later Mother, just five more minuets."

The screech of "WHAT" dissolved the last of the nice dream I was having, where Malfoy and that giggly groupie of his Pansy Parkinson were being torn apart by rabid thesterals.

I reluctantly opened my eyes to see the panicked face of one Draco Malfoy.

"There's something at the window" he hissed.

I sighed, shoved Malfoy off my bed where he landed with a satisfying thump, and walked to the window. I opened it up an was greeted by the familiar face of my mother's pet vulture, Minax.

I turned around around. "It's only Minax Malfoy, Malfoy?

A blond head poked out from underneath my bed. "Minax?" he squeaked.

"For some reason he was hanging around the garden, so mother made a pet out of him, he's harmless, mostly.

I heard a thump Draco the Brave had fainted, I rolled my eyes and set about reading the letter mother had sent.

Dear Blaise,

I have been considering prospects for a new husband, they look exceedingly promising, I hope you are studying up on your poisons,darling. How is Hogwarts? Do they still have such lovely places for hiding bodies? Have you hid any yet darling? You must right me soon.

Hugs and poison,

Mother