If he isnt deserve you. You are my little girl and you were born perfect. If he cans his loss. There is someone who thinks your flaws power his heart. Be strong. If he asks you to change, be like like rock of your birthstone, do not waver. You are wondrous just the way that you are.
I met Blaise Zabini at a bookstore. He had reached out for the same book as I had from the opposite side of the shelf, leading to a bit of a struggle between us, as it was the last copy and I really wanted to read it.
"Granger! Let it go."
"You let it go."
"I'm warning you, I am not past pulling it away from you."
"Neither am I."
In the end, you probably can guess who won. Me. I am very defiant when it comes to my books, you know.
He made a face, and left. I laughed, at my victory and at his petulance.
The next day, we ran into the Magical Menagerie, where I was picking up food for Crookshanks, and he was buying Owl treats.
He saw me, and made another face and left without picking up his change.
I collected it for him, and ran out to stop him.
"You left your money," I had panted out.
"I don't want it."
"Don't be silly, just take it. And look, if it's such a big deal to you, I'll owl you the book, okay?"
"There's no need for that."
I was hurt by his coldness by that point, and made to go back to the shop to buy what I had to.
"Wait, Granger. I, uh, I'm sorry," he said.
I just smiled at him in return.
He owled me and asked me out for coffee the next week. The coffee turned into lunch, which in turn lead to dinner, and before I knew it, we had been dating for two months. He was charming, and intellectual, and we started to get more serious day by day.
I took him to see my parent's, and Mum seemed to like him enough. Dad, however, pulled me aside and told me to be a little cautious because he had seemed to be slightly pompous to him. I had laughed at his words, and gave no serious thought to the situation. Blaise had been attentive and caring to my every need the past months, and had given me no reason to be distrustful of him.
Until he took me to meet his Mother.
He was nervous when I suggested it, and even more so when, upon my insistence, he had spoken to his Mother and fixed a meeting for us at tea-time.
From newspapers and magazines, I knew Adelina Scotti was a formidable woman. Her parents had passed away when she was 19, and she had begun to lead a promiscuous lifestyle soon after. She had amassed a massive fortune from the sudden deaths of her 14 husbands, and had 6 children all over the world. Blaise had been the son of Basilio Zabini, who had passed away not four months after the birth of his son. Adelina was always painted to be a scary woman in articles, and it was no wonder that Blaise was nervous about telling his pureblood mother about his muggle-born girlfriend.
So you see, I wasn't put off by his nervousness at all. He knew her personality best, and despite his anxiety, he hadn't blatantly refused my request.
No, I was put off by his request. Actually, requests.
He asked me to wear dress robes that he had bought-gaudy green with way too much skin showing through the elaborate neckline and back cut. But I agreed, considering he wanted me to fit into his Mother's surrounding as best as I could.
He had a professional come in and do my hair, as if to imply I wasn't capable of handling it on my own. I expressed my disapproval to him, but sat down and let the lady do her job.
Next, he put on a massive necklace, dripping with diamonds, around my neck. I felt like my head was going to snap because of the weight. As we stood together and looked into the mirror, I saw his finally satisfied look. I, on the other hand, felt like I was going to be sick. I knew what he was satisfied at having managed to do; he had transformed me into someone completely unlike me, and exactly like his mother, as if he was ashamed of who I really was.
My patience was on the verge of teetering, when he subtly tried to suggest that I tone down the intellectual talk and just remain acquiescent throughout the conversation. That's when I snapped. I more or less told him to shove his "meeting" up his arse, and left to go home after pulling off his necklace and throwing it at him.
He didn't even bother coming to try and apologize or explain. Well, as they say, good riddance.
Daddy's list saved me yet again. His wife was discovered missing less than three months into their marriage. It was a suspected abduction, and a black feather, similar to the one I had seen on Adelina's cloak, was found on the floor of their room. You remember the girl? She was two years behind us in Hogwarts, and was a mousy little thing. After her marriage, she had been transformed into a walking-talking mannequin.
You've always managed to bowl me over with your smile. But one thing I love even more are the looks you give me. They make me feel like I'm special, like I'm worth a great deal.
Even back in fourth year, I remember the mesmerized look you gave me at the Yule Ball. Of course, at that moment I had chalked it up to astonishment that a not-pureblood girl could look great too.
Do you remember when I first met your parents? You were nervous, but you assured me that no matter what, you'd choose me over anything in the world.
Do you remember when you first met my parents? My mom was almost as much in love with you as I was, I'm sure. And Daddy-he pulled me aside to tell me to cautious around you, and not to screw up our relation in anyway. He had been sure of you the moment he saw us together, you know.
You've given me jewelry over the years, but you never did it to hide me. That's what set you apart.
I have lost count of the number of times you've snuck up behind me during my mirror self-inspection times, and hugged me and whispered away all my insecurities.
I have lost count of the number of times you've told me I'm beautiful.
I don't know what I did to deserve you, but whatever it is, I'd do it a million times over, just to feel the joy of you passing my sixth test every time you've made me feel worth it.
(A/N: Only one last one to go. Thanks to all the readers, followers, favoriters and reviewers. You all make my day with your kind words. :D)
