Chapter fourteen: Zabini Manor
After the kiss in the Hospital Wing, we had gotten my parents and told them the news about Parvati. They were in tears. I had good news for them too. I, or rather Blaise told them I was having twins.
My parents went up to the Hospital Wing to see Parvati who obviously had to stay there for observation.
Crabbe and his parents cared not about the baby. All that they cared about was how to annul the marriage as soon as possible. All Crabbe cared about was having Parvati in his bed again after dinner, which wasn't possible.
I shook my head and looked at Blaise. He nodded.
"We have to go now!" he said curtly. He took my hand and we walked back to our room. In the morning we would floo to the Zabinin Manor from there. It was allowed during the holidays.
Dumbledore and Blaise were the only people that knew about the Prophecy. So he wanted Blaise and me to keep in touch. And that was best if we could just step inside Hogwarts when we wanted to in the holidays.
We slept well that night, probably because most of the castle had been deserted since the wedding banquet. Or must I say even though the castle was almost deserted. Peeves usually found it a bit too quiet to his taste when the corridors were all deserted like this.
Zabini Manor was like I expected it to be. A big house with an army of House-Elves. The colours were mostly green, black or silver. There were rooms that were blue with a hint of bronze. His mother's influence I supposed. I like the blue...
Blaise had his own taste and was putting all the things he didn't like in boxes. He wasn't going to throw them away. He had planned it at first, but I had convinced him to keep them. "It the heritage of our children! Do you really want to throw that away?" I had said and he had agreed. It was part of him.
The room of his sister would become the nursery. His sister's room was the easiest to change as almsot everything in there was pink. All I had do was change the colour to lilac... and with some simple spells the furniture was changed to fit our needs.
Blaise's old bedroom was now too small, so we moved to his parents old bedroom. He let me decorate it. And I could understand that. It just reminded him too much of his late parents.
I decided on turquoise, because that wasn't green nor blue. It was a mix between the two. Much like our marriage was a union between a Ravenclaw and a Slytherin.
I now understood why Blaise was in Slytherin: he had ideas, but wasn't brave enough to pursue them. He wasn't brave at all. I was more like my sister than I probably wanted to acknowledge. Where Blaise didn't knew how to deal with certain emotions I could. I could help him with deal with those emotions too.