Whispher
Chapter 2
Blaise's insides were burning. His head was resting on the porcelin toilet seat as he prepared himself for the dry retching that was sure to come.
"There goes your dignity." A vaguely familiar voice mocked. He lifted his head slightly to see the same girl from the night before watching him. She smiled at him.
"Your real?" He muttered. He thought he had been halucinating?
"I sure hope so. Didn't anyone ver to tell you te eat before you drink?" She added as he retched unhappily into the toilet.
"Who are you?" He murmured. She gently pulled him to his feet and guided him over to the bathroom sink.
"You have to take better care of yourself Blaise." She avoided his question.
"Who are you?" He repeated as she wet a towel and began wiping his face.
"It's not important." she murmured. He grabbed her wrists and held her still.
"Who are you?" He whisphered harshly. She raised her eyebrow at him.
"Hey Blaise , Are you-Oh." The bathroom door had been pushed open and in waltzed Blaises's nine year old sister Bianca.
"Go away Bianca." Blaise growled angrily. His sister twirled a lock of her blonde hair innocently.
"MUM! DAD! Blaise has a girl in his bathroom." Bianca skipped out in search of their parents.
"Blaise, Let me go." He obliged as he immediately started to panic. The girl lifted herself onto the counter and pulled him close. She placed her hands on his shoulders and wrabbed her legs around his waist. Blaise instinctively rested his hands on her thigh's. She pressed her forehead against his and he took this chance to study her face. She still looked alot like him. Her long dark hair framed her face and her blue eyes glittered.
"Who are you?" He whisphered.
"I'll explain later." she muttered, a stray lock of hair falling into her face. The door to the bathroom burst open again and in stormed Blaise's parents.
"Blaise!" his mother, Arianna, hollered.
"Boy!" he father, Daniel, growled. Blaise looked at his parents and sighed. The girl squeaked and buried her head in his shoulder shyly. He looked over her head at his reflection in the mirror. He could see his parents reflection aswell. They looked nothing alike. His parents were blonde. Not Malfoy blonde, but still blonde.
"Yes?" he answered. Her warm breath was tickling his neck and he tried not squirm as she lightly kissed his neck.
"What on earth is going on?" His mother trilled. The girl let out an unhappy groan and slid off the counter. She manourved swiftly away from Blaise and stood in front of his parents. His parents gasped and immediately knelt down in front of her.
"Blaise is coming with me." She stated and at his parents nod she turned and grabbed Blaise's wrist. A tingling sensation enveloped his body and he watched his bathroom disappear before his very eyes.
Thanks To My Reviewers:
Mariann: Im not even sure what my plot is. The girl and Blaise's heritage I'm keeping secret because it's more fun that way.
Silent-voices: I knew there was a reason I'm failing english. Thanks for pointing the mistakes out.
Stuck in Texas: Is this the right length or do you want them longer?
Dazeddaisy1: Blaise is mentioned once in the books. All the info I get about him is from other fanfictions.
Krysta: Blaise is awesome.
Thanks to my anonymous reviewer and to Guns-go-Bang aswell.
Now I need your help.
This story is set in Britain and I'm Australian and The last time I was in England I was three-years-old. So If anyone can help me with British custom's I would love it.
Thanks.