Chapter 13 Paper Thin Realities

Blaise shut the door to his rooms quietly before slumping against it. 'God damnit!' His mind was in turmoil, his thoughts racing so he couldn't pick one coherent idea out of the bunch. 'Why does it have to hurt?' Pushing himself roughly away from the door, Blaise tugged on his shirt and pants until he stood only in his boxer. Pulling the sheets up, he slid into their cool comfort and squeezed his eyes shut, trying desperately to not cry. 'Daniel is such an ass! Why am I crying over him? Oh, yeah! I've fallen head over heels for a guy who's in love with Harry Flaming Potter!' Tugging a pillow of his face, Blaise let the tears fall, feeling them run down the corners of his eyes and the sides of his face. He had to calm down. To relax. But he felt betrayed, hurt, and unwanted. Pulling the pillow of his face, Blaise listened to the sounds of the crickets out side his window, the wind whistling over the lake, the castle itself seemed to breathe a warm relaxing breath, as if trying to comfort him.

Blaise felt himself tense when a quiet knocking was heard from the direction of his door. Slipping wearily out of bed, he grabbed a pair of sleep pants off a folded stack next to the dresser. When he pulled the door open and saw Daniel standing there, Blaise was not surprised. Daniel had obviously been crying, and he must have run all the way to Hogwarts, the way he was panting and sweating. Daniel opened his mouth to say something, but stopped. Blaise waited a moment before following Daniels eyes. He was staring at Blaises pants. Or more correctly, Daniels pants, Blaise was wearing. Cursing his luck, Blaise went to shut the door.

"No." Blaise turned slightly to face the door.

"Excuse me?"

"No. You can't shut me out. I can't breathe with out you, and I can't sleep without you there, and I can't think without you by my side. I want to wake up every morning and see you wearing my too big pajamas and hear your laugh and see your smile. Please, don't shut me out." Tears in his eyes, Blaise leaned against the door.

"I can't not shut you out. You HAVE to make up your mind. I can't love you if you're going to be in love with someone else. I can't do it. It'll kill me."

"I don't love Harry! Well I love Harry but not like I used too. Some where along the way it stop being love and started being routine. I believed I loved Harry. I had talked myself into it. I believed to so much I would have followed him to the end of the earth. But fate intervened. I came all this way from America because I thought I loved Harry. But I had no clue what love was until I met you, Blaise. I will never let you go. Never." Blaise wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand and slowly pushed the door open for Daniel to come in.

"You are so damn lucky I love your drunk ass." Smiling, Daniel pulled Blaise into a tight embrace.

"I know, I know. And I'm sorry."

"Good. You should be!" Laughing, Daniel pressed his forehead to Blaise's.

"I love you Blaise Zabini."

"And I love you Daniel VonDotte."

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Dr. Burns sat in the floor of his office, holding his wand to his chest and rocking back and forth, back and forth.

"They did this, they did this, THEY DID THIS! If it weren't for them I'd be….he'd be alive. I'd know…..magic……bad…..dark….magic……THEY'VE RUINED ME!" Slamming his fist on the floor, Dr. Burns sobbed onto the cold tile. "Ruined…..ruined…"

"Yes. They ruined you, Dr. Eric Burns." Eric, startled by the unknown voice, sat up and glanced around. "Over here Eric. I can call you Eric, can't I?" Eric paused when his eyes landed on a tall young man, leaning against the window and smiling.

"Who are you?"

"They've ruined you Eric. A whole lifetime of achievements! The ministry destroyed you. They took your funding to help rebuild the wizarding world. They ruined you to help Potter. Harry Potter ruined your life."

"Yes…they took…..ruined….Potter ruined…"

"Yes. Yes he did. Now, because of Potter, your son will die! Without your testing and experiments and cure will never be found….the Ministry of Magic and Harry Potter are killing your son. You must act!"

"Yes….my son….my boy…."

"Yes. With my help, you will destroy the ministry and ruin Potter. Like he ruined us."

"Yes. Yes, ruin….I will kill Potter for hurting my son!"

"Of course. And I will help."

"….but who are you?" Grinning, the young man pulled doctor Burns to his feet.

"Call me Sam."

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A/N-First off….Sorry! I know its been forever! But I'm proud to say I am now an aunt! My sister just had a 8lb 5oz baby girl named Adalaid Moira Mongan. And just last Friday, December the second……I turned 16. Get off the roads! I promise to update wayyyyyyy faster from now on! Much love and don't hurt me!

Now review….I know I don't deserve it, but come on! Think of it as a late birthday present:)