A/N: Rated T Just In Case.
Chris Zabini walked into Diagon Alley, through a fireplace, followed by his wife and son. He began walking towards Madame Malkin's, Blaise right by his side.
Andrea looked at the two of them, "I'm going to go do some of my own shopping." She said, "I'll meet up with you two later." She walked off in the direction of Knockturn Alley.
Chris shook his head in confusion, "Blaise, do you have any idea what's going on with your mother? She's been acting really weird ever since you got your letter."
Blaise looked up at his dad. "Dad. I'm 11. I don't read emotions too well, and Mom's just probably reaching insanity." He said, shrugging.
Chris smiled and laughed, "Yeah. I'd say that's it." He looked up at the store in front of him. "Let's go get your robes." He said as he entered Madame Malkin's, Blaise right behind him. He walked over to Madame Malkin and she looked down at Blaise.
"Hogwarts? There's a whole group already here. You can go stand with them." She said, pointing to a group of redheads.
Chris and Blaise walked over there and Chris looked at the tallest male's face. "Weasley." He muttered under his breath. "Filthy bunch of blood traitors." He mumbled.
Blaise looked up at his dad, confused, he then looked over at the redheads. The youngest boy walked over to him, "Hi. I'm Ron." He said.
Blaise looked at him, "Blaise." He didn't think he should be talking to this kid, because of his father's reaction to his father, but he did anyway.
Ron's father must have thought the same thing, for he looked over and bolted to him, grabbing Ron by the arm and took him back to the redheaded mob of Weasleys.
Blaise looked up at his father, if that's the way Ron's dad reacted; he didn't want to know how his own father would react.
Madame Malkin brought Ron over to the stool and began fitting him for his black robes.
Blaise simply sat there, waiting for Ron to be finished, so that he could get fitted himself, then he could go get the rest of his supplies with his father, and find out where his mother had disappeared.
Madame Malkin finished fitting Ron and showed him where he could find robes that would fit him, and then she beckoned Blaise over.
Blaise walked over and stood on the stool as she measured him, seeing what area of the store he would have to go to for his own robes.
As she finished she pointed to the far back corner of the store, "You'll go there to find the black robes that fit you. They already have the Hogwarts crest on them." She said.
Blaise and Chris walked over to that area and Blaise grabbed 3 robes. His father took them and went over and paid for them. A total of 1 galleon and 3 sickles.
The 2 Zabinis exited and walked to Flourish and Botts, to purchase Blaise's schoolbooks. They arrived and Chris knew exactly where to go. He grabbed every book Blaise would need and paid for them as well. Blaise was amazed that his father knew what to buy and where it was, he had a certain affection for his father that he didn't for his mother.
The Zabinis next went to the Cauldron Store and purchased Blaise a pewter cauldron of which Chris put his robes and books in. The next stop was Ollivanders.
An old man with gray hair looked at Blaise and Chris, "Hello Christopher. It's so nice to see you again. May I assume that it's time for your son to purchase his first wand?"
"Yes Ollivander. You assume right. Blaise here is about to begin his first year at Hogwarts."
"Well Blaise, which arm is your wand arm?"
"Right." Blaise said, at least, he thought it was.
"Try this one. Birch, 9 inches. The core is unicorn tail hair."
Blaise waved it and a wisp of smoke appeared from the tip.
Ollivander took the wand back immediately, "Oh no, that one is not for you." He grabbed another wand from the shelf, "This one is oak, 10 ½ inches, the core, phoenix tail feather."
Blaise waved that one, and another wisp of smoke appeared. He set it down, "I don't think that one is right either." He said, guessing by the reaction of Ollivander the last time he got smoke.
"You guessed right." Ollivander said, putting the wand on the shelf, he grabbed another one. "Try this one, 7 inches, holly, dragon heartstring."
Blaise waved it and a wisp of smoke did not appear. He looked up at Ollivander.
"I should've known." Ollivander said, "Your father and mother both had the same core, and I wasn't bright enough to consider testing you on that as well. But that's your wand, it'll be one galleon."
Chris handed over a galleon and they exited the store, they had one thing left to buy, Blaise's owl.
They walked over to the Owl Emporium. As soon as they walked in, Blaise fell in love (not literally) with a great gray owl. His father agreed that the connection showed that the owl would belong to Blaise. They purchased a cage, owl food, and the owl itself, and they exited the store, meeting Andrea who had her own bag of purchases, which she immediately hid from her husband. "Well, shall we be going home?" She asked the two boys, as she pointed to the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron.
"Yes." Chris said, opening the archway and walking over to the fireplace in the brick room. He threw in some floo powder, and set down the face. "Zabini Manor." He said, and jumped into the fire. He was then followed by Blaise, and finally Andrea. They all arrived in the living room of the manor.
Blaise immediately went up to his room and put his stuff in his trunk that had been in his posession forever, and now had a reason to use. "I'm ready for September 1st." He said aloud. He then put Lars, his owl, on top of the trunk and fed him.
((A/N: Sucky ending to the chapter, but review please! And I'm skipping the time from now until September 1st, Chapter 3 will begin then.))