A/N: Rated T: Just In Case
Blaise, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle vacated the Defense Against the Dark Arts quickly. "Hey Scarface!" Draco shouted to Harry, and did an imitation of Harry in DADA, almost falling forward.
Blaise snickered, "No it'd be more like this." He put his hand on his forehead and went up to a high-pitched voice, "Mom! Dad! He's going to kill me! Help me!" All four of the Slytherins started to laugh.
Harry glared at Blaise, he then looked to Ron and Hermione "Don't you think he'd be a little more sympathetic since he has a dead parent now too?" He asked them, but he had lowered his voice so that only they could here him.
"Slytherins never change their spots." Hermione said, glaring over at them.
Draco looked at Hermione, "Well Mudblood, I would use this opportunity to hex you, but since there are plenty of professors in the area, I'll wait." He walked by, followed by Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise. As soon as Blaise walked by Harry he acted like he was fainting, and the Slytherins began to laugh.
Blaise soon fell into step with Draco, and Draco smirked at him, "That was great." He said, snickering. "Best Potter impersonator of the year is… Blaise Zabini." He laughed some more.
"Shut up Malfoy." Blaise said to Draco, laughing nonetheless.
They returned to the Common Room, sitting on the couch, staring into the fire. Dinner would be in an hour, and they should be using this time to do homework, but they didn't feel like it. Yet.
Pansy stormed over to Blaise as she reentered the common room, "Blaise Zabini! You should not put wands to people's throats. It's very mean!"
"Do I care?" Blaise asked her, staring into the fire.
Pansy simply glared at him, "You should! If you slipped and had said a hex, curse, jinx, or anything I could've died!"
"First off, that would depend on the curse, hex, or jinx, second of all, darn. I should've said something."
Pansy looked appalled as she stormed off to the girls' dormitory.
Draco smirked at Blaise, "Nice one Zabini."
Blaise nodded, "Yeah, I'd agree."
Suddenly, a big black raven flew in through the common room window. It flew to Blaise and sat on his shoulder. "Oh gosh…" Blaise muttered as he took the letter off the bird's leg. He knew whom it was from, and he really didn't want to read it. But he did.
Blaise,
I'd really like it if you came home for Christmas holidays. Seeing as I know how hard this is on you, and I have someone I'd like you to meet. Please respond using Marcella.
-Your Mother
"She wants me to go home for the holidays…" Blaise said to Draco.
"You can't leave me here with the gorillas." Draco replied, "I do not want to be here by myself."
"I'll say you're going with me." Blaise said, shrugging.
"Alright. Let me write a letter to my dad then."
Both boys began to write.
Blaise's letter said this:
Mother,
I'll come home for Christmas. Although I surely do not want to. But only on one condition. Draco Malfoy gets to come home with me. And as for someone I want to meet, what you got a new boyfriend already? Go figure…
See You At Christmas
-Blaise C. Zabini-
Draco's letter was more like this:
Father,
I'm going to the Zabinis home for the Christmas holidays. If it is alright with you. I've grown really close to Blaise and his mom wants him home. You understand am I right? If a friend's relative dies he needs support. You would've done the same thing for Blaise's father, wouldn't you?
-Draco L. Malfoy-
Blaise attached Draco's letter to the raven's leg, "This one goes to the Malfoy Mansion." He said, and attached his own letter to the other leg, "And this one goes to Mom." He set the raven on the perch and it flew away. Blaise walked back over to the couch, "We'll get an answer eventually." He said, leaning back on the couch.
Draco smirked, "Hope Dad's alright with it."
"He will be. I mean it is his best friend's son." Blaise said, shrugging.
"True…" Draco responded, nodding his head. "Very true."
The students began filing out for dinner. Blaise, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle followed. When they arrived at the Great Hall they sat in their usual spot. And for the first time at a meal, Blaise ignored the sympathetic stares.
The four simply ate, and talked about stuff. One time during the meal Harry walked by, and Blaise pretended to faint again. Something that never got old for any of the four Slytherins.
Harry glared at him and turned around, saying, "Yeah, you're real mature."
Blaise stood up and glared at Harry, "At least I didn't pass out in the middle of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
Harry took out his wand pointing it at Blaise, ready to do something.
Professor Snape came over and glared at Harry, "Potter 10 points from Gryffindor."
Blaise smirked and sat down.
Harry's mouth hung open, "But I didn't do anything!"
"You threatened another student."
"But… He…" Harry simply walked back to the Gryffindor table.
Blaise looked at Draco, smirking.
"Nice one." Draco said, holding back a snicker.
"He gets mad easily, you gotta take advantage of it."
"That you do."
"The good thing about all the professors staring at me, someone can start crap with me and they'll instantly get in trouble. Especially from Snape."
"Yeah. That's a good thing."
Blaise and Draco finished eating and they went back to the Common Room, wanting to get some of their homework done. They sat on the couch, working on their transfiguration essay.
"Would you call this day wasted?" Draco asked Blaise.
"With all the torture we caused Potter and Pansy?" Blaise replied, "I'd say, definitely not."
They went through working on their homework, after finishing, they went up to the dorms.
((A/N: Next Chapter is going to be at Christmas break. Just a little note to readers. And… REVIEW!))
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