Chapter 14: Hope

Dinner that night was awkward.

Rashida had been seated in between Blaise and Professor McGonagall. Even though they had been friendly towards each other in his classroom, Blaise and Rashida found it hard to strike up a decent conversation with each other. Rashida had too much on her mind, while Blaise kept thinking that something was off about her.

They didn't make a big deal about it however, as they were indeed in front of the entire student body of Hogwarts as well as staff, but both of them felt the unease, and neither of them liked it.

After dinner was a staff meeting, and after that, Rashida got up here courage and asked Blaise to take a walk with her out to the quidditch pitch.

When they got out on the middle of the pitch, memories of the only game Rashida played came back.

"I'll never forget how pissed off Lee Jordan made me that day when you played." commented Blaise.

"You know, I went out for that butterbeer with him a couple years ago," said Rashida, gaining a disgusted look from Blaise. "It was totally innocent. He was dating a girl from his year at the time. I believe they are married now."

"A likely story." scoffed Blaise.

"You're right. we shagged all night and I had his love child but gave it up for adoption." smirked Rashida.

Blaise glared at Rashida, but let the Lee Jordan conversation pass. Rashida suddenly looked nervous.

"What's the matter?" asked Blaise.

Rashida took a deep breath. It was now or never.

"Speaking of love children," said Rashida, "I'm pregnant."

Blaise's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "Come off it, you're lying." he said quickly.

"Why the hell would I lie about something as serious as this?" snapped Rashida, getting upset.

Blaise sputtered. He couldn't find the words. So not only did Rashida waltz her way back into his life once again, she waltzed in fucking pregnant? He wanted to find the bloke that had impregnated her and hex off his prick."

Rashida began to feel discouraged. "I didn't think you would be this angry." she said.

"Well what the hell did you expect?" yelled Blaise. "You know damn well how I feel about you, how I always felt about you! You leave and come back fucking pregnant? Who's the fucking dad? Did you and Dean really-"

"Woah, woah, woah, wait!" said Rashida. holding a hand up. "Did you really just ask me who the father is? And not only that, imply that he is Dean?!"

"What did you expect?! I haven't seen you in three fucking months!"

"And I'm three months pregnant, you ass!" shrieked Rashida.

Blaise had his mouth prepared to snap back, but paused. Realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Wait...are you telling me that..."

"You're going to be a Baba, Blaise," said Rashida, slowly.

Rashida waved her wand over her torso. She must have had a concealment charm on her because seconds later, Blaise could see what appeared to be a small baby bump through her shirt.

Blaise looked down at the bump, and then at Rashida. "Are you telling me that my baby is in there?" he breathed.

Rashida sighed, relieved. "Well it certainly isn't Lee Jordan's."

The next thing Rashida knew, she was being picked up and spun around. She laughed as Blaise screamed triumphantly in her ear as he jumped up and down in a circle, elated.

"Oh shit! Sorry, I've shaken you up, haven't I?" said Blaise, realizing that he probably got Rashida dizzy.

"It's alright."

"A father...I'm going to be a dad...Ma and Nonna are going to go ballistic!"

"My mom and dad certainly did. And made me come here immediately to tell you. which sorry I didn't say earlier. I was scared."

Blaise looked at Rashida, bewildered. "Scared? Whatever for? Did you think I would be mad at you?"

"Honestly, yes." said Rashida, fiddling with the bottom of her shirt and looking down. "I hadn't answered any of your letters and-"

"Why didn't you?" asked Blaise.

"I don't know, okay? I was still reeling over what Dean had done, and I had felt horrible for what I had done to you. Having sex with you and then leaving you like that was hard for me, if you would believe that. After he letters stopped, I assumed you didn't want to speak to me anymore."

"Well, you didn't answer, so I thought that of you. I was going to try and get over you, if I'm to be totally honest. But now, things are...well..."

Rashida felt a tear escape her right eye. "So I guess your feelings are different now that you know I'm having your baby?"

"My feelings never left, Shida." said Blaise, putting his finger under her chin and lifting her head. "I said tried. They never left, and seeing you in my classroom earlier? You had no idea how badly I wanted to take you into my office and kiss you until our lips fell off. And finding out that you are carrying something that is a part of me? A part of us? It just makes me love you even more than I already did. and that's saying something."

Rashida beamed at Blaise. She hadn't expected him to be like this at all.

" You can't leave me now, Shida." exclaimed Blaise, as he wrapped his arms back around Rashida. "I refuse to allow you to run from me again."

"Because of the baby?"

"Because I'm sick of you running from me. Can you just stay still and let me have you?" pleaded Blaise. Baby or none, he had already planned on doing whatever it took for Rashida to stay the moment he laid eyes on her.

Rashida smiled widely, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed Blaise with as much passion as she could muster. It was like all of their emotions were once again blending together like they were when they were teenagers, and the love between them grew even bigger, as it had never diminished.

"I'm tired of running." whispered Rashida into Blaise's lips.

"Good, because these shoes are Versace and I don't want to crease them." joked Blaise.

Rashida shook her head. "Our baby is going to be conceited as hell."

Epilogue

Verona, Italy, December 15th, 2018

Dear Mom and Daddy (well, mainly Mom, because Daddy will go ballistic),

First off, I love you. Especially you, Daddy.

Second, I will not be coming home for Christmas. There is to be a Christmas party and I was asked by Avery Jordan (he's a sixth year Slytherin) to go and I said yes. Mom if you read this, try to butter up Dad before you tell him. Daddy, if you are reading this, again, I love you.

I promise to not forget anything that you two have taught me when it comes to relationships (especially you, Daddy). If he ends up being a git, I will leave him where he stands. I shouldn't have to worry however. He's an alright bloke for a Slytherin, and Daddy you were a Slytherin, so you should be pretty happy. He's lovely to look at, Mom. He has long dreadlocks like yours, these kind brown eyes, lashes that will make you jealous, and he is extremely funny. He also plays Quidditch, a seeker, and when he isn't doing that he commentates and he and McGonagall are always arguing because he says the zaniest things. He said his dad used to commentate too. Did you know him?

Isis and Isaiah will be coming home on the train. Isis is angry that she cannot go, and I tried to tell her that she's only a third year, she will have her day. She didn't want to hear all that. Being a first year, Isaiah doesn't really care otherwise.

Uncle Harry says hello. I'm angry at him at the moment because he gave me a mark on my essay that I think was much too low for what I wrote. Talk some sense into him Daddy, he's gone mental. Madison says that it's probably because he has to start all over again raising a new baby. This is baby number five right? Soon he will have a lot of kids like Uncle Ron's mother. Don't have any more kids, Mom. Three is enough, don't you think? One really was enough, but I guess my siblings are cute.

Well, I have to go. Maddy is going to take me and my friends to this exclusive dress shop in Hogsmeade. I love you both and miss you so much. Especially you, Daddy. I told you I love you right?

Love, from your lovely Princess that you adore so much that you would never send a Howler to,

Isabella Mosi-Zabini

Blaise read over the letter his first born had sent him a second time. He couldn't help but laugh at his 15 year old and how she seemed exactly like her mother. He also grimaced at the fact that the kid she mentioned was Lee Jordan's oldest son. It seemed he just couldn't avoid that man. Hopefully the pair would not marry.

He looked up and watched his wife as she got dressed for the evening. They had been married for 14 years and he would still get butterflies looking at her. They were going out to a pretty swanky restaurant with the Malfoys, Weasleys, and Potters to celebrate Draco's company going global. Rashida was wearing a gorgeous gold floor length gown that was backless, much to Blaise's admiration of course.

"Is it too late to transfer her to another wizarding school?" said Blaise.

Rashida laughed as she put on her earrings. "He sounds like a nice boy, Zabini. Give him a chance. This may be the bridge to end to Zabini/Jordan feud that you have been having onesidedly since we were in school."

"It's not one sided. The few times I see Jordan he always asks about you. Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Well I was waiting for Isaiah to turn 18 before I told you that Lee and I have been secretly dating since 2006 and that your son is really here and I's lovechild." joked Rashida. "Boy, I feel glad that it's finally off my chest."

"You're an evil woman, you know that?"

Rashida walked over to Blaise, fixed his tie, and kissed him on the lips.

"Isa will be fine, love." said Rashida reassuringly. "We've raised her right, she knows what to look for on a boyfriend, and she knows to keep her virginity intact, no matter how tempting his eyes and words could possibly be. She's a Mosi-Zabini after all. Meaning that this young Avery will have his hands full."

Blaise relaxed at Rashida's soothing. His wife was right, as she always was. They had raised their firstborn into a fine young lady, a beautiful mix of Blaise's eyes and Rashida's skin tone. She had a bit of her father's arrogance, as well as his charisma, but was also as blunt and kind as her mother.

She wasn't foreign to her mother and father's past. Blaise had told her last year when she had came home for summer holiday the story of the bet and how his mother had reformed him, made him a better person (leaving out details that a 14 year old did not need to know), and how it took them years after school for them to get their love back in order, as he and Rashida both had a lot to learn. He had told her that because she had expressed to him that she had wanted to marry a man just like him. He had told her how he had been at her age, and how he wanted her to marry someone who was better than him, or not marry at all. Her never dating those horrible boys a day in her life seemed wonderful to him.

Unfortunately, not only was she starting to date, but the first boy she chose just had to be a Jordan. He chuckled at the thought. He would get over it later. He hoped that I wouldn't be a trend with his children and Jordans, as Lee had two more sons and a daughter in Hogwarts as well.

"You're right, Shida," said Blaise as he walked over to the mirror and checked his hair (not a hair out of place, he was such a handsome devil). "It's just hard to believe that she's dating now. I just hope that she doesn't meet any Nafume's. And I wouldn't really like for her to meet any versions of my younger self as well."

Rashida sighed. Every now and then Blaise would still beat himself up over the mistakes of his past.

"Blaise, you're a good man," she said as she put her arms around his from behind. "I wouldn't mind her having a man like you in her life. Maybe not one that makes foolish bets, but one that will absolutely love her just like you do me. He will respect her because she will make it known and demand it, just like I did. Don't worry. If he's the one, Avery Jordan wont know what hit him."

Blaise laughed as he turned and faced Rashida. He held her in his arms, his left hand gently moving up and down Rashida's bare back, sending delightful shivers up her spine.

"Have I told you I love you today?"

"You have, but it doesn't hurt to hear it once or twice more."

Blaise grinned and curled his finger under Rashida's chin, bringing her up to his lips. To Blaise, every kiss he and Rashida shared always felt like the first time. Rashida felt the same as she moved her arms from his waist to his neck, her fingers smoothing down the short hair in the back of his head. Blaise moved his kisses from her lips to her neck.

"Keep kissing me like that, and we will be late, and you know how people don't like being kept waiting" said Rashida as Blaise nibbled at the base of her neck.

"Let's make them wait." he growled.

~Fin~

And that's the end, although I did not want to end it. I really love my OC and Blaise's relationship. Maybe I'll write more fics that aren't related to this nor The Untouchables and see what other shenanigans I can get Blaise and Rashida into.

Anyways, I hope you loves the story. Review and tell your friends. I'm still working on The King's Chronicles, as well as trying hard to cure my writers block over my oher WIPs. Im also in the process of writing another Drinny set in Hogwarts during Ginny's sixth year, and another Pots N Pans, but it will be awhile before either of them get posted. I want to end another fic and at least be halfway or almost done with The King's Chronicles before I do.

Enough with my rambling. Ron Weasley's wife out.

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