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My drinking starts to slow and that's when I realize something is missing. Now that I have slowed enough to taste what I am drinking I notice it has a strange flavor. Definitely not what I remember. Then I realize what is missing. My Nadia's moans. I listen closely and she is breathing heavy and a light moan escapes her throat; but not what I know she is capable of or what I should be hearing.
It hits me...hard, and I choke on my next swallow. I pull back from her like I've been burned and i feel tears burning the back of my eyes waiting to be released. I grab my chest and I feel myself gasping for air. I lean on the countertop to keep myself upright. I am still not able to catch my breath well as yet. I feel small hands on my back and she keeps asking about my well being but her words are faint through the blood loudly rushing in my ears. I can hardly hear her. This is the first time in my life I felt as though I wanted to curl up and sob like a child.
I try to pull myself together but before I truly can the rage kicks in. I rip my arm from her grasp. I can't believe she would do this! I'll kill him! Whoever he is! I'll peel the flesh from his bones. I feel myself getting angrier by the second. I'm trying not to explode. An idea comes to me. Granger! Yes, she must have even the slightest idea of who this man is. I spin on my heels and purposefully make my way to the fire place with a frantic Nadia running behind begging me to tell her what the problem is. Oh there won't be any problems, or obstacles by the time I am home love.
Blaise pov
"Granger!" I shout as soon as I duck out of their medium sized fire place and into their living room.
The place has changed over time, I haven't been here in years but it's been updated muggle style if I'm not mistaken. My mother has not stopped prattling on about muggle furniture, customs, food, and clothes. I'm glad to see that she made friends with Nadia's aunt and mother over the years and that she was not all alone.
Draco and Granger live in a nice muggle neighborhood with their children and Dracos mom. They bought the house after their first child was born. It's a four bedroom Victorian yet modern style home which is a big difference to the villa style home I now live in.
"Granger!" I shout louder making my way out of the living room and up the stairs. I hear scrambling when I reach the top and Granger hurries from a room dressed in what I presume to be work clothes and only one high heel on. She must have just gotten home.
"Merlin Zabini! Are you trying to wake the dead? What is it?" She asks whisper shouting.
"Have you seen Nadia with any men recently?" I ask trying to compose myself.
"Well...dray, Harry, Ron, theo-" She begins to list.
"That's not what I bloody mean!" I shout losing my patience. She jumps at the tone of my voice. "Look Granger...I didn't mean to shout. I'm a bit upset at the moment. How many of the veela books have you read?"
"Quite a few." She says looking confused. I expected that answer, I would have been surprised if it was just the one. She is too nosy for that.
"Well you should know already that when a veela drinks from his or her mate it is a very pleasurable experience. It's quite obvious that Nadia and I have already done that and I know what her reaction should be. I just drank from her and not only was her reaction not as intense as it should have been but she tasted...weird." I say and we are both silent for a few seconds. The silence is then filled with a loud gasp and I know that she has connected the dots.
"Oh Merlin! Zabini I-I swear I haven't seen her with any other men other than the ones I listed before and I highly doubts its one of them. Geez...holy crap! Are you sure?" She asks in disbelief.
"Of course I'm sure!" I shout my patience wearing thin. "And how are you sure it's none of the ones you mentioned?" I ask and she looks at me in disbelief. Truly I wouldn't dismiss any one at this point. My Nadia is an enchantingly beautiful woman, and I am not sure if I can trust anyone she listed other than probably Draco.Probably.
"Zabini be serious, they would never do that to you. Plus they all have their own wives! Also I never read anything about a funny taste, maybe you are mistaken. How could you say something like that?" She asks in disbelief.
"Look I don't know what to think anymore and I am not leaving any possibilities out. Plus when has something like having a wife stopped some men from cheating? I know that Draco would be the least likely so you don't have to worry." I say trying to remember if the books or my mother said anything about a weird taste.
"I wasn't worried about Draco asshole! All the rest are good men as well! Ron and Harry would never do that, they are friends with her."
"What about Theo? You're proclaiming that they're all good men but yet you've seemed to have left one out. Are you saying that he would be most likely? Or are you so blinded by the fact that the other two are your best friends that you won't even see the possibility! But I guess ignorance is bliss right? Why the fuck am I here again?" She has the grace to look embarrassed.
"Blaise I-" she begins but I don't let her continue.
"Keep your flimsy excuses to yourself Granger. Just know that when I find out who did this they will meet the fiery unforgiving end of my wand." I say spinning around and leaving a shocked Granger behind.
"Zabini" she says weakly at first. "Zabini!" She shouts this time but I disappear in the flames of the floo throwing a loud 'fuck off' over my shoulder.
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I exit the fire place in my living room and begin to dust the soot off of my clothes while thinking of what I should do or say next. The fire comes to life behind me and I don't have to look to know who it is. Of course she would follow, little shit probably just wants the last say.
"Zabini I wasn't finished talking with you." She says in a reprimanding voice like the one I've heard her use on her son.
"Well I was done talking to you." I say dismissively walking away and I feel her trailing behind me. Before I turn around and let her know once again to fuck off I hear sniffling and what sounds like a soft cry. I start looking around for the source of the noise.
"What is-" Granger begins.
"Shush" I silence her immediately. I see a mop of bushy curly hair in the corner of the stairs and as I get closer I notice it my little girl huddled up crying. I rush over and scoop her into my arms.
"Princess what's the matter? Tell daddy what's wrong." She looks up at me and her face is puffy and red from her crying. She is the splitting image of her mom. "Sweetie tell daddy what's wrong." I check her over frantically to see if she is hurt in any way.
I would move mountains for my little girl. I hate to see her cry and it seems like a trend in this house because both my sons are not immune to her pouting, batting her long eyelashes, or even worse her crying. The only person immune is her mom and that's because they both have the tendency to pull at your heart strings.
"M-m" she begins to cry not even starting her sentence properly before bursting into another bout of tears.
"Shhhh il mio topolino. Tell daddy what's wrong so I can make it better."
"Ma-mummy's sick! I went to the kitchen and she was on the floor and she wasn't moving daddy! She wasn't!" As soon as the words leave her mouth I rush with her to the kitchen and I hear Grangers frantic footsteps behind me. I burst through the door but the rooms is empty, save for a few droplets of blood on the floor. My heart falls into my stomach and my panic level rises to an all new high.
"Princess, look at me! Where is your mother? Was somebody else here? Are you alright did they hurt you? Do you know them?" I fire question after question at my baby girl. Shit I should never have left. If she's hurt I'll never forgive myself. I realize someone else is missing. "Where is your brother?"
il mio topolino- means 'my baby mouse' it's an italian term of affection.
A/n: dun-dun-daaan lol sorry about the short chapter and the cliffy guys but it felt like the right place to end it. Please don't be mad *runs and hides* I will be updating soon though in the next few days, a week the most. Reviews are much appreciated. What's your best guess of what happened? I bet none of you can even guess what's coming next mwahahahahaha *rubs hands together maniacally* Until next time keep calm and be positive.