N/A I do now own anything by J.K. Rowling.
I will in some chapters lightly/creatively copy some of Rowling's work. So if anything comes in line with the book, don't be displeased. However this is in third person but won't have anything to do with Harry, Ron or Hermione's Point of Views. This is a Blaise and Ginny relationship, with eventually a Ginny-Draco friendship.
Anna Warrington is of my creation, is a Slytherin, she's the younger sister of C. Warrington, Dean Thomas mentioned him in the GOF. He would have graduated, although for this story. However, I'm going to give him a full name and call him Conrad Warrington for the sake of his name ever being mentioned in this story.
All the first years are mine as well, since Harry was late for the feast HPP, and there was no first years mentioned in either the 6th or 7th book.
This story won't always follow the book. Most of the events that happened in the J.K. Rowling's masterpiece will be stated/retold in Blaise's POV, Ginny's POV will eventually appear in the story, as in her detentions with Draco, and when her and Blaise really begin talking.
After, pushing through the crowd, and away from the dunderheads Blaise finally met up with the carriages. Knowing that Anna wanted him to meet her in the Great Hall and it was after all just a carriage ride, he wasn't too concerned. Walking with his hands in his pockets, he looked toward the carriage's, seeing Ginerva looking at the same creatures he tried to ignore year after year. Blaise could see the invisible creatures that pulled the carriages to Hogwarts. He sighed sadly as he got into the closest carriage. Blaise could always see the Thestrals, and to him it always was a constant reminder of what his father apparently did to protect him.
Blaise sat in the empty carriage staring out the small window, thinking. He didn't notice that another person had entered as the carriage until it started to move. His head turned to look at the intruder. 'Ginerva Weasley' was his first thought. Blaise was the first one the speak.
"You know, I kind of have to agree with you." The girl looked up who spoke, not realizing that she even knew who she was sitting with.
"Zabini." she growled. "With what?" He actually let you a chuckle. Her face flared in anger.
"That you think I'm a poser." He stated seriously.
"Huh? Agreeing with a Gryffindor." She muttered, glancing at him and then turning toward the window.
"I am, and it is an unnatural thing. I've gone to this school for five years and you are the only person to catch on to my act." Her face became very confused. "I heard Sirius Black died. I'm sorry for the guy. Lestrange is a nasty piece of work." Her face became even more confused if that was possible. "Never met the man, of course. Have had a few encounters with Lestrange, kept popping over." Blaise kept talking trying to make conversation.
"You're taking Sirius's side?" Ginny asked rather interested, even though the boy was a dirty, good for nothing Slytherin.
"I am." He nodded at her. "But don't take it the wrong way. Nothings ever what it is really meant to be." He shrugged. Ginny just stared shaking her head a little and looking back out of the window. "You can see them, the Thestrals? I saw you looking before I climbed in here."
"I can. Who?" She stated with a sigh.
"Eh..." Blaise started, but he actually ended with the truth. "My father, I think."
"You think?" She questioned slowly.
"Yes, I've had three family members die, but I could see them my second year and two of them died when I was still at school. So, I figured it had to be my father." Ginny nodded at his explanation in slight wonderment as to why he was telling her anything. "Are you excited for another year?" he asked.
"I am." She stated. He was in wonderment as of why he couldn't get more than two sentences out of the girl.
"hmm." Blaise sounded, not really sure where this conversation was going any longer, even though it was mostly Blaise that was doing the talking. The two didn't say goodbyes as they left the carriage.
Entering the Great Hall, Blaise scanned over the Slytherin table looking for Anna. Spotting her near the front of the long house table, he let a smile adore his face. Anna was always one to make the first years feel welcome, especially on the first night.
Anna was one -of - a -kind type of Slytherin, she wasn't big on the dark side of war, nor the light. She never was mean to anyone, but she was sneaky, and could hold a grudge like no other if you let her. In her fifth year she was graced of the honor of prefect, but decline. Blaise sometimes wonders why she wasn't made Head Girl, but in the back of his mind he knew that even if she was asked, she would never accept.
"Anna!"He called out to her reaching the spot next to her.
"Blaise." she smiled. "You seem rather chipper, any particular reason?" she asked.
"I'll tell you later." he told her and smiled.
"It's a girl." Anna's face lit up. "You met a girl." she rambled in awe. "Must be one special girl, everyone knows Blaise Zabini is hard to please." she laughed watching the smile fall from his face and pale slightly. "Fine B. I'll stop, just make sure you tell me later." Anna smiled up at him. He nodded slowly.
The two friends because quiet, which was alright with them. Blaise caught words of gossip from down the table of Draco breaking someone's nose, and the name Potter. Once everyone was seated, the small first years came walking through the Great Hall's door. Only one was really on his mind, Regina. Regina was not only one of his newest siblings, but was at her grandparents all summer in Italy. Regina was quite small for her age of eleven, but anyone who saw her could say she one day would be a beauty. Her dark green eyes slightly twinkled as she walked close to the beginning of the line. Her blond hair falling over the top of her expensive school robes without a hair out of place. Blaise only met her twice, and she was the only Conti child that gave him the time of day.
Watching her Blaise began to wonder what house she would land herself in, Slytherin was definaltly not an option for her, for she wasn't all the cunning. Hufflepuff just wasn't going to happen, for Blaise knew if the hat even brought up the idea she'd talk the poor thing out of it. That left Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, and Blaise wasn't hoping for the latter of those.
Blaise listened as names was called.
Adair, Ruth...Ravenclaw
Adair, Trevor...Gryffindor
Berg, Karen ...Slytherin. Blaise clapped with the rest of his house as she came to sit across the table from him.
Branchell, Cora...Gryffindor
Brewer, Mildred...Gryffindor
Buckly, Kendra...Hufflepuff
Every year Blaise took consideration into watching the ceremony, not that it was all that interesting the sixth time around, but Anna was the one person in the school that stepped out of her way for all the little eleven year olds. Blaise knew somehow he'd get dragged along to help, so knowing what he was working with, may just help him.
Burton, Ellen...Ravenclaw
Clarke, Noah...Slytherin. Blaise watched at the kids face lit up at the call of the house. When the boy reached the table he instantly sat right next to Blaise. Finally, his new sister was the next to be called to the stool.
Conti, Regina...Gryffindor. Blaise smiled at her as she cautiously removed herself from the stool, she inclined her head to him and a half smile. Blaise knew that it was possible, but now he was related to a Gryffindor, he knew if anyone found out this may not go over well.
Cooney, Darrell...Slytherin
Cooney, Ornella...Slytherin
The twins joined Noah at the table saying an 'ello to me before turning back to watching the ceremony.
Davies, Ava...Ravenclaw
Dekker, Cornell...Slytherin
De Groot, Hazel...Hufflepuff
De Noir, Hector...Gryffindor
Doherty, Jane...Hufflepuff
Durand, Everett...Slytherin
Blaise clapped when the hat yelled Slytherin, but he was now completely lost in his head. Regina a Gryffindor...
Earl, Phyllis...Ravenclaw
...what was he going to do if anyone found out. He was dead for sure...
Felder, Grady...Slytherin
...what if she now was made to hate him. They have only just met a couple times before...
Ferguson, Fern...Slytherin
...Why did he even care. He knew his mother would never stay married for long...
Flatts, Donald...Ravenclaw
...That wasn't the point. She was smart, how could she not get into Ravenclaw with Adele...
Harrow, Evelyn...Ravenclaw
...He then started to wonder what Adele was thinking...
Kendrick, Royal...Slytherin
...Of course Blaise never thought to owl her or even ask in his mental triad...
Lewrick, Arlette...Gryffindor
...Blaise then turned around and looked for Regina at the Gryffindor table...
Lewis, Robert...Hufflepuff
...Passing over a Red head, he continued to look for his blond sister...
Mazur, Mia...Hufflepuff
...Glancing back over to the Red head, he noticed she was awfully close to Dean Thomas. He knew it shouldn't bother him...
Miles, Claudette...Gryffindor
...Ginny Weasley caught his glaze, and knitted her brows togethe. He held her eyes, looking into pools of light brown...
Novak, Nelson...Ravenclaw
O' Dwyer, Shane...Ravenclaw
O' Rourke, Neal...Gryffindor
...As the newest Gryffindor jumped off the stool, did Ginny's and Blaise's eyes disconnect...
Price, Hugh...Ravenclaw
...Blaise never did find Regina amongst the lion table...
Quinn, Abel ...Ravenclaw
...He realized when he turned back to the Slytherin table that Anna was giving him a weird look. As if she was saying I saw what you saw...
Reels, Conrad...Gryffindor
...He shrugged at her stare, and mouth. 'later'...
Sorin, Sarah...Ravenclaw
Speer, Homer...Hufflepuff
Squire, Arnold...Hufflepuff
Stonestreet, Marrie...Slytherin
...Now finally out of though, did Blaise smile at the small frantic looking girl joining the table...
Taylor, Jeremy...Hufflepuff
...Looking back to the front of the Great Hall to where to stool sat, he noticed that there was only one more boy to be sorted...
Ward, Conner...Hufflepuff
As the sorting ended, food graced the table. It wasn't until just as desert started, that a bloody Potter flew through the Great Hall doors. Blaise rolled his eyes and Granger and Weasley went to his aid. All through desert Blaise felt a odd feeling roll down his spine.
Anna talked hushly during their walk to the common room. "So, related to a Gryffindor are you?" she joked.
"I am, so that's not very amusing." I whispered.
"Hmph...You know me to well..." Anna laughed, stepping up her pace in the hall. A small smile graced his face.
"Anna, I think I'm going to depart from here." Blaise stated.
"Go, clear you heard." She smiled as she mumbled the password and walking to the common room.
Little did he know that he would run into the same red head he had on his mind...