A thousand apologies! I had terrible writer's block and I didn't know quite how to end this, and part of me didn't want to end it anyways, but like all good things, it had to come to an end.
Thanks for all the reviews and reads. I am extremely happy that people liked my OC character Rashida and her relationship with Blaise. I will be coming up with more fics for them, and Rashida will be sticking around and showing up in future fics as well. I love her!
Chapter 40: Love Gone Wrong
"Are you completely sure about this?"
"Yes sir. I had thought about it for a long time."
"But you are so young. And so is she. I mean, I was young as well, but-"
"With all due respect sir, I have never been so sure of anything in my life. I just wanted to speak to you first. My mother said it wouldn't be proper if I didn't."
"And she was right. Well, I appreciate you coming to me about this first. And I see a lot of myself in you. If you're sure this is what you're ready for Blaise, you have my blessing."
"Thank you sir." said Blaise, shaking Rashida's father's hand firmly but excitedly.
"So how do you plan on doing this?" asked Akil. "Her mother would want to witness this."
"After graduation today. At the feats the graduates and families will be having." said Blaise, a huge grin plastered on his face. My mother and nonna would kill me if they didn't get to witness it, so I understand."
Rashida had been given permission to take her N.E.W.T.S. back at her old school, as well as graduate from there, which she had done a week ago. She has returned to Hogwarts to get a special academic award, as well as to see her newfound friends graduate.
She sat there with her parents (who for some reason attended, despite not knowing anyone past Blaise)and watched as her boyfriend, her friends, and the girls that had grown on her like sisters each got their magical diplomas, Hermione being the valedictorian.
It seemed like everything in life finally seemed to be going the right way. She had made friends that she could trust, had a great person in her life that seemed to care about her as much as she cared about him, and she was done with school, ready to take on her next endeavor. Whatever that was going to be.
After the graduation, the parents and graduates were invited back into the castle for a celebration in the transfiguration classroom. 24 students totaled had graduated, so there wasn't any requirements for the great hall to be used, the transfiguration classroom held the students, families, and a few of the teachers nicely.
Blaise pulled Ron aside, feeling like he could talk to him about what was weighing heavily on his mind.
"What's going on with you, mate?" asked Ron, as Blaise had him follow him outside the classroom.
"What I tell you stays between us.' said Blaise, as he dug around in his pocket. "I didn't think Potter or Draco would understand."
"Understand what?"
Blaise pulled out a small blue velvet box from his pocket. He opened it, revealing a very nice blue diamond, the same midnight blue as his eyes, surrounded by smaller clear cut diamonds that formed a twinkling halo around the bigger one.
"Merlin's balls..." whispered Ron.
"I've been thinking about it for weeks now." said Blaise, looking appreciative at the ring. "I wrote to one of our house elves and had him send it to me so my mom and nonna wouldn't know. I wanted everything to be a surprise."
"I get that, but you actually want to marry her?" asked a bewildered Ron. "Like you're seriously going to ask her?"
"What's wrong with her?" said Blaise defensively.
"Nothing, she's brilliant. I'm talking more about you." said Ron, honestly. "You're only 17, you two only been dating for a few months, and plus, are you sure you have gotten all of your slag qualities out of your system?"
Blaise laughed louder than he intended. "It's just an engagement. We can wait to get married, even if it takes years. And yes you ass, I've gotten all my "slag qualities" as you so eloquently put it out of my system. I just want her."
"So basically you're just locking her in? That doesn't sound like a good reason to get engaged."
"Fuck off, Weasley, that's not what I meant." said Blaise, starting to regret telling Ron his plan. "I just want to show her that she is the endgame for me, you know? I read don't care to be with anyone else. All I want and all I'll ever want is her. I love her, Weasley. I thought I would never feel that shit for any girl ever, and I am in love with her. And I want her to know that."
Ron blinked absentmindedly at his friend. "And you just can't tell her that?"
"I knew I should have kept my damn mouth shut."
"No, I get it, I do. I feel that way with Hermione. I'm just making sure you have completely thought it all through. You know that's why you came to me with this, and not anyone else." said Ron.
"I'm sure. This is what I want to do. And I'm going to do it within the hour." said Blaise. "Don't tell the others, it I'll end you."
Ron sighed. "Well, if you are sure, then I'm happy for you, mate. Rashida's a fine witch." said Ron, sticking out his hand for Blaise to shake.
"See, why didn't you just say that from the start? laughed Blaise as he shook it.
The boys went back in and sat with their families. Blaise's mom and nonna were in an interesting to them but not to anyone else conversation about fabric patterns and materials and how they differed in their respectable homelands, while Rashida say there and watched, looking completely over the exchange.
"Not joining in with women's talk?" joked Blaise as he sat down beside her.
"As much as I love fashion, my mom and your folks excitement about it is exhausting." groaned Rashida, resting her head on her fist.
"Well, if you come with me, I bet you I'll have a more interesting story to tell you." said Blaise as he stood up and held his hand out for Rashida to take.
"Blaise, my parents are here." she mouthed.
"Not that, you loon." laughed Blaise. "Just come on."
Rashida took Blaise's hand and allowed him to help her from her seat and lead her to the middle of the room. The tables formed a semi-square to which there was an opening at the door.
The room's attention slowly started to focus on them, with Hermione leaning towards Ron to ask what was going on.
"Just watch." he whispered back, trying to conceal his grin.
"Can I have everyone's attention, please? Especially Shida's and my parents?" said Blaise loudly.
The room grew quiet as the rest of their eyes fell on the middle of the floor. Rashida looked bewildered at Blaise.
"What are you doing?" she whispered.
Blaise took a deep breath, pulls the small box once again from his pocket, opened it, and knelt down.
All the ladies in the room gasped. Especially Blaise's mother, grandmother, and Rashida's mom.
Harry looked as if he had been unexpectedly slapped "What the bloody-"
"Shut up!" hissed Pansy, her eyes twinkling with excitement.
"Shida, ever since I met you, you've had m, even though it wasn't in the beat of circumstances." began Blaise. "True, we didn't get on very well, what with me being only focused on one thing, and you reading me like an opened textbook, but you figured me out, told me about myself, and willed me to do better. No other woman had ever done that to me before. And even though I still had some malicious intent with gaining you, you slowly started to break down my walls, forcing me to grow up and become a man, something that I'm very glad you did."
He took Rashida's shaking hand, holding it firmly into his. "I honestly don't see myself wanting to be with anyone else. You're the one for me, and I wanna prove that in front of everyone. Will you marry me?" he asked, beaming up at his completely astonished girlfriend.
The room was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.
Rashida stared back at Blaise, eyes beginning to moisten. He looked so happy, so eager. She wanted so badly to say the words that she knew would make him jump for joy.
"Blaise...I.."
"We don't have to rush, love." Blaise said quickly. "We can do it whenever you like, it doesn't matter."
"Blaise...you know I love you..." said Rashida, kneeling down in front of him herself.
Blaise felt his heart wanting to drop to his feet. "Are you about to say-"
"But, I don't think this would be a good time." said Rashida, placing a gentle hand on Blaise's cheek as she spoke soft enough for only him to hear. "We're too young to be engaged to each other. We only just graduated school, we don't have jobs lined up for ourselves, we haven't even done things to find ourselves yet. Do you even know what you want to do in life?"
Blaise looked offended. "It doesn't matter what I want to do or you want to do. We can do whatever we want. I just wanna be with you."
"We can still be together without a ring for a while, can we?" asked Rashida. "Don't you wanna travel the world? See what's beyond Italy and Hogwarts?"
"And we can't do that if we're engaged?" said Blaise, getting a bit louder.
"I didn't say that, I'm just saying we are only 17. We have so much to live for. We don't need to be engaged." said Rashida.
"So, you don't want to marry me?" growled Blaise, his temper slowly rising.
Rashida looked pleadingly at Blaise. "I never said...I mean...Blaise...I
Oh, I can't do this." she whimpered out.
"You can't do what? What do you mean by this?!" said Blaise, standing up quickly, Rashida rising as well.
"Blaise, you're being-"
"No." said Blaise, snatching away from Rashida's reach. "You can't do this? Fine. We won't do this."
And with that, Blaise threw down the box and stormed out of the door.
Rashida felt as if her feet were made of anchors. Her parents looked at their daughter, not knowing what to do. Nobody said anything, did anything. Nobody knew what action to take.
Hermione stood up slowly and walked over to Rashida's trembling form. "What happened?" she asked in a whisper.
"I..."
"Okay people, back to your libations." said Pansy, loudly to the dumbstruck crowd. "She doesn't need you gawking at her!"
Akil looked appreciative at the shouting witch. "Good friends Shi-Shi has." he said to his wife.
"Come on." said Hermione, taking Rashida by the hand and leading her out of the room. Pansy followed closely behind.
Blaise walked blindly around the school, not even the slightest idea as to where he wanted to go.
She rejected him. She fucking rejected him. What was all of that bullshit she spewed?! How can they not live their lives and still be engaged to each other?!
He felt betrayed, unwanted. Did she not love him like she said she did over the past couple of months? Was she still using him as a stupid little project of reforming the bad boy?
Blaise couldn't believe how h had embarrassed himself in front of his family and his mates. He confessed his love to this one girl, and she rejected him in front of everybody.
He was done. Done with it all. He decided then and there that he was no longer going to be a fixer upper for Rashida any longer. He needed to get back to the way he was. Back to what was safe for him. Back to what was familiar. Especially since she herself said that she couldn't do it anymore.
He knew exactly what to do.
Hermione and Pansy rushed Rashida to the nearest empty classroom and slammed the door, putting up a silencing charm.
"What in the world!" exclaimed Pansy.
"Did you know this was going to happen? What happened?"
Rashida finally let the tears fall. "I told him...I told him that we were too young. That we needed to live our lives, that I just couldn't do it."
"I can't believe he actually proposed to you, Rah." said Hermione, conjuring up a napkin and handing it to Rashida, who was starting to become undone.
"That took a lot for him to do." said Pansy, not knowing how to feel. "Why did you say no? I thought you loved him."
"I do love him!" said Rashida. "Merlin knows I'm mental over him. I was just...shocked and amazed and confused! I never expected him to do that. And for us to be only 17? Why would he want to be tied down to me at such a young age?!"
"Because he loves you, blind one!" yelled Pansy, grabbing Rashida's face. "Blaise is never one to proclaim anything. Took him forever to admit that his feelings for you was real, he was the first to say the L word, and for him to want to be engaged to you, knowing how pureblood engagements work-"
"Wait, what are you talking about?" interrupted Hermione. "What does being a pureblood have to do with anything?"
"Well, when two purebloods become engaged, they are immediately bonded as soon as the ring is placed on the witch's finger ." explained Pansy. "It's a huge deal that can only be broken by death or infidelity. And in the case of infidelity, the cheater is cursed. Blaise knows that risk, we are all taught that. It isn't the case with a pureblood and a Muggleborn, so when and if Ron was to propose to you, that wouldn't happen."
Hermione blushed at the happy thought of Ron asking her to marry him, but quickly pushed the thought to the side to focus on her friend.
"I just don't want him to regret me, that's all." said Rashida, wiping a tear from her cheek. "He could have any girl he wants, and with the way he is now, he would be great. I just don't want him to feel like he has to be with me."
"He must have thought long and hard about this then, Rashida." said Hermione. "Something like that couldn't have been taken lightly with him. He loves you. And if he feels in his heart that you are who he wants to spend the rest of his life with, then that's how he feels."
Rashida sat on one of the dusty chairs. She felt she had made a terrible mistake in rejecting him.
"I need to find him." she said, standing back up. "Maybe I can fix it before he thinks that I broke it off or something. I think he feels when I said I couldn't do this, that I meant I couldn't be with him."
Hermione gasped. "Rashida, you didn't!"
"Oh no!" yelled Pansy. 'You're gonna have the boy off himself off the Astronomy tower!"
She grabbed Rashida's hand and pulled her out of the room, Hermione running behind them.
They races towards Slytherin dungeons. On the way there, they ran into Ginny, who was coming out of the great hall with the rest of the school.
"What's going on?" she asked, looking at her friends worried expressions.
"Less talk, just follow!" said Hermione as the girls started to run again.
They didn't stop until they made out to the entrance of Slytherin house. Pansy gave the password, and they hurried along inside.
They made their way to where Draco and Blaise's dorm was. Rashida threw open the door, ready to tell Blaise that she was sorry, that she loved him, and that she would gladly marry him today if he wanted to do so.
All words flew out of her head the moment she saw a shirtless Blaise jump up from the arms of a blonde headed girl Rashida never noticed a day since she came to Hogwarts.
Pansy, Hermione, and Ginny's jaws dropped. Rashida stood still as a statue, not able to form a complete sentence to say. Blaise looked hurt, but at the same time, heartless. The girl looked stunned.
"What...what is this?" said Rashida, in a voice that was dripping in unspeakable rage.
Blaise looked as if he was trying to mask his pain. "You said you couldn't do it anymore, so why should I? You acted as if you didn't want me. I fucking proposed to you and you rejected me. You shouldn't give a fuck about what I'm doing if you don't give a fuck about how I feel."
Rashida felt as if she had been set on fire. She had so much to say, so much she wanted to do. Instead of saying or doing anything, she turned around and walked out of the door.
The girls watched her walk off and then turned back to Blaise.
"You cheating bastard." growled Ginny, whipping out her wand and aiming it at Blaise.
"And you Astoria!" yelled Pansy. "What the hell?!"
Astoria Greengrass looked at the girls and back at Blaise, who looked as if he was going to explode.
"Me? Cheating?!" yelled Blaise. "She ended it! She said she couldn't do it anymore! She's the one who rejects me and I'm apparently the cheater?!"
"She didn't break up with you, your ignorant toad!?" yelled Hermione. "She thought that you didn't think things through. She thought that you would regret being bonded to her! You didn't even take the time to try and talk to her about it! Instead you go back to being a bloody slag?!"
Blaise looked as if the color was going to drain from his face. "But...she..."
"She told us that she didn't say it to break up." said Pansy. "She just didn't want to be a mistake to you. But by the looks of things, joy really don't deserve her."
"Look, we didn't do anything." said Astoria, putting her hair in a bow. "I mean, we were talking, he took off his shirt and we were about to kiss, but Blaise hesitated, and-"
"I gotta go find her!" said Blaise, running past the girls and out of the room.
He quickly caught up with Rashida, as her heart and mind had heavily weighed her entire body down.
"Shida, I'm sorry." said Blaise, walking beside her. "Are you hearing me?!"
Rashida said nothing as she continued to focus on the air in front of her. She could feel her temperature rising, her magic flowing angrily through her veins.
Blaise stopped in front of her, forcing her to stop.
"Shida, please, talk to me."
"What is there to talk about? You assumed whatever bullshit you assumed and then quickly jumped to the next one. You just couldn't wait, could you?"
"Rashida, I had thought-"
"You fucking thought wrong, didn't you? You must have not really wanted to be with me, if you was so quick to jump into a bed with another bitch not even an hour after proposing to me. And you had the gall to question my love?" said Rashida, fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall.
"But I didn't get anywhere with her!" confessed Blaise. "She was in the common room, I was hurt, she followed me to my room trying to see what was wrong, I had taken off my shirt only because I was hot, I swear. I was yelling at her about what happened. She gave me a bunch of shit about you, and like an idiot I went along with it, and then when she leaned in to kiss me, I stopped myself from doing it. I really did. And that's when you caught us. You have to believe me."
"Do I?" said Rashida as blue sparks started to go off in her palms. "Why should I? You lied to me from the very beginning. Trying to win my favor only because you wanted to fuck me. This whole relationship's foundation is built on a pathetic bet! You only pretended to change to get what you wanted. And I guess you liked it, so you told me you loved me and stuck around for more."
"That's not true and you know it, Rashida!" yelled Blaise, taking her hand, trying hard to ignore the sparks emitting from it that were actually hurting him some. "If I truly felt that way, why the fuck would I propose to you in front of every fucking body?"
"Who knows how your heartless mind works, Zabini." said Rashida, the sound of his last name cutting Blaise like a knife. "If this was the other way around, I would have never found solace in another like you did, no matter how pissed off I was. Now, I really can't do this. And by this, I mean us. It's over."
Rashida tried to walk off, but Blaise held tightly into her hand. "Shida, no, no no no no wait! Don't do this, I'm sorry! Nothing happened, I told you this!"
"Nothing happened because I interrupted it. Had I not, no telling what you would be doing to the whore right now."
"Rashida, please."
"Let me go." she growled, but Blaise didn't budge.
"No, I'm not gonna let you go!" he yelled. "We are going to go somewhere and talk about this, please!"
"I SAID LET ME FUCKING GO!" screamed Rashida, as a burst of magical energy came exploding from her body, sending Blaise back against the wall.
Rashida looked positively terrified at the uncontrolled magic she had just displayed. She longed to see if the now knocked out Blaise was okay, but her heart wouldn't let her. She walked off, allowing the tears to fall anywhere they wanted.
When Blaise came to, he found himself surrounded by Harry, Draco, Ron, his mother, and his grandmother. His head was pounding and his body ached horribly. He felt as if he had been hit by a dozen bludgers.
"What the bloody hell..." he moaned.
"Oh he's up!" said Camilla, instantly patting Blaise's face with a warm rag. "How do you feel, baby? Someone get that healer lady over here!"
"Ma?" groaned Blaise.
"Oh good, you recognize me! That means your memory didn't get knocked around. I'll go get the healer." said Camilla as she left to go find Madam Pomfrey.
"Memory? I remember..."
Flashes of the event came gushing back to Blaise. The proposal, the encounter with Astoria, him chasing after Rashida, and her accidentally blasting him off of her.
'"Where is she?" he asked Somara, who simply shook her head. She looked to the boys for some kind of help.
Draco sighed, feeling bad for having to drop the bomb on his best friend. "She's gone, mate." he said.
"Gone?!" said Blaise, sitting up. He instantly regretted sitting up as fast as he did, as his head felt dizzy. "Shit! No, where is she?"
"She's gone." repeated Ron. "She came back in the room like an hour after you two left, said something short to her parents, and they all walked off."
"We haven't even seen the girls to see if they knew what happened." said Harry.
Blaise groaned. After his mom arrived with pain potions that madam Pomfrey had given her for him to take, he quickly swallowed them, and told everyone what happened, earning a swift slap across the back of his head from his grandmother, and a look of disappointment from his mom.
"I didn't cheat!" he protested. "I thought I was going to, but I changed my mind. I was going to..."
"While I'm angry at you for even having sex ("Like you didn't know the boy was already having sex. Even I knew that." scoffed Somara), I'm even more upset that you would actually do such a thing to that girl. She would never hurt you!" said Camilla.
"I know she wouldn't." sighed Blaise. "Which is why I didn't do it. But she didn't want to hear that. I had already hurt her with even the sight of potential infidelity."
"So what are you going to do?" asked Harry.
Blaise looked at Harry as if he were stupid. "What kind of question is that? I'm going to find a way to get her back, of course!"
"You're mental." said Draco. "She doesn't want shit to do with you."
"Fuck off!"
"Blaise Zabini!"
"I'm not saying that to be an ass, mate." said Draco, trying to be sincere. "I'm trying to be realistic. Rashida is just as stubborn as you are, if not more. You're saying this like it's an easy task, when it isn't."
"Malfoy's right. " said Ron, as if it hurt for him to admit to that fact. "Fancy words and gifts won't work on her."
"Don't you think I know that?!" yelled Blaise.
"Well then, act like you know it." said Camilla. "Give her some time to calm down. She will need some time. And then, maybe one day, she will listen to you."
"How much time?" asked Blaise.
Somara shrugged. "As much time as she needs. Days, weeks, months, even years. Catching you looking like you cheat isn't the only problem. The fact that you thought so little of her decision, the fact that you made it all about you and your feelings, not even trying to ask the poor girl why she told you no, it was selfish. Very selfish. And it shouldn't be forgiven so lightly."
Blaise nodded. His nonna was right. Rashida was all about how the mind worked, rather than most actions. He knew that she would have almost an eternity to forgive his thought process and motives, more than likely thinking that he would be like that always.
But Blaise knew that he had made a terrible mistake. A mistake that needed to be rectified. He knew in his mind as well as his heart that Rashida was all he needed and wanted in his life.
And if it took forever to get her back, he would do so.
~Fin~
I know some of you more than likely do not like this ending. I don't even like this ending. HOWEVER, the story isn't over yet.
There will be a sequel to this. It will focus mainly on Blaise and Rashida, and my plan is for it to take place five years after this one. I have the idea on how I want it to go, just haven't put it into words yet. It will be awhile before it will be posted, but I promise you won't be disappointed.
Thank you so much for being on this ride with me. Once again, the story is not over. Blasida will rise again soon.
Until then, check out The King's Chronicles if you haven't already. It's the HP series, written in Ron's POV. This is a project that I'm doing very good with writing, so check it out!
Mrs. Ronald Weasley out!
