Blaise's skin was itching.
He should've been out of the building minutes earlier, but he had the unfortunate luck of meeting Pansy on his way. It wasn't like he hated his friend, really, she was fun to be around!
Sometimes.
But really he held no ill intention towards her.
It's just the timing of the events. Under normal circumstances, Blaise had no problem with Pansy talking his ear off, but there were certain things he needed to accomplish before he could cope with that.
"Talk to you soon, Pansy!" Blaise waved as he tried to hide the fact that he was quickly walking away. As soon as she waved back at him and went off her way, he immediately tried to speedwalk while maintaining some grace.
As soon as Blaise reached an alley, he couldn't help but scrunch his nose in disgust with all the garbage that was littered around. He grabbed a small box from his coat pocket and pulled a cig with his lips. Blaise was about to light it up when he heard footsteps which caused him to look to his side.
"Weasley?" he questioned, as Ron walked towards him with a stick of an already lit-up cigarette tucked between his fingers.
"Zabini." Ron greeted back, rummaging through his pants and handing Blaise a lighter.
Blaise looked at the small metallic object and then raised his brow at Ron. The man rolled his eyes at him and flicked it open causing a small flame to erupt.
"It's a lighter, muggle contraction to light up things on fire," Ron explained as he urged Blaise to light up his cig. He hesitantly did so but immediately relaxed once he took a drag.
"Comes in handy too when you just want to smoke," Ron continued as he indulged himself with a puff.
Blaise will be sure to ask where he can get one of those lighter things. For now he would enjoy the peace he shared with Weasley.