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[grungykeroppi]

𝐀 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨

Blaise Zabini X gender and house neutral reader

Summary: you share a blanket with Blaise Zabini during a trip to Hogsmeade in a cold fall day, having a stream of consciousness about your future.

the story takes place during third year, there are many references to thypical middle schooler experiences and to coming of age (inspired by my own experience too).

Tags and warnings: fluff, a bit cringe ig.

You always kinda knew Blaise Zabini even though you never really talked to each other, but that was until your third year, during your first visit to hogsmeade.

You walked alongside your housemates and through the crowd behind you, you spotted him with his friends and you had the slight feeling that he was checking you out.

You immediately blushed at the random thought, you’ve never really pictured being with Zabini before and knew he was trouble, but soon you brushed the thought out of your head, thinking it could have been a trick of your hormonal teenage mind.

You continued to walk trying not to think about it too much, but you could clearly feel his gaze stumbling upon your figure from time to time.

What you didn’t know is that he was actually checking you out, in fact he has been for the last three years, remaining unnoticed thanks to his calm and collected behavior, but today it was different; he was quite restless, he glanced in your direction more and more and it was clear that he was looking at you: that was because he planned to make his first move.

He actually asked himself many times if waiting for so long was the best idea, but being untrusty of people and kind of the observer type, it ended up like this anyways.

It was mid fall, but the air was already quite chilly for your liking, so you didn’t really enjoy the trip to hogsmeade, and even after all that walking you didn’t really warm up; you tried staying inside shops as long as possible to keep yourself safe from the cold, but being packed with customers you couldn’t really stay inside for much, so you just decided to hop on a bench near the shrieking shack and snuggle up in your house scarf eating some candies.

You enjoyed being alone like that, the sounds around you almost distracting from the stinging cold, but suddenly you felt some warm fabric covering your shoulders; you got startled at first, but you turned your head: your eyes meeting with the dark gaze of Blaise Zabini. 

“Noticed you were cold and thought about doing something for you” he muttered under his breath, by his words you would say that he was shy, but that wasn’t the case, he was the quiet, stern type, he seemed always confident, never vulnerable.

“Thanks, Zabini” you breathed out astonished by his action acknowledging that the fabric that he threw around you was a brand new blanket, you were surprised that seeing your every small action he was able to read right through you, but you couldn’t seem to get anything about him; “Please, don’t call me that, I hate this things” he responded, taking a seat next to you, while you snuggled under the blanket raising your legs on the bench, so that they would be close to the rest of your body.

“Why? Don’t like your last name?” You asked him while trying to sound cool passing him the opened pack of candies; “No, that’s not it…thanks. You know, I’ve got it from my mum…she’s pretty famous”, “yeah I think I know her…I think you take from her a lot” you told him implying that he was quite attractive, he chuckled in response and thank you with a smile; you probably fed up his vanity and the prize for it was seeing him smile, it was rare seeing him like this, but you immediately noticed the way his plump lips opened up revealing his teeth, wondering if that smile was as sincere as it seemed.

You remained still for a bit staring at his features unable to find any flaw on his face, the closest thing to being a flaw was his prominent greek nose, but it kind of suited him; your gaze wandering along his bare neck and soft jawline; then you wouldn’t have known that you would be around to see those traits change overtime, so you felt unsure of what to do, imagining his reaction to the things you were thinking about, how you could mess everything up and how he could betray your trust, knowing about his usual behavior.

But you thought that after all you were young, you had much time to mess up and heal yourself, what wrong could it do, to open your heart once? You knew that these things wouldn’t go away, even if you never felt them before you also knew that your every small crush could become a painful obsession in your unripe heart.

“Did you buy this just for me?” You said trying to distract him from the way you were admiring his face, and he turned his head at you amused, nodding slightly.

You stayed there, not daring to say anything else, you just got close to him and wrapped one side of the blanket around his right shoulder so that it would cover you both up; he smirked at himself, remaining silent, satisfied that his effort was appreciated.

You didn't know how things would end up eventually; that small gesture being your first step into unknown territory, you decided to take it light-heartedly opening up a possibility you've never contemplated; but that wasn't so bad, you appreciated the attention, the love of another person, something that you thought you'd never be valuable or popular enough for.

You didn't know what Blaise thought of that moment, but you were sure that he wasn't as paranoid as you; in his naive vanity he already had you wrapped around his fingers, however he knew that to keep you close he needed to let go of his pride.

So you two stood there protected from the breeze by a soft blanket, but between the folds of fabric you were as vulnerable as ever.

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