#☯ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ ⠀ 。゜ ⠀ ★ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ﹕Blaise

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✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Open Starter » { Blaise }

✦ —   * ⠀ / ⠀ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ⠀﹕⠀ ❪ Anyone ❫

❝Just give me a second.❞ Blaise voiced, hand raising in the air. ❝Attempting to give a fuck… Attempting harder to give a fuck…❞ He trailed off, letting the silence linger a bit in attempts to make the other uncomfortable so they'd hopefully get the picture and leave him alone. ❝Sorry, there was an error; fuck not given.❞ The Slytherin remarked, a slight smirk resting in the corners of his lips. ❝Would you like me to try again or are we good?❞ He asked, almost amused the other was still here.

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Blaise knew eventually that he'd have to return to Romania, after all he had a job. Had somewhat of a life there, not an all that exciting life if one were to ask his mother. But she didn't count because he ideal of exciting was completely different from his, had found it weird that he hadn't even consider having at least flings if he didn't want to settle down. Even if she thought it was a bit ridiculous that he hadn't, had the nerve to joke that if it didn't work out then she could always help make the problem go away. He had refused to talk to her for a week after that, he had to deal with enough growing up due to her reputation of being a Black Widow since her husbands kept ending up dead. He used to hide at his mate's home for a few weeks during those times when he was younger, almost wish he still could but now that he was dead and gone that would be impossible.

But he still had Hermione, the only person Blaise had truly ever loved. Although he tried avoid his mother and her from interacting, not because he was ashamed of Hermione but because he was ashamed of his mother. And she was the only one who that now besides him since the only other one was gone now, though Hermione used to know practically all of his secrets except the fact Blaise was deeply and truly, head over heels in love with her. And being back here with her now, those feelings were still ever so present even if one would have thought he'd move on by now. Like he hadn't been away from her as long as he did, which was almost humorously sad to think about but he had to shake himself out of his thoughts, just focused on comforting her. ❝Of course I am, besides if I find out anyone dares judge you then I'll hex them.❞ He joked half heartedly, despite being almost serious. After all he's hexed several idiots for their rude comments about her plenty of times throughout their school years, he was just careful not to get caught. He didn't even tell her because he knew she'd disapprove but did he regret it when those people stopped their remarks about her? No.

Dark hues widening slightly when it was turned to him but that didn't last long, a soft melancholy but rueful expression settled upon his features within a heartbeat of a second later. A tremulous, mournful smile tugged at his lips. ❝You don't have to apologize Hermione, it's fine. In situations such as these, things like that can slip the mind. Even if the male has been my best mate since we were infants, you were married to him and was expecting to spend your life with him so can understand it in a way.❞ Zabini voiced softly before a slight shrug was given moments later, a sigh falling from his lips. ❝If I'm being honest then I don't want to believe that he's gone, that it's like a bad dream that I'm going to wake up from eventually. That he'll walk in at any minute and say a mistake had been made because it's certainly a mishap cause he certainly isn't dead but I know that's denial in it's finest. But I also feel tremendous guilt for not being around to see him more often, for not being there when he needed me. I feel like if I was then maybe this wouldn't have happened but that's silly I know but it's how I feel, also feel like the dam is going to break at any second and the flood gates will open. And when that happens, I don't know if I can get them to close. I don't know, I'm just a mess but I'll be fine, eventually I hope. But I'm sorry for not being around more often, I really am.❞

hermione returns the smile weakly. it was small moments like these as the years drew them apart that hermione remembered and deeply missed how it used to be between them. blaise had always been a solid support system — someone she could without a doubt rely on in the most trivial of circumstances. it was just a shame that it took her husband kicking the bucket for life to pull them back together again. hermione doesn't even want to think about how long she had until blaise inevitably travelled back to romania. she pushes those thoughts away and focuses on his hands on her cheeks. almost instantly, she relaxes, leaning into them. she doesn't think about how odd the two looked to anyone passing by. "i guess you're right." hermione sniffles, and she feels a bit silly for worrying about how she'd appear in the papers at a time like this. "how are you holding up? i'm sorry — i forgot to ask. i've been so wrapped up in myself... i know he meant a lot to you too."

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♡ FULL NAME: Blaise Aristide Zabini ♡ KNOWN AS: Bae, Bai, Little Fire ♡ BIRTHDAY: December 31, 1979 ♡ GENDER & PRONOUNS: Male - He /Him ♡ ORIENTATION: Biromantic, Demisexual ♡ BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood ♡ HEIGHT: 5’11” ♡ WEIGHT: 143 lbs ♡ EYE COLOR: Brown ♡ HAIR COLOR: Black ♡ SPECIES: Wizard (Human) ♡ PLACE OF RESIDENCE: The Zabini Family Estate on the moors of Yorkshire, Hogwarts ♡ OCCUPATION: Student, Dragonologist, Professional Quidditch Player ♡ HOUSE: Slytherin ♡ PATRONUS: Panther or Polar Bear ♡ WAND: 12", Black Walnut, Dragon heartstring ♡ FACECLAIM: Reece King

BIOGRAPHY

Blaise Zabini was the son of a famously beautiful witch who had been widowed seven times over by 1996. Blaise’s father was his mother’s first husband. He died before she even knew she was pregnant, and as soon as she learned of this fact, his hurried to get a second husband, so that her baby wouldn’t be born fatherless, as that, in her eyes, was a dreadful event. From then on, she has re-married several times, her six marriage imminent now, and Blaise couldn’t really care less. He never paid much attention to his mother’s husbands, not even considering them as stepfathers. Besides they all seem to mysteriously disappear, only to be found dead. Which each husband's death occurred both under suspicious circumstances and left the already wealthy Ms. Zabini and her son with more money. Blaise is vain, prejudiced, and lazy. Cool-tempered most of the time, more worried about his hair than homework or grades, and someone who’d rather watch the show than be a part of it, Blaise prefers to observe, do as little as possible, and do his best not to anger his mother – the only person whose opinion truly counts to him, mostly because he knows of what exactly she is capable of, and does not wish to end up like one of her husbands. Even so, deep inside, and very well hidden, Blaise can actually be someone kind and caring. This side is never shown, though, mostly because Blaise denies to himself ever being capable of such Hufflepuff traits.

Due to his mother’s friendships, Blaise was at least acquaintance with almost every single pureblood family. When it comes to the Malfoys, even after Lucius’ not-so-heroic deeds, his mother kept her tight friendship with Narcissa, and so Blaise grew up knowing Draco since he was very little. And due to that, they've became best friends. The only other kid that Blaise knew better besides Malfoy was Theodore, since their mothers were best friends. Forming a close friendship with him as well. But his friendship with Pansy and Daphne – fruit again of his mother’s contacts – taught him the consequences of being too close to blood-traitors, and so Blaise always tried to keep a distant from people.

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✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Answered » { Daphne }

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Dialing Daphne Greengrass followed by the all so annoying dial tone was what Blaise had listened to for the past few minutes, he was almost tempted to hang up when he received the female's voicemail. Which caused him to sigh, was still tempted to just hang up but instead he left a message.

Great golden Gobstones! Has a Kneazle got your tongue? I mean what's the point in telling me to give you a howler if you don't answer? That's the million-Galleon question, isn't it? Tsk, time is Galleons and this tip of the dungheap Greengrass. Honestly if you don't wanna talk over this thing that's fine, there's more than one way to skin a Kneazle. Nah, I'm just yanking your wand Daphne, don't worry but seriously you looked like you saw a Dementor before looking like someone just killed your Crup before you took off earlier so I was just calling to see if you were okay. So are you okay? If you need someone to talk to then I'm down to lend you my ear, if not that's fine. But hey, give me a call sometime. Kay? Bye. Oh! In case you didn't know, this is Zabini.. Blaise Zabini. Okay, for reals now. Bye Daphne.

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❝Are you aware, really?❞ Blaise asked, dragging out the last word on purpose. A devilish smirk rested upon his features, despite the fact he knew he really shouldn't be causing any issues right now. Especially if he wanted to get this over with sooner than later but for merlin's sakes, he just couldn't help himself. It was just too much fun trying to irritate Hermione, besides maybe if he annoyed her enough then maybe she'd hurry the hell up so they could leave.

A sigh escaping his throat as he shook his head, cause no - he had to be serious. He was assigned to protect her and irritating her to the point she may storm off wasn't wise, it would put her in danger and he'd get in trouble. Something that he rather avoid, so he had to play nice with her. Why in Merlin's name did he have to be assign to protect Granger? Better yet, why the bloody hell did Zabini have to decide to become a bodyguard? He did not know.

❝Of course I'm not, everything about this absolutely sucks dragon balls. Honestly I thought being stuck with you for years was bad, being responsible for your safety is so much worse. Especially knowing that if I fail, I'll never be able to live it down. My rep will be ruined completely, since you know all the stupid bullshit I have to deal with for being a Slytherin will only get worse if I fail. Honestly why couldn't Potter babysit you? He's already got the hero crap down to a tee.❞ Blaise groaned, hands flying in the air in surrender. ❝Fine Granger, just tell me what I can do for you so we can get this over with faster?❞

❧ Last of Us (show) Starters ☙

➤ @slytherintragedy asked: ❝ as much as i love arguing with your stubborn ass…we’re on a mission here. ❞ - Blaise

  ❝I'm very aware,❞ She responds with a roll of her eyes. Gods, Slytherins. Though, really, they shouldn't define themselves by their Hogwarts houses anymore, should they? Grown adults, bickering over silly things when they had a job to do. Blaise was assigned to her to protect her as she went out herb gathering for something she was working on for the Ministry, though really it was for her own bit of research.

  She wanted to help Lycanthropy, the wizards and witches suffering with it more specifically. If there was a way to cure it, or make the transformations more manageable— if there was a way to retain one's sense of self whilst being in that form... she wanted to help.

  ❝Look, Zabini, I know you're not okay with this arrangement,❞ She gestures between the two of them, ❝but it would help me more if we cooperated. Then we could get this over with a lot faster, wouldn't you agree?❞

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✪ 。゜ ⠀ ☆ 。゜ ⠀ ★ Answered » { Blaise }

✦ —   * ⠀ / ⠀ 𝙁𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍 ⠀﹕⠀ ❪ @acourtcfmuses ❫

For most parts, it was a peaceful, warm, sunny day. So Akira couldn't resist taking the opportunity to enjoy it, which is how she found herself walking along the shore of the Black lake. And she was completely alone it seemed, at least until she was joined by Blaise. But the female didn't exactly mind it, she liked the male's company. Even if they were just walking in silence, but it wasn't too long before it was broken. And when it was, she couldn't help but to look at him. Eyes scanning over his features as she studying him carefully before she shrugged. ❝He has never told me he loved me, and I never assumed he did.❞ Akira remarked, not sure why it even mattered. ❝Why?❞

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❝There is a billion, maybe more people on this planet. And yet, I did choose you to bother. You wanna know why?❞

@slytherintragedy liked for a lyric starter and got LEMONS (with Cavetown) by Byre.

"there's a billion people on this planet that you could go and bother, but for some reason you chose me."

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It's been a hell of a day, first with early quidditch practice then with classes and now with the ridiculous incident with some Gryffindors. Honestly Blaise was over it, just ready for the day to be over with. Yet he had a while to go so he made his way to the great hall, would attempt to study for a bit til it was time to eat. Though as soon as he approached the Slytherin table, he was met with Bianca's question. Which caused him to sigh as he sat down across from her, then he shrugged. ❝What hasn't happened that's a better question.❞ Zabini remarked. ❝It's been a rough day, one that ended in a tussle with some Gryffindors but it's nothing to worry about...❞ The male admitted. ❝Why? Do I look terrible or something?❞

@slytherintragedy || Closed Starter || Bianca and ? || Golden Trio Era

Bianca lowered her quill, as she lift her head, while she sat at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall.

She tilt her head, watching the other approach, her eyes looking them over.

"What happened to you?" She asked curiously, brow raised.

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❝Oh no, it must be the end of the world to run into lil ole me.❞ Blaise remarked sarcastically. A soft snicker passed through his lips moments later as the male rolled his eyes, clearly mistakes were made because obviously it wasn't intentional on his part to run into her. ❝You are more than welcome to leave then cause the only amateur I see is you. Besides I don't know what your problem is but there's no need to act like that, especially when I didn't do anything to you.❞

"oh, good, you're here too." but it clearly wasn't good at all. ginny crosses her arms over her chest, her patience growing increasingly thin the minute the other appeared. "not like we needed more amateurs around or anything." / @slytherintragedy

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Another snicker left his throat as he rolled his eyes. ❝Hm, whatever you say. But you know that's just a blessing for us, means you won't try anything.❞ Blaise remarked, ignoring the muggle slang because honestly he didn't care. Why would he? Muggles were insufficient. ❝Yeah, two hours of nothing but fun. Unless you are such a bore like Granger then I guess you gotta risk a possible failing grade.❞ The Slytherin remarked, would the other go for it, well that was still up for debate. But when she held out her hand and told him he had a deal, he smirked as he took her hand and shook. ❝Perfect so put the books down and come on!❞

Violet raised an eyebrow at the lame attempt at humor on her ex-best friends part. "Oh shut up. You and Malfoy aren't all that or a bag of chips either." She muttered, using a Muggle phrase she'd overheard her cousin telling one of his lackeys when he tried asking a girl out. "Two hours of nothing but having fun." Violet repeats slowly, thinking the idea over in her head. She pictured what Hermione would say but remembered how she'd sided with Weasley in the end. "You've got yourself a deal, Zabini." She held out her hand for a shake to seal the deal.

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Staying away from Hermione for as long as he did, it was torture on Blaise's heart. But seeing her happy and in love with his best mate felt like his heart was being torn into a million pieces then stabbed over and over again. He couldn't win, no matter what he did and he knew that. Yet watching her suffer because she lost her husband, Merlin's good gracious he wanted to trade places with his mate so she wouldn't hurt no more. However it would've still hurt her if she lost him, so again there was no winning in this situation. That didn't mean Zabini wouldn't do whatever it took to make Granger happy once more, even if it took awhile to get there. ❝Hermione, you don't have to thank me. You should know by now that I'd do ANYTHING for you, all you have to do is ask.❞ Blaise stated candidly, looking at Hermione with a small but warm smile. Tilting his head slightly when he noticed the alarm on her features before sighing, shaking his head before gently cupping her cheeks and running his thumb up and down in what he hope was a soothing motion. ❝It's a bit obvious but don't forget how well I know you, I know your tendencies Remicakes. Besides I probably notice things that others don't, it's a blessing and a curse. And one could assume that sleep doesn't come easily when mourning a loss of someone you loved dearly but no one is going to judge you for it, you do know that, right?❞ Honestly if anyone judged her for being a mess then Zabini would hex them in a heartbeat, didn't even care if he got in trouble for it. Okay, maybe a little but only cause he didn't want to put his best friend through anymore distress than she already was going through.

hermione missed blaise more than her heart could handle, and more so now that her husband had passed. his kind words cracked the tiniest of smiles — the first she'd smiled all week. she'd forgotten how easy it was around blaise. even when they were younger and far less emotionally mature, hermione could count on blaise to cheer her up. "i'm relieved i don't have to find out. thank you, blaise. seriously. for coming out here, for everything." she says, letting out a tired exhale. hermione pulls back and looks at him in alarm. while it was perfectly reasonable to be distraught and unkempt at her husband's funeral, the last thing she wanted was to see said distraught and unkemptness in the next daily prophet. she could just read rita's snarky little comments now: golden girl rusts as husband is sent six feet under. "is it that obvious? i tried to be more subtle about it. what gave it away?"

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A snicker left his throat as Blaise noticed the confusion on Violet's face, quirking an eyebrow as he looked down at her. She was definitely smaller than him, coming to about his neck but he was 5'11 so what did he expect? ❝Well it's a good thing that we don't want you to, huh?❞ The Slytherin asked, rolling his eyes once more. ❝To be fair, who would want to touch Weasley? Besides miss color aka Lavender Brown who is missing a few screws..❞ He stated. ❝So will you bloody relax or I will purposely fail so you will.❞ Blaise remarked in annoyance. ❝I'll tell you what, you live two hours on the wild side and I'll spend two hours doing nothing but focusing on the assignment. No excuses or distractions, deal?❞

The red head blinked at Zabini in confusion, her head tilting to the left side for a second before she straightened up to her full height of 5'3". " I'll have you know that I wouldn't touch you or Malfoy with a 200 foot pole." She stated confidently. "Or Weasley for that matter." She had no idea where he got the last pairing but it made her stomach roll in disgust. "Trust me, I know. I've seen your report card."

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❝Of course Hermione, there is no force on earth that would have stopped me from coming..❞ Blaise admitted softly. Sure it had been awhile since they last saw each other, had put a bit of distance between them after she married his best friend. Only because it hurt to see them together but he didn't want to ruin anything for either of them, so he limited his visits. Focused on trying to move on with his life, had moved Romania to work at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary. But when he got the news, he dropped everything and rushed back for HER. Because no matter what, Zabini would always dropped everything just for her. Had yet mourned the loss of his best mate, instead he just sat there next to her, letting her use him as support like always. His head rested upon hers that rested upon his shoulder as he hummed softly to her words. ❝I don't know about that Remi, you're stronger than you think. It would be hard but you could've done it, luckily you don't have to because I'm here for you whenever you need me, always. But have you gotten any sleep or are you trying to reminiscence our school days and use methods to keep yourself awake?❞

"thanks for coming," hermione sniffles quietly, leaning her head against blaise's shoulder. if hermione hadn't downed two invigoration draughts this morning, she was sure to have passed out mid-burial of her late husband. so now, as guests mingled and talked politely over refreshments, hermione was starting to feel the effects fade and was quick to use blaise as support—emotionally and physically. "i don't think i could have done this without you." / @slytherintragedy

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❝Haha, at least one of us is.❞ Blaise remarked, then he rolled his eyes. ❝Oh how lovely, you want another round of attempting to give a fuck. Honestly Potter I know I'm attractive but you're not my type. Maybe you can get lucky with Draco.❞ The Slytherin remarked once more, sarcasm dripping off his tone like poison. ❝Oh wait, you still wouldn't stand a chance. Shit, oh I know. Try Weasley, he seems desperate enough.❞ He shrugged before his feature scrunched up in displeasure. ❝I honestly don't know why she teamed us up, worst call on her part. But will you relax? I haven't failed yet and I aint planning on it, just have some fun for once.❞

"You're funny." The red head said, a sarcastic laugh escaping her. "No, we are most certainly not good." She shook her head, a scowl marring her features. "We were given an assignment by McGonagall and I don't plan on failing because you're too lazy to get off your ass and help."