About You, About Me: BZ, MZ [1/1]
Title: About You, About Me
Author: royalty25
Disclaimer: These characters are never mine.
Character/Pairing: Blaise Zabini, Mrs. Zabini
Rating: PG
Summary: Blaise waits to hear back from his mother.
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: This story is dedicated to someone very special, who shall remain unnamed since they know who they are. It was inspired by the Character Spotlight Challenge over at hp_diversity and also by this week's prompt over at fandom_fridays. ♥
It was almost Christmas. People could be seen preparing for the holiday with enthusiasm. This year the students were helping professors decorate the castle. Each house was assigned an area to decorate after decorating their respective common rooms. Gryffindor was in charge of decorating the West Tower, Hufflepuff had the Entrance Hall, Ravenclaw had the Astronomy Tower and Slytherin had the North Tower. Everyone pitched in to decorate the Great Hall. This cooperation between the houses was the students' way of thanking the professors for reopening Hogwarts after the end of the second wizarding war.
Blaise Zabini found himself in this very atmosphere, not knowing if he would hear from his mother before school was let out. He owled her asking if he should come home for the holidays or stay at Hogwarts. Last he heard she was visiting Italy. If he had to guess he would say that his mother was searching for a new husband. He stopped keeping track of the men in his mother's life at the age of thirteen because it became difficult to keep them straight after a while.
The Slytherin common room was almost empty and luckily for Blaise the students that were occupying chairs nearby were quiet. Suddenly a sweet aroma filled the air and one by one the students started emptying the common room. Blaise watched in amazement, knowing exactly what was going on. The fireplace roared to life and Mrs. Zabini's face appeared in the embers.
"Hello mother. To what do I owe this visit? An owl would've sufficed."
"Nonsense. How are you holding up?"
"I'm doing fine. What are we doing for Christmas?"
"I intend on staying in Italy for the remainder of the holidays."
"Oh, is that why you paid me this visit?"
"I didn't want you to think I abandoned you."
"It's a little too late for that."
"Blaise, don't be like that. I love you. I know I don't always show it, but everything I do is for you. Do you really think I'm in Italy for my own gain?"
"Yes."
"Blaise..."
"If you love me, then love me. Please don't make this about me when it's really about you. Be honest with yourself for once in your life."
Author: royalty25
Disclaimer: These characters are never mine.
Character/Pairing: Blaise Zabini, Mrs. Zabini
Rating: PG
Summary: Blaise waits to hear back from his mother.
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: This story is dedicated to someone very special, who shall remain unnamed since they know who they are. It was inspired by the Character Spotlight Challenge over at hp_diversity and also by this week's prompt over at fandom_fridays. ♥
It was almost Christmas. People could be seen preparing for the holiday with enthusiasm. This year the students were helping professors decorate the castle. Each house was assigned an area to decorate after decorating their respective common rooms. Gryffindor was in charge of decorating the West Tower, Hufflepuff had the Entrance Hall, Ravenclaw had the Astronomy Tower and Slytherin had the North Tower. Everyone pitched in to decorate the Great Hall. This cooperation between the houses was the students' way of thanking the professors for reopening Hogwarts after the end of the second wizarding war.
Blaise Zabini found himself in this very atmosphere, not knowing if he would hear from his mother before school was let out. He owled her asking if he should come home for the holidays or stay at Hogwarts. Last he heard she was visiting Italy. If he had to guess he would say that his mother was searching for a new husband. He stopped keeping track of the men in his mother's life at the age of thirteen because it became difficult to keep them straight after a while.
The Slytherin common room was almost empty and luckily for Blaise the students that were occupying chairs nearby were quiet. Suddenly a sweet aroma filled the air and one by one the students started emptying the common room. Blaise watched in amazement, knowing exactly what was going on. The fireplace roared to life and Mrs. Zabini's face appeared in the embers.
"Hello mother. To what do I owe this visit? An owl would've sufficed."
"Nonsense. How are you holding up?"
"I'm doing fine. What are we doing for Christmas?"
"I intend on staying in Italy for the remainder of the holidays."
"Oh, is that why you paid me this visit?"
"I didn't want you to think I abandoned you."
"It's a little too late for that."
"Blaise, don't be like that. I love you. I know I don't always show it, but everything I do is for you. Do you really think I'm in Italy for my own gain?"
"Yes."
"Blaise..."
"If you love me, then love me. Please don't make this about me when it's really about you. Be honest with yourself for once in your life."