Ficlet Challenge 84 (Your secret is safe)
Title: Secret Weakness
Summary: Blaise acts as though he doesn't care about his reputation, but it's a lie.
Characters/Pairings: Blaise, Ginny
Genre: Angst, I suppose
Rating/Warnings: PG
Medium: Ficlet
Word Count: 485
Can the Order post to Tumblr?: Sure
If yes, your Tumblr username: N/A
Blaise acts as though he doesn't care about his reputation, but it's a lie. He puts on his stoic face and he walks carelessly through the world, saying little and keeping his nose up, to look down upon his lessers. Others think he is a god, a pillar of stone who does what he wants without worry about the consequences, without caring one little bit. He won't do anything scandalous, he won't sully his Slytherin heritage, but he could if he wanted to. He doesn't do anything for anybody else; he does it all for himself.
Underneath, however, he is terrified. The world gets darker by the hour and the pressure gets too much; he has to be perfect. He keeps his expression blank because he worries what others would think if he showed any uncertainty; he says little because he cannot allow himself to say the wrong thing. He scoffs and looks down on the mudbloods and traitors because that is what he is supposed to do. He does it for the security of Slytherin house, for the rush that power gives him. He would fall apart if he were ridiculed, if he were scoffed at, if he were looked down upon as a blood traitor. He needs the approval; it feeds his soul. So he does what is expected, and he does it for them.
Blaise keeps his secrets held tight to the chest, never letting his guard down or his mask fall off before any others. And if he looks at a blood traitor with beautiful hair and mischievous eyes, and he feels something other than revulsion, he keeps it to himself and he pretends to loathe her, because that is what his friends expect him to do.
Except that eventually he wants her so badly that he starts to slip, and she catches him watching her. Blaise has never allowed himself to feel any sort of weakness before, but the way she looks at him makes his brain stumble, and he hesitates.
Ginny laughs at him in a way that stirs his blood, and not with any amount of hatred. "Don't worry," she says, flipping that glorious hair over her shoulder. "Your secret is safe with me."
She would never give in to her own weaknesses; she would never allow him to touch her, sullied in her eyes by his cold values. It only makes him fall just that much more in love with her, that strength comes to her so easily. He could easily corner her in a secluded room and touch that traitorous skin, kiss her stained lips and inhale her, consume her. But Ginny just laughs and she walks away from him. Blaise is left feeling weak and alone, and it makes him sick.
Still, she does keep his secret; his friends never find out about his weakness. So perhaps there is some hope left inside his heart.
Crystal/Hufflepuff/21 Points
Summary: Blaise acts as though he doesn't care about his reputation, but it's a lie.
Characters/Pairings: Blaise, Ginny
Genre: Angst, I suppose
Rating/Warnings: PG
Medium: Ficlet
Word Count: 485
Can the Order post to Tumblr?: Sure
If yes, your Tumblr username: N/A
Blaise acts as though he doesn't care about his reputation, but it's a lie. He puts on his stoic face and he walks carelessly through the world, saying little and keeping his nose up, to look down upon his lessers. Others think he is a god, a pillar of stone who does what he wants without worry about the consequences, without caring one little bit. He won't do anything scandalous, he won't sully his Slytherin heritage, but he could if he wanted to. He doesn't do anything for anybody else; he does it all for himself.
Underneath, however, he is terrified. The world gets darker by the hour and the pressure gets too much; he has to be perfect. He keeps his expression blank because he worries what others would think if he showed any uncertainty; he says little because he cannot allow himself to say the wrong thing. He scoffs and looks down on the mudbloods and traitors because that is what he is supposed to do. He does it for the security of Slytherin house, for the rush that power gives him. He would fall apart if he were ridiculed, if he were scoffed at, if he were looked down upon as a blood traitor. He needs the approval; it feeds his soul. So he does what is expected, and he does it for them.
Blaise keeps his secrets held tight to the chest, never letting his guard down or his mask fall off before any others. And if he looks at a blood traitor with beautiful hair and mischievous eyes, and he feels something other than revulsion, he keeps it to himself and he pretends to loathe her, because that is what his friends expect him to do.
Except that eventually he wants her so badly that he starts to slip, and she catches him watching her. Blaise has never allowed himself to feel any sort of weakness before, but the way she looks at him makes his brain stumble, and he hesitates.
Ginny laughs at him in a way that stirs his blood, and not with any amount of hatred. "Don't worry," she says, flipping that glorious hair over her shoulder. "Your secret is safe with me."
She would never give in to her own weaknesses; she would never allow him to touch her, sullied in her eyes by his cold values. It only makes him fall just that much more in love with her, that strength comes to her so easily. He could easily corner her in a secluded room and touch that traitorous skin, kiss her stained lips and inhale her, consume her. But Ginny just laughs and she walks away from him. Blaise is left feeling weak and alone, and it makes him sick.
Still, she does keep his secret; his friends never find out about his weakness. So perhaps there is some hope left inside his heart.
Crystal/Hufflepuff/21 Points