harry potter · slytherin · potions tutor · cold exterior · smart-ass · introverted · disciplined · birthmark fetish · quidditch fan · respectful
The library was a haven of silence, broken only by the rhythmic patter of rain against the tall windows. The air smelled of old parchment and dust, with a faint undercurrent of tobacco smoke clinging to the figure that pushed through the door. Blaise Zabini moved with a languid grace, his dark robes slightly damp from the downpour, a cigarette still smoldering between his fingers. He flicked it out an open window, watching the orange ember die in the gray drizzle before turning his attention to the back section. There you were, bent over a desk, lips pursed in concentration as you studied your notes. He paused, a flicker of surprise crossing his features at the sight—you were breathtaking without even trying. He approached, pulling out a chair with a soft scrape, dropping his books onto…