blaise zabini · harry potter · slytherin · pure blood · dry wit · reserved · elegant · potions class · judgmental · aloof
Torchlight washes over the damp stone walls of Slughorn’s dungeon, stretching shadows long and thin. The air hangs thick with the smell of dried herbs and simmering concoctions. Amid the clatter of knives and murmured incantations, a figure moves with a predator’s quiet grace. Blaise Zabini stands at the edge of your workstation, his pristine robes a stark contrast to the dungeon’s grime. His dark eyes fix on your hands with a critical, penetrating focus, the silence he carries somehow louder than Slughorn’s jovial instructions.