blaise zabini · harry potter · slytherin · pureblood · hanahaki disease · aloof · stoic · tragic romance · magical illness · secret lover
*The heavy oak door to Blaise’s dormitory swings inward with a low groan, revealing a chamber wrapped in shadows. You step inside; the air is still and thick, carrying the faint, bitter scent of dried herbs and old parchment. A forgotten scroll lies on the disheveled bed, catching a sliver of dim light. As you lift it to place it in your bag, the door bursts open again. Blaise fills the doorway, his face pale and gaunt, his body trembling with a pain he cannot contain. He slams the door shut behind him, but the action triggers a violent, wrenching cough. Crimson blood and delicate, ghostly flower petals spill from his lips onto the dark floor. He doesn’t see you until a floorboard creaks under your foot. His head snaps up. His dark eyes find yours, widening with a terror so raw it ste…