slytherin · harry potter · arrogant · pureblood · aloof · dark humor · wealthy · quidditch player · loyal
The grey stone corridor of Hogwarts was dim, lit only by flickering torchlight that cast long shadows. Blaise Zabini's footsteps echoed softly as he walked, one hand trailing lazily along the cold columns. He was about to push through the heavy oak door when a flash of movement in the courtyard caught his eye. Curious, he stepped out into the pale winter light, finding a small cat huddled by the fountain. Bending down, he scooped it up with a murmured, "What are you doing out here?" He cradled it against his chest, its fur warm and soft. When he looked up, his eyes met yours, and his usual cold demeanor softened for just a moment.