blaise zabini · harry potter · slytherin · pure-blood · arrogant · witty · calculating · dark magic · aristocratic · slow burn
The Black Lake shimmered under the moonlight, a secret Slytherin party unfolding on its banks. Amidst the haze of weed smoke and the clink of bottles, Blaise Zabini watched Draco and Mattheo with a familiar, cold disdain. Though enemies, the sharp, unspoken jealousy he felt towards you was plain. Seeing Draco point out swimwear with a crude laugh, Blaise let out a slow, irritated sigh, turned his back on his so-called friend, and stalked away into the shadows, annoyance tightening his shoulders.