Love, Deryah | Blaise Zabini

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a/n: okay because i became a nervous wreck writing this chapter! let's not even mention that this is my first time writing smut! it's not full on smut, but it's just a small bit of sexual content, which means reader's discretion is advised. anyways, i love and appreciate you guys so much! thank you for 500 reads on this! enjoy! <3

i present to you...

"my blood is just as pure as yours"

narrator's pov

for the rest of the evening, deryah couldn't help but ponder on the interaction she had had with the blonde. she wondered how he could be so sweet and challenging, but hang around with someone so rude and disrespectful. she especially found it charming how he escorted her and called her darling, even though he didn't really know a thing about her. she couldn't help but think about the cheeky grins he gave when he bumped into her. though she had only met charming boy yesterday, she had anticipated seeing him again after class.

***

walking into the classroom, deryah noticed that her desk partner had not arrived yet. she took it as a sign as she sighed of relief, realizing that she wouldn't have to deal with his snarky comments just yet. once she sat down at her seat, she reached in her bag and began to grab the needed textbook, and more. before she could finish, she was interrupted by the tall blonde that was now crouched down at her side. "hello darling" he had a goofy grin on his face, and his attire looked the same as yesterday.

"since when do you have this class?" she inquired, smiling softly at his sudden appearance.

"since the first day of school," he replied, smiling back at her somewhat shocked and confused expression.

"you weren't in class yesterday?" she pleaded, raising an eyebrow.

"i was occupied."

looking at his once again disheveled appearance, she let out a small chuckle, shaking her head slightly. "may i ask what you do before you come to class that leaves your attire so messy and out of order?"

looking down at himself, he realized how unprofessional he looked. "oh, i have quidditch practice!" he chuckled, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"that explains a lot." she laughed, turning back to get the rest of her supplies.

changing the subject, he attempted to get to know deryah, asking her the ringing question of his mind. "so, when will you tell me your name?" he interrogated, watching her move around to get ready.

"i already told you, that's for me to know, and for you to find out." she joked. noticing the slight frown that now formed on malfoy's face, deryah caved. "fine, i'll give you a hint." she huffed. just as she parted her lips to speak, the professor strutted into the classroom. she shrugged, and malfoy arose and began to return to his seat, groaning softly at the professor's timing.

"good afternoon class, i hope you all are almost finished with your project, seeing as it is due next class. we will not be going into a lesson today, and you may use this class time to work with your partner." looking over deryah, the professor continued speaking. "well, those whose partners are here. anyways, before you ask, yes you are free to leave the classroom to go to the library. you may now begin." he instructed before turning around to start with his own work. starting in on her work, deryah drowned herself in her textbooks, determined to finish the project with or without blaise.

***

it had been almost thirty five minutes into her assignment when deryah realized she needed a book from the library. not only that, she kept looking back at the door every five minutes to be met with the fact that her partner still hadn't arrived. deryah just accepted the fact that he wouldn't be joining her today, so she would end up doing this project alone whether she really liked it or not. standing up from her seat, she exhaled deeply as she began her way to the library. the hallways were much more silent and empty than she expected, but she didn't let it bother too much.