His Rose. // Blaise Zabini

realization.

Rose Malfoy

It was game day. Blaise was nervous and Draco seemed confident. The girls were ecstatic because we were going dress shopping for the Yule Ball tomorrow. Currently, the boys were at the field getting ready for the game tonight, leaving us girls in the great hall to bring them some snacks. 

Astoria was in charge of picking them out today and was going to get them from the house-elves in the kitchen. 

"Honestly, I don't think Blaise needs a snack. We can just distract Draco and the rest of the team while the two of you sneak into the locker room and-" I smacked Scarlett on the back of the head at her remark. 

"You guys are disgusting. Pansy is really rubbing off on you" I said, resting my chin in my hand and looking into the distance, thinking of what the future could hold. 

"No. Were both just childish and have dirty minds" Pansy chuckled and kissed Scarlett's cheek. 

I starred at the wall, thinking of how happy Draco and Astoria were, how happy Scarlett and Pansy were. Their relationships were open and they didn't care about kissing their significant others in front of everyone. It was something that I didn't have.

I was worried that my brother wouldn't approve and that he would forbid it. I know that I'm doing this to myself by not telling him but I love him and I can't lose him. It's always been just me, him, and my mother -- take away Blaise and the others -- it's only been the two. 

Another part of me wants to keep Blaise and I a secret for as long as possible, a fear deep down in my gut telling me that I won't get a happy ever after like Draco and Astoria will. 

"You ladies ready?" Astoria yelled from across the great hall, a bag in her hand. 

We stood up, grabbing our bags and following her to the Quidditch field to see the rest of our group and our team. 

The cold wind quickly hit my face as we walked outside the door. Small snowflakes were falling but it wasn't cold enough for them to stick to the ground so they fell and then evaporated into nothing. 

We approached the field and noticed that the guys and a few girls were sitting on the cold, almost frozen, grass. 

"Hello loves," Astoria said smiling "Eat up and stay strong" She tossed the bag at Cassius as we got closer and enveloped Draco in a hug and I just stood and watched the whole thing happen. 

I felt so out of place, one being the only Hufflepuff and two, not being able to show affection to my own lover. He sent a small wave my way and I just smiled, not making it too noticeable, but it still showed that I wasn't okay. 

He got the message. I was hoping he wouldn't. He stood up and gripped my upper arm lightly and pulled me away. I know that the others saw and that Draco would be questioning me and or him later. 

He pulled us away and into the locker room, shutting the door and locking it. He looked at me, concern sketched on his face. 

"What's wrong?" He questioned.

I leaned against the wall "I just want to be able to walk up to you and kiss you after a long day of classes. To feel all of the tension leave my body by feeling your love" He chuckled "It's not funny, Blaise"

"Okay, it's not funny. It's fucking adorable." He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, hovering his lips over mine, "Go to the ball with me" He whispered, his lips just an inch away. 

"I can't. Draco-" Blaise interrupted me.

"Draco said it was okay" his lips were grazing mine, "I asked him a few days ago. Slowly working our way up to tell him, right?" 

"Right" I sighed, trying to connect our lips but he backed up and leaned onto the wall opposite from me.

"Then there you have it. I'll come and stay for a day or two during Christmas and we can tell him them" He smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing. 

"You are an asshole" I took a few steps forward, my chest touching his.

His hands came up to my cheeks and he pulled me closer to him, pecking my lips and smiling, lost in his own world while he looked into my eyes "Ah, but you love this asshole" his lips connected to mine once again as I stood in shock and watched him move to the door. "Be here later. I need my good luck charm." And he walked out. 

Love. 

That word. I've thought of that word a few times. When we would be talking, or during our lessons in the library. during classes and even at a few meals. I would sit there and look into his eyes and wonder if my liking was more than just that and what to call it. 

I didn't want to call it love because that word is so overused and the meaning to it is so much deeper than people think. There are also many different ways to describe a very large feeling towards someone, but in this case, love was the word that I was looking for and love was the only word that could explain any feeling I have towards him. 

I had finally realized...

I was utterly in love with Blaise Zabini. 

But the question was... does he feel that deep about me?