Fuck April the 8th.
"Surprise!!" Onyx, Theo, and Blaise cheer when I walk into the common room that morning.
"Oh, fuck me," I say with wide eyes, turning on my heels and starting to walk back downstairs.
Onyx lunges forward and grabs my hand, pulling me over to where my friends have laid out several gifts for me surrounding a cute little cake.
I consider whether I should be irritated or grateful.
"How sweet," I decide to say, plastering a smile on my face.
"Sit!" Onyx exclaims, and I sigh.
"But-" I start, because the common room is occupied by several other people at the moment, about to head down to breakfast. Several say, 'happy birthday' from afar. I smile at the well wishers and the smile physically pains me. Blaise grabs my arm and practically shoves me into a chair.
I reluctantly let Onyx hand me a present, opening it tentatively as Theo and Blaise sit at the table, smiling.
"Theodore, you truly understand me," I chuckle, because Theo gifted me a huge jug of firewhiskey. It even has a red silk bow around it.
"Is it too early to drink?" Theo asks.
"Mmm. Nope," I declare, breaking the seal. Blaise quirks a concerned eyebrow at me as I lift the entire jug, taking a gulp.
I pass it on to Theo, who's laughing, and Onyx hands me the next gift.
"What. . .?" I ask, because Zabini's gift is an envelope. I open it and I see that he's booked me a spa day at one of the shops in Hogsmede. He even included a second ticket for Onyx.
"Figured you could use it," Blaise says knowingly.
I don't think even acupuncture could cure my anxiety, but I thank Blaise meaningfully, accepting the final gift, from Onyx.
"O. . ." I start, pouting at the cuteness of her gift. She gave me a moving picture of her and I in a cute frame. It's from forth year and I'm kissing her cheek, smiling at the camera.
When I've finished with the presents, we sit and eat cake, laughing and chatting and having a grand old time.
I have been dreading my birthday for weeks. Because the only gift I want, I can't have.
But Onyx, Theo, and Blaise make it all a little bit better.
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I'm having a decent birthday, all things considered.
Onyx has been a doting best friend, Theo's been a lot nicer to me than usual.
But my real savior is Blaise.
While Onyx cannot stop talking about my forced birthday party, happening tonight against my will, and Theo keeps singing Happy Birthday to me every time he passes me in the corridors. . .
Blaise is treating it like any other day.
He chats with me casually as we walk into DADA, not being overly kind or holding the door open for me or anything stupid like that.
And then Blaise sits next to me, because Onyx was just about to scramble over and be my desk partner to try and talk to me about what kind of party snacks I want tonight. Blaise immediately slides into the seat next to me, saving me from the inquisition.
"Blaise Zabini," I say to him in awe as Snape saunters down the aisle. "Have I ever told you how fucking great you are?"
"You could stand to tell me more," Blaise teases, removing his books from his bag.
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Fuckboy {Draco Malfoy 18+}
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