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"Hey, Tonks." A fruity voice appeared as the main door to the house opens.
"Hey." Tonks replies, letting the person in.
"Who's here-" Jamie walks out of the bathroom, "IA!" She runs and gives her older brother a tight hug.
"I HEARD "IA"." Harry yells and descends the set of stairs, joining the hug his older siblings had.
"You're both here?" Iapetus grins, "Where's my favorite Potter, then?"
"FUCK YOU!" Jamie and Harry give a light slap to Iapetus in the face.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He apologizes with a grin, and sits on the sofa located at the living room, his eyes eventually landing on the bassinet on the floor, where Aster was, staring at the wooden ceiling.
"Hi, Aster." Iapetus says softly, "It's uncle Ia." Aster looks up at him and beams, smiling then putting his two thumbs on his mouth.
"You go look after him, Black." Tonks leans on the wall, "I've got to make sure your half-siblings don't go to Azkaban."
"Don't die!" Iapetus lifts Aster off of the bassinet and carries him.
"I'll try." Tonks turns to the Potter twins and instructs them to hold her arm, which they obey, and now the three of them Apparate across Zabini Manor.
"I thought you could only Apparate if you knew what it looked like already." Jamie ponders.
"I do know what it looked like. I worked on a case right near here." Tonks sighs, giving the Potters their wands, all of them putting their wands at the ready.
Meanwhile inside the Manor, inside Blaise's room, Blaise was packing up his things, including his suitcase trunk, expanding the space inside his emergency backpack.
He looks over his balcony and looks down on the ground, where he notices a familiar redhead running right under his balcony area.
Jamie sighs and concentrates her mind, her hand pointing towards the plants near her, which grew and grew until it reached Blaise, to which he can get down carefully and safely towards the ground.
"You're here." Blaise gasps, incredibly grateful for Jamie to be here, saving him from his hellhole.
"Of course I'm here." Jamie pants, hugging Blaise. He had visible dark circles under his eyes, his hair was still the same, but he looked like he had starved himself, as if he had been locked up in his room for the past days he spent since he got back from Hogwarts.
"This your friend?" Tonks asks, panting as she catches up with Jamie, getting a hold of the suitcase trunk and backpack.
"Oh yeah, Blaise Zabini. Blaise, this is Tonks—my legal guardian."
"Pleasure to meet you, Miss Tonks." Blaise greets.
"So this is Blaise?" Harry asks, walking up to them. His bright green eyes were wide, and his face was pink by the time he took a glance at Blaise.
"Harry Potter." Blaise clicks as he shakes Harry's hand coolly. He was taller than Harry by at least more than a foot, which would make you think that they looked like such a couple, even to Jamie and Tonks.
"Blaise Zabini, get right inside the house, this instant." Carmen Zabini shouts, standing on Blaise's balcony, looking at her own son, and the three trespassers with rage.
She clearly had been drinking since her tone of voice was slurry, and her eyes were droopy. So Blaise, Jamie, Harry, and Tonks run towards back where the Apparated from, and run through the forest, going deeper and deeper into it while Blaise's mother chases them, holding an empty liquor bottle in her hand.
"Stupefy!" Tonks incantates, pointing her wand at Carmen Zabini, causing her to fall onto the grassy ground, knocked out—unconscious. The three kids hold a part of Tonks' arm and the four of them Disapparate from the forest, and towards the living area of Tonks' house.
"Wow, your mother's a—crazy bitch." Jamie pants, catching her breath. Blaise nods and takes a hold of his suitcase trunk, putting it onto the wooden floor next to the sofa, and sits down like a child with tons of trauma going on.
"You're already back?" Iapetus walks towards the kitchen, holding Aster, "Hi, Zabini. He's the one that needed saving?"
"Yeah." Jamie nods, "Pretty much."
"Black, wow, hi." Zabini's eyes widen, "Cute kid you have."
"Oh, Aster?" Iapetus sits on a dining chair, "He's not mine."
"Who's his, then?" Blaise sits on a dining chair beside the former prefect.
"Can I tell?" Iapetus looks at his sister, who shrugs. "Tell 'em." He looks straight into Blaise's eyes and says,
"He's Jamie's son."
"...Okay." He leans back onto the chair, "Is that why you didn't show up to any classes after Weasley busted into the Great Hall, saying that you needed help?"
"Yeah." Jamie rubs her eyes, "Aster was a pain in the ass for me, Harry, and Ia that time."
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