MY LOVE | BLAISE ZABINI |

chapter 1

5th May 1996: 

Tap, Tap, Tap.

I jolt up at the sudden noise coming from my window. As I look up I spot a neatly groomed, white owl perched on my windowsill staring back at me. I hurry over as it cocks its head slightly to the side as if waiting to be let in to the warmth. When i reach the large windows and open them up i realise it has a cream envelope perched securely in its beak and i carefully remove it to study its contents.

Ms Darcey Malfoy,

Beauxbatons Academy of Magic

France

As soon as i read the contents on the from I flip it over to read what's inside. Once i open up the letter I pull out a long piece of parchment with the family seal on the bottom. So its my parents who are writing to me. Odd. Before i begin to read i make my way over to my bed and sit down.

Dear Darcey,

it has been such a long time since we've heard from you and I hope you are doing well over in France. As im sure you are aware, the wizarding war has come to an end however, your father has been sentenced to Azkaban for reasons I wish to discuss with you in person rather than through a letter.

As I understand it, this year is your last at Beauxbatons  Academy and due to the war, Hogwarts has opened its doors to the previous 7th years to redo their studies as 8th years. Because of this I was wondering if you would like to come home after your exams and continue to study at Hogwarts School for further education. It would also be great for you to reunite with your brother and I as we miss you dearly and would love nothing more than for you to join us here in England now that everything is safer with the dark lord gone.

I look forward to hearing your response and hope you do well in your final year abroad.

your sincerely,

your mother...

I read and reread the letter several times as I sit on my bed unable to move. The war is over? and my father has been locked up? and I can go home..? Just as everything had processed in my mind i head back over to my previous position at my desk and pull out a fresh piece of parchment from my draw and drop my quill in the ink pot in front of me. Then I start to write...

After a while I stand back up. Letter in hand and I walk over to the snowy owl from earlier who has perched itself on top of the fireplace. I hand over my letter entrusting her to deliver it to its final destination. All that is left to do now is wait.

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21st June 1996: 

Here I am... standing in front of the large iron gates to the infamous Malfoy Manor. It seems a lot less cold from what I seem to remember and there are no longer think dark clouds hovering above. After contemplating all the reasons why I decided to return here, I open the gates and make my way down the long gravelled drive way to the large front doors to the place I'm meant to call home. Once I get to the doors themselves it only takes a few knocks before they're swung open and an older woman comes crashing into the front of me almost sending me backwards. 

When i look down i notice the bright platinum blonde and black hair styled neatly into a half up half down style. After realising her signature hairstyle i realise its my mother who has come to greet me and i instantly return the hug by wrapping my arms tightly around her. Even though my mother is in front of me i still cant shake the feeling of being watched and i guess she realised it to as her head shot up and she turned around to stretch her arm out towards something. Or someone i guess works better in this case.

"Come on Draco darling" she says in a nervous voice and i glance up only to notice a boy who looked scarily similar to me standing awkwardly only a few feet away. 

He makes a sort of muffled sound before slowly making his way towards me. So this is my twin brother, Draco Malfoy. He has a hard expression on his face yet i can see the nervousness in his features. His hair was slicked back using what I could only guess was an enormous amount of hair gel and was wearing an all black suit with black shoes. He looked smart for someone who was meant to be in the comfort of their own home. If you could even call this a home.

"Hi.." I let out a shaky breathe as I felt his gaze study me as I stood there frozen in my place. 

From what I've been told me and Draco used to be close growing up until I was moved away to France in order to study internationally. I was sent to live with a family member who had moved to France not that long before I left. She insisted she helped me write letters to my family and especially to my brother which he would instantly reply to until our father demanded we stop and focus on our studies more when Draco was accepted into Hogwarts. Since then I haven't been allowed home and the only letters I ever received was notices of a family members passing. It was honestly pretty lonely growing up but I made enough friends that I call my own family to fill the hole.

"hello.." he replies sticking his hand out for me to take, which i do almost instantly yet to my surprise he yanks me forwards into a tight hug much like the one my mother gave me not that long ago.

Even though i had been away for 8 years our hug makes me feels as though i never left and hopefully this time i wont be.

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Aahhh first chapter done!

how do you guys like it so far??

i tried to piece in little bits of the OCs back story in here yet more will be revealed later on in the story!

i hope you guys liked it as much as i liked writing it and ill try my best to update regularly!