Too Sweet || Blaise Zabini

I might have to marry you and these brownies.

Quidditch practice ended at seven, and at seven thirty the boys were already in their dorm with comfortable clothes on. Camden's connections came in handy and he was gifted some herbs that a hufflepuff cultivated too much of, so he mixed them into a brownie batter.

With just a few spells the pastries were ready and the dorm smelled amazing. Their mouths watered at the scent, but Kali and Carla were supposed to sneak in with them, so they were waiting on the girls.

Like magic, Carla swung open the door and made a dramatic entrance. "Damn, it smells good."

Kali trailed behind her, always a bit shyer than her friend, but happy to be there nonetheless. "Thanks for waiting." She said and went directly to Blaise's bed, which was basically hers now.

Carla lingered, seeing where she should sit down, but she decided on the bed where Draco and Camden were sitting, looking at the dessert with interest.

"Are you ready?" Camden asked and passed around a big piece of the brownie to everyone on a napkin, not wanting the room to get dirty.

Draco lifted his laced brownie up, a grin on his face. "Cheers, bitches."

With that, everyone took a bite. Camden knew how to bake because it was the perfect amount of fudgy. It was so good that everyone finished their piece in a few seconds, wanting more. Luckily, he made a normal dessert.

They were like moths to a flame, reveling in the amazing taste of the brownies. Camden just sat with a smug smile on his face, knowing that he was a good baker.

"Holy shit, Cammy." Carla said, donning him a nickname that would probably stick around. "Who knew you were talented in the kitchen?"

Kali nodded along to what her best friend was saying. "I might have to marry you and these brownies."

Blaise scrunches his nose and puts him around Kali, a small act of unnecessary possessiveness, but one that resonated with her. "If you're marrying anyone, it's going to be me."

"But you can't bake." She answered simply.

This made him giggle, something about the dryness of her tone amused him. "Yes I can. I will deliver some cupcakes straight to you sometime this week. I just need an apron."

"Just use your ugly quidditch uniform." Kali shrugged, cuddling a bit closer into him.

He raised an eyebrow. "The one you like to wear?" He questions, his voice light. "Okay. I guess I'll ruin it."

"No!" She shook her head quickly. "Matter of fact, where is that sweater?"

Blaise pointed at his top drawer. "Where it always is."

This made her rush to the drawer and grab the comfortable, worn sweater. It was the most comfortable thing she had ever put on and had been dreaming of it for weeks. Not wanting to overstep boundaries, she didn't mention it. Yet now that he gave her permission, that sweater is hers.

From Draco's bed, a gagging noise was heard. The couple turned their heads towards them and Draco had his arms crossed. "You are disgusting."

"Disgustingly sweet maybe." Camden grins at them. "Isn't that right, Carla?"

The question was met with silence, so he turned to look at the blonde girl, but she was fast asleep, her mouth wide open and her head hanging off the bed. The students that were awake giggled at her, yet tried not to wake her up. Camden, being the nice bloke that he is, positioned her better, in a more comfortable position.

"You should put her on the floor." Draco muttered. "I don't want to share my bed."

Kali looked at him with a mean expression. "Be a gentleman and let her crash. If not, you can bunk with Blaise and I'll cuddle her."

Blaise wrapped his arms around her and shook his head. It came to her attention that everyone in this room except Carla knew they were faking, but he was laying it on thick. "No way. Kali's sleeping with me."

"You're on your own, Dray." Kali shrugged and hugged Blaise back. They were so close that she was basically on his lap, and she loved it.