𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘 ; bleville ｡

in which blaise's sexual fantasies are revealed.

It was currently snowing outside the Hogwarts castle, as the first day of winter had already come and gone a couple days ago. Children from years one through eight were playing out in the snow, their jackets and hats made pointless by all the warming charms that were flying around.

Blaise Zabini was watching all of this joy unfold through a window in one of the upper corridors, far from the dark common room of his beloved house. The day was Saturday, and Blaise, Draco, Pansy, and Goyle were all sitting around the aforementioned window and gossiping mindlessly about their "idiotic classmates."

Currently, Pansy and Draco were going on and on about how the people they've grown up around have changed since the War.

"Granger has been wearing her hair much longer, it must be because she's trying to impress Weasley," Pansy said, a note of disgust poorly hidden within her voice.

"Yes, and Potter and the She-Weasel are still going strong I see, despite her simply disgusting features." Draco leaned back against the stone wall, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration.

"She isn't too bad looking, dear, if you really squint. You're only really saying that because you don't think anyone but you deserves Potter in all his Gryffindor glory."

Draco's cheeks pinked slightly. 

"Yeah, well, you haven't shut up about Granger since she punched me in the face."

"I thought it was funny!" Pansy pushed Draco's shoulder lightly, making him fall across the wall and onto the dusty ground.

"You thought it was hot," Draco said as he pushed her back, and the two engaged in a scuffle that neither moody Blaise nor reserved Goyle wanted to get into.

A group of Hufflepuff girls walked past, giggling to themselves at the sight of the two idiots fighting on the ground, and situated themselves on a bench a couple ways down. They put a few coins into the vending machine, a recent installment after the reconstruction of the castle, and began speaking amongst themselves rather loudly. This is the excuse Blaise gave as to why he was eavesdropping.

"He changed so much," one of the girls started. "Don't you think?"

"Oh, absolutely. I wouldn't have minded if he was sorted into Hufflepuff instead of Gryffindor," another girl spoke up, causing the group to giggle once more.

"His name is rather unfortunate, though. Who names their child Neville Longbottom?" 

At this, Blaise's eyes widened and his back straightened. Any mention of Neville recently had made Blaise tense, as he had basically fallen in love as soon as the boy chopped off Nagini's head. Unsurprisingly, it was because he thought Neville looked rather attractive swinging that sword down on the wretched snake's head, and it had escalated since then due to both boys returning for their eighth year.

"What's with you?" Draco and Pansy had stopped fighting, and now the blonde was questioning him, apparently noticing how quickly he sat straight up.

"Nothing," Blaise squeaked, his cheeks reddening.

"He's gotten so tall," he heard a girl exclaim. "His legs are so long and toned."

"He kind of looks like one of those daddy long legs spiders to me," a girl that Blaise hadn't heard speak yet cut in.

"Oh, he's a daddy, alright." Blaise thought, or perhaps he said it out loud.

He heard the girls gasp, as if they couldn't believe the other girl had said such a thing, but it was much louder than he thought it would've been. Oh, he thought. That's because my friends are gasping, too. Everyone heard me.

"Shit."

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Hey guys !! I'm really really excited for this concept. It's so good oh my god.

But anywayyyyy Daddy readers are seriously the ones that I indulge the most. There are three chapters in this fic but only one in irony, ayec, etc. I'm a mess haha

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