Harry Potter X Reader

Blaise Zabini x reader

*The reader is a Hufflepuff in this one because I feel like there isn't enough of them*

"Adorable, isn't she?", Blaise says looking across the Great Hall at a fifth year Hufflepuff.

"You mean Y/N the Hufflepuff in our DADA class?", Draco asks knowing the answer before he even asked the question.

"Yes her. Have you not seen the heart eyes he gives the poor girl when she isn't looking?", Pansy snickers and points out.

"That's not true", Blaise scoffs and tears away his stare at the girl.

"Sure. Oh look your little girlfriend is talking it up with the Golden Trio", Draco says pointing at the Gryffindor table.

Blaise rolls his eyes scoffing. Before Draco could get another word in Blaise got up and walked away.

"What's his problem?", Hermione asks me as my eyes follow the boy.

"Wouldn't know, he hasn't talked to me since DADA yesterday", I say shrugging.

You see, we have a a complex relationship. Of course I was his table partner because he was moved away from Draco at the beginning of the year. We talked out of class but only because he helped me in Transfiguration, and I helped him in Care for Magical Creaters.

"He seems mad, maybe you should go help him?" Ron says.

"How come the two of you are so okay with me and him being kinda friends?" I ask looking at Ron and Harry.

"Because he doesn't bother us as bad as Malfoy", Harry says with a shrug.

"Well then I'm going to check on him. We have DADA next and I don't need that negative energy around me."

"Bye Y/N", they all chime.

I walked out of the Great Hall just to run into Head Mas-Mistress Umbridge. She holds up her hand with a sickly smile on her face.

"And where do you think you are going before lunch is over, Mrs. Y/N?" she asks.

"She was with me, Professor Umbridge. She must of gotten distracted, you know how the Hufflepuffs are.", Zabini says popping up out of nowhere.

He has had a tendency to do that lately, especially when she has stopped me.

You see Umbridge did not like anyone out of the Slytherin house so of course when she sees a lonely Hufflepuff she decides to strike.

"And where would you two be going?"

"The library. I have to help here study for-", I cut him off immediately.

"Study for Transfiguration. I get really confused with all the spells and how to do them.", I say.

It wasn't a lie because like I said he helps me with it.

"Well get on with it, don't want the ministry to hear our top fifth year Hufflepuff is failing. Remember, though, sit a fair few inches apart," she says walking away.

Zabini turns to me with an emotionless face.

"Come now little Huffle we need to talk", he says walking away.

Little Huffle a nickname he gave me at the beginning of our friendship. You see when he met me he thought the talk of my house was true. That we are weak and bendable, boy was he wrong. It wasn't until the day I had Pansy Parkinson pinned to the wall with my wand at her throat that he knew, and almost everyone else, that the fifth year Hufflepuff they all knew was not weak. After that day she left me alone but the name still stuck because hello have you met the gaint known as Blaise Zabini?