Smirks, Books and, Dirty Looks

Facing truths while being cursed

It's hot. Put it out! Wait, no, STOP! GOYLE!' I woke up with a scream as fire consumed one of my friends during that brief time inside the room of requirement. Just another dream. Looking up I saw a little version of Luna and Blaise, standing next to me. "Uncky Waco? Was wong?" The three year old asked with tears in her eyes.

Rowena Zabini. My goddaughter stood there looking at me ready to let the tears fall from her baby blue eyes. "I'm sorry Ro, its nothing. It was just a dream." I told her while grabbing her and folding the little girl into my arms. "Was it scawy?" She timidly asked trying to look up to see my eyes. "Yes. It was just a bad dream. I'm alright Ro, dreams can't hurt you." As I finished saying that I wasn't so sure who it was meant to comfort, her or me. I opened my arms for her to get into.

"Uncky, Father told me to wake you up. Mother's making bweakfast!" She told me with her adorable words. I smiled at her and patted her head. Giving her a kiss, I told her I'd be down in a bit. She stood to look at me and kissed my forehead. "It's goin' to be okay Uncky Waco. Wowena loves you." With that she was gone. Closing the dark black door shut and, with the click of the door I let my eyes shut too. I laid back down.

'How long had she been standing there?' I thought. I closed my eyes willing the memories to leave but all I could see was fire and Goyle falling into it. 'That git got what he deserved. Maybe I was supposed to fall into it too. Would it have been so bad..?' I opened my eyes and sighed heavily. I needed to stop thinking about that now. I got up and walked to the full length mirror in the room and inspected myself. I looked like shit.

My body was still amazing, something girls would die for but, my face looked like death himself. "Death? No, I wouldn't say that Draky-poo. It looks like complete shit. You smell like it too." Came a voice from the doorway. "Zabini! What have I told you about using legilimency on me?!" He just laughed. "Luna said get your billion galleon arse down to the table before she unleashes the nargles on you." I looked at him and laughed loud.

He just scratched the back of his head and said, "okay mate it's your funeral." I stopped and chuckled, then  went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Luna was in the dining room levitating multiple dishes over her head. "Morning Draco. You seem..." Her voice trailed off. She just smiled and set everything down and sat next to me. "Eat." She demanded looking at everyone. We all started shoveling down the food she prepared it was delicious, I didn't even realize I was starving. "How's the baby?" I asked in between mouthfuls of eggs and sausage. "Awake and about. I didn't sleep, I was so uncomfortable."

Her eyes were sad and I looked at Blaise. He looked sad for her. The git made the mistake of making a distasteful comment, "Well at least it can't get any worse after the baby is born. We can just have Rowena take care of him while I put you to sleep." He winked jokingly earning him a dirty look and a sarcastic reply of "Yeah? Great idea and, maybe while we're at it we can see about having the baby clean up your shit too." I howled in laughter while Blaise just turned a dark shade of red. "I'm sorry.." He mumbled.

I used legilimency and read his thoughts 'Damn witches  and their hormones all wanky. I can't even make a damn joke without her going bonkers.'  I smirked, "Oh is that right mate? She's bonkers now?" He stared me down and was about to say something when Luna spoke. "Blaise..Zabini.." through clenched teeth. He didn't even dare look at her. Instead Blaise just looked at my smirking face and swore. Merlin did I love the Zabini Manor.

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  "So tell me Nev. How is married life?" Hermione politely asked Neville Longbottom who was sitting across from her in a cozy peach love seat. "S'not so bad. Hannah is practically ready to burst." He chuckled. "That's right you're expecting!" I smiled softly. "Yeah she's due any day now. We are both really excited and nervous." He said as he was looking at his palms. "Well I hope you're ready. Children can really be a hand full. Especially if your mind is constantly somewhere else.." She stated trying to ease them into the inevitable conversation that lay ahead. Neville noticeably stiffened.