(Y/n's P.O.V)
It was week three of the fifth year. Umbridge is our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. So far, I hate her. Umbitch, I mean, Umbridge, showed up Dumbledore at the start of the year feast, has such a boring lesson plan, and is so strict most people hate her but the Slythrins. I hate the Slythrins. (I don't hate Slythrins; my brother, sister, and one of my friends are Slytherins) I was getting up from sitting at the black lake, and Blaise Zabini approached me.
"I'll take your books for you." He said, grabbing my books.
I stood up.
"Thank you, Zabini." He took my books and then threw them into the Blake Lake.
"You nasty little Ravenclaw mud blood." I am indeed a muggle-born, but it still dug deeper than it should.
I ran away in tears.
(Blasie's P.O.V)
"You nasty little Racenclaw mud blood," I say after throwing Y/n's books into the black lake.
She runs off crying. Shit, that was not what I was trying to do. I summon her books out of the black lake and dry them off. I sent them an owl with a note saying.
Y/n
I believe these belong to you.
Then, I went in for dinner. The owl swooped down during dinner with all her books and notes dry and un-smudged like nothing had happened. But it was not Y/n who got them. It was her friend Teeghan. Teeghan turned to their friends Isis and Naomi.
They all get up and leave the Great Hall. After a minute, I follow them. They went into the bathroom. I moved closer, and I could hear... crying? I could also hear talking.
"Y/n, who was it?" Asked Naomi.
"Was it your crush again?" Asked Isis.
"Yes, Blaise came up to me and threw my books and notes into the lake, then called me a.... a Mudblood." I didn't mean to make her that upset... wait did she just say she had a crush on me?
Damn, I have messed up bad.
"So he is the reason that you began to cut again?" Teeghan asked.
That's it. Screw being liked; screw my parents. I stormed in and walked over to Y/n and her friends kneeling beside her.
"Y/n, I'm sorry I didn't mean any of it. I had to. I really like you, Y/n, and I understand if my actions made you hate me..." I was cut off by Y/n hugging me.
"I really like you too, Blaise, and I don't hate you." She says, looking up at me.
"Y/n, will you go out with me?" I ask, holding her close.
"Yes, I'd love to." She smiled. It was a weak smile, but it was still there.
I took my wand and heeled her cut arms as her friends tip-toed out, leaving us alone.
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Harry Potter One Shots
FanfictionI love one-shots and wanted to have a go so here we go. Requests are open. If there are any content not appropriate for some readers, there will be warnings in bold. Currently under editing.