Pumpkin Spice (Blairon)

Pumpkin Head

Blaise's POV

Why did I do that, why! I kissed him. And I don't know why. But it odly felt good. Like it was right. My mind wouldn't stop asking me these questions over and over again in my head to the point where I thought I was going insane. While having my mental breakdown I didn't notice the excessive pain growing in my back, head and stomach. Trying to brush of the pain I started eating my mashed potatoes. I almost chocked on them, I can't eat the pain is too much. I took a sip of cold pumpkin juice and felt the coolness of it slip down my throat and to my stomach. It was very refreshing and cooled me down but the pain was becoming almost unbearable. "Blaise, are you ok? You don't look to good." Pansy asked with a face full of concern. "I-I'm f-fine." I tried to reassure her while clutching my stomach and squeezing my eyes shut.
"No Blaise, you look really sick, let's go to Madam Pomfrey." Draco suggested, but I couldn't hear ta word they were saying. All I could hear were muffled voices. Sweat stare to creep up my forehead and my vision became a blur.
And with that I couldn't take it anymore and I collapsed, on my chair after seeking a glance at the redhead who I gave the smallest smile too. I blacked out after, not knowing what was happening.

I woke up quite abruptly, my stomach and head are still hurting but not as much as before. I scan the room for any indication of where I am. The hospital wing. "Mr. Zabini, what do you know about inheritances?" The older lady asked me as I lay back in my bed. " I'm fine thanks for asking." my voice comming out a bit raspy.
"Mr Zabini this is serious." Madam Pomfrey saif putting a hand on my forehead. "Not much, only that it's past down, generation to generation."
I answered. After a few minutes her  asking me questions and me answering them she spoke. "Mr Zabini, what do you know about my father?" she asked in a low voice. I gulped, I felt my eyes tear up at the mention of my father. I looked away from her to hide my half panic attack.
She placed a wrinkly hand on my arm. "We don't have to talk about it now, if you want Professor Snape can use that spell I always forget the name of." She said in a reassuring tone. I nodded giving her the side eyes before the doors burst open. "Ugh, I can't take it anymore!" Pansy yelled bursting through the doors. "Are you ok?!" She asked sitting in the chair Madam Pomfrey was sitting in. I nodded. "You know you've been out for 7 hours." Draco said. "That long!?" I choked. "Yep. Weasley asked about you, kind of odd don't you think." He continued. I blushed alot, thank Merlin for my dark completion. "I wonder why." I said, my voice cracking for some reason. I scratched my head. "Blaise, why do you have so many scars on you?" Pansy said after a long silence. I looked at the bedsheets trying to hide tears. "Um, I-I,uh."I rambled." Mother."I quivered at the mention of her." SHE DID THIS TO YOU!?"Pansy screamed." Can we not talk about this?"I croaked." No, Blaise it's not right it!"Pansy started but was cut of by Draco." Pansy!" He started." WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THAT TO THEIR OWN SON!"She screamed." BECAUSE, I LOOK LIKE HIM, I REMIND HER OF HIM, I'M JUST LIKE MY FATHER AND SHE CAN'T STAND IT. HE'S DEAD AND I'M THE ONLY REMINDER SHE HAS OF HIM!"I shouted before getting out the bed and running out the hospital wing. Leaving them shocked.

I ran, I ran so fast all the images around me were just blurred figures moving quickly. I didn't know which wah I was going but I didn't care, I needed to get away, from everything and everone. I ran out the castle and into the forbidden forest. I stopped in a small clearing, the moon illuminating it though the trees. I collapsed on the shockingly soft, green grass and cryed. Sobbed even. I froze when I felt something touch my shoulder. I snapped my head around to see a pale, freckly hand of my shoulder. I looked higher to find a pair of sapphire eyes gazing back down at me. I swallowed loudly before standing up. "Go away Weasley." I said as I started walking.
"No, Zabini you obviously need someone right now." he retaliated. "I don't need anyone!" I shouted walking faster. He soon caught up to me though and pulled my hand so I was facing him. "Just let me help." he breathed out. "I don't need your help Weasley!" I said trying to loosen his grip on my hand. Damn, Quidditch has done him good with that. I was able to yank his hand of mine but he swiftly grabbed my tie instead and looked up into my eyes,rage burning in his. He sighed before pulling me into a tight hug. I tensed up at first but soon relaxed and started crying on his shoulder. "Why are you doing this?" I asked him, looking at him with a sad expression. "I don't know, it just feels. Right-" he said. I chuckled. "Nothing about this is right." I said diverting eye contact. "You're Gryffindor I'm Slytherin, you're good I'm bad. You're-" I started but he cut me off. "Stop, none of that matters right now. What I feel right now is right to me, maybe not to you but to me. I don't know what it is but it just feels right."
He said. "How do you feel about me then?" I asked. He blushed slightly. "I-you're. A mystery." He stuttered.
"That's what I find so intriguing and enchanting about you." He continued.
I pulled him close to me so we were only inches away. "How about now?" I smirked. "Kiss me." He said and with that his lips locked with mine. His lips were so soft and warm. I would melt in his embrace but I kept standing. We finally pulled apart for air. He looked up at me panting slightly.
"Gosh dammit Weasley!" I shouted rubbing my face. "What did I do now!" he shouted.
"You're just so fucking cute!" I said.
He blushed, he was such an adorable pumpkin head.

My pumpkin head~