Slytherin One Shots

Hurt Pt. 1 - Blaise Zabini

I stared at the man that pointed his wand at me.

"I'll never hurt you, (Y/N)."

He had said that once upon a time. Had he meant it? Perhaps at some point, yes, but not anymore. Especially not now.

"Why are you hesitating?" I asked him, his brown eyes looked down.

"I don't know." He replied.

I scoffed, "You're a coward, Blaise."

"I'm the coward? Me? You're the one that ran off when you found out I was a Death Eater." Blaise spat out.

"Yeah? Well, you're the one that decided to keep it from me for 3 months!" I shot back.

"I think I'm done here." Blaise deadpanned, walking away from me with a cold expression.

"YOU TOLD ME YOU'D NEVER HURT ME!" I yelled after him as he walked. For a moment, I thought he was going to turn back, but I was wrong.

He kept walking, feeling no remorse for what he had done.