What Have You Done to Me? (Blaise Zabini/oc fanfiction)

18 Years Later...

March 29th 2021: Hey All! Just wanted to let you guys know that I posted a Regulus Black Fanfiction called Novaturient. It would make my day if you guys checked it out!
Love,
Domi

"Oh mon Dieu! Venez ici!" I yelled from the parlour.

"Oui, Maman!" came the replies.

Three children bounded down the stairs. My children.

The oldest was Matteo who was in his 6th year. He had Blaise's skin tone but a little lighter. He had blue-grey eyes, wavy brown hair, sharp jaws, and raised cheekbones. He was, in my opinion, very handsome(although it could be biased because I was his mum).

The middle child was Lucien who was in his 4th year. He looked more like me with his tan complexion, startling blue eyes, wavy golden hair, and sharply contoured bones. In my opinion, he was also very handsome(although, once again, it might be biased).

My youngest was Océane who was in her 2nd year. She had a golden skin tone, curly chestnut coloured hair with silver streaks(she dyed it), silvery-grey eyes, and high cheekbones. She was, without a doubt, very beautiful(not biased, by the way. It's the truth).

"Mum!"

"Maman!"

"Mummy!"

My children yelled.

I whipped my head around to see them pointing at the time.

My eyes widened as I cursed. "Shit! Where the fuck is your father?!" I shrieked.

"Language, Mum!" Matteo yelled at me, covering Oceane's ears.

I ignored him, already knowing that he would say that. "Blaise Zabini! If you don't get down here in five seconds, I will, Salazar help me, get your a-"

"Love. Chill," Blaise laughed, messing up Lucien and Oceane's hair, winking at Matteo.

"Yeah, mum. Chill," Lucien teased.

I sent a glare my son's way. "Do you want to spend Christmas without Quidditch, Luc?" I snapped, linking hands with Oceane and Matteo.

"Yeah, Luc! Do you want-" Matteo started.

I flicked the back of his head. "You too! Do you want it?" I asked.

Matteo mumbled, "No, maman," he said.

I smirked. "I know," I responded coolly. "Now grab hands! We're going to be late!"

And without a second to lose, Blaise and I apparated our family out.

"Shit!" Matteo cursed.

"Fu..." Lucien started.

I glared at my son who sheepishly smiled.

"Uuudddgggee...?" he ended.

"Tu es incroyable, Lucien," Oceane said, shaking her head as she hugged me. "Goodbye, maman," she said.

I hugged her back. "Goodbye. Don't go yelling at Teachers in french again, okay?" I asked, curling one of her coils of hair around my finger.

Oceane grinned. "Eet was a meestake," she said in her accent. For some reason, she had inherited my slight french accent.

"N'allez pas chercher des combats avec des professeurs. Vous ne voulez pas perdre de points de maison à Serpentard," I warned.

"Oui, maman," she responded, bounding over to Blaise and hugging him.

"You can do whatever you want, Ocean. Just don't go near boys," I overheard him say to my daughter.

I snickered.

"Mum," Lucien said. 

I turned around and gave him a hug, patting his golden hair. "I'm going to miss you, Luc. Don't do anything bad," I said.

Lucien smirked. "When have I?" he asked innocently before skipping over to the train. "Love you, Mum!" he yelled.

"Love you too!" I yelled back, waving.

"Maman," Matteo said, tapping my shoulder.

I turned again and gave my son a hug. "Don't do anything stupid," I warned.

Matteo cocked his head. "When have I?" he asked me.

"I swear, all you Gryffindor's are 90% arrogant, I cannot," I muttered sarcastically.

"Now now, Lyra. Sarcasm this early? Must be a record!" a voice said, feigning shock.

I rolled my eyes, hugging Matteo goodbye and returning to Blaise's side. "Shut up, Calderon," I snapped.

"It's actually-"

I cut Draco off. "Shut up, Malfoy's," I retorted, grinning a little.

Blaise laughed, pecking my lips. "I love you," he said.

I laughed at my husband. "Damn straight, you should. Seeing as we have three children," I told him.

Blaise rolled his eyes. "You know what I mean, Lyra," he said.

I leaned upwards. "Yeah. I do," I murmured before kissing him again.

And for the first time in a lifetime, All Was Well.

Well, in my world.

And I was happy to be Lyrana Abella Esmee Faye de Garnien von Montgelas Bourbon-Penthièvre Vaillancourt-Zabini.

Preferably forever.

Although I kind of felt bad for my children who inherited such long names. Afterall, as each generation passes, our legacy of children's names will just get longer.

Translation:

Oh mon dieu! Ven ici! : Oh my God! Come here!\

Oui, maman: Yes, mum!

Tu es incroyable, Lucien: Amazing Lucien

N'allez pas chercher des combats avec des professeurs. Vous ne voulez pas perdre de points de maison à Serpentard      :      Do not go for fights with teachers. You don't want to lose house points to Slytherin

THE END!