"Morrigan" A voice jolted me out of my thoughts and Blaise Zabini drops into the open seat on the sofa I was sitting on, I looked up over my book with a raised eyebrow, I looked around the room but there was no sign of Malfoy. Why would Blaise Zabini willingly sit next to me with no one else around?
"Zabini, what can I do for you?" I asked and bookmarked my page before closing the book, might as well engage in the conversation.
"For the love of Salazar please don't call me that" Zabini grimaced, I smirked at him and he rolled his eyes "But you're going to do it anyway"
"Hey, if it annoys you then I'm all for it" I replied "I'm bored as fuck, but let's go back to why you sat down"
"Alright" Zabini sighed "Don't think I'm a creeper or anything but your name was horribly familiar so I looked it up"
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit.
"I asked my mother about the name Morrigan and it's kinda flipped everything on its head" Zabini continued and I frowned slightly.
"I don't think I'm going to like this" I stated and crossed my legs with my elbows on my knees.
"I didn't like it at first myself but I've had time to....adjust" Zabini paused as he examined my face, "My mother told me who my father was, she didn't want to tell me but I managed to get it out of her"
"Okay...why are you telling me this?" I asked still frowning and Zabini looked away for a second before turning back to me with a blank look on his face.
"Because my father was Luke Morrigan"
The world around me froze as I thought back to what Severus had told me about my father. He loved my mother but he did have an affair with a woman. "Fuck off" I blurted and Zabini just stared at me while I absorbed the information, "Snape did tell me my father had an affair but never told me who with"
"I didn't believe it at first but my mother told me the story, your father was going through a rough patch and my mother helped him and she fell for him. We all know my mother's reputation" Zabini explained and I nodded.
"Six-time widow" I deadpanned and Zabini nodded slowly, "Beautiful beyond belief and very wealthy"
"That's the one. Apparently, they had an affair for a few months until she fell pregnant with me and your father went back to your mother and left her alone. It was his darkest secret, I was the love child of a brief affair and he was determined to keep it quiet, according to my mother he bought her silence"
"This is insane," I said after a minute, "You're trying to tell me that you're my half-brother"
"I didn't believe it at first until my mother showed me my birth records, there was a paternal test in there. It stated Luke Morrigan was my father, so yeah, you're my half-sister" Zabini said, and eventually, I smiled.
"I think I'm okay with that"
"Wait, really?" Zabini sounded shocked "It's just that you're always so quiet and I've learned that you like to be left alone, but that seemed to have changed this year"
"I guess it has changed a bit" I admitted and my thoughts went to the blonde-haired boy who seems to take up 99% of my thoughts.
"You've spent a lot of time with Draco since the year started, Pansy hates it"
"Well Parkinson can suck my dick" I interrupted and Zabini howled with laughter and I couldn't help but laugh along, but the laughter came to an abrupt end when we were interrupted.
"Morrigan!" I turned my head quickly and Malfoy was striding across the common room and braced his hands on the back of the sofa, looking between Zabini and me. He looked almost jealous.
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Damaged (A Draco Malfoy FanFiction)
FanfictionHer last name defines who she should be. His last name defines who he should be. She's better off alone, at least she likes to think so. He has allies, not friends. So why does she find herself wondering about him? So why does he find himself w...