He also knows it's to ensure his lack of culpability should authorities one day get a murder charge to stick.
But it's nice to be reminded of it every now and again, especially when the feeling of her touch on his skin, her lips on his forehead or her soft words whispered against his hair start to fade the longer she stays away from home.īlaise knows that part of her reason for being away for so long is wanting to shield Blaise from her amori. Blaise knows this as surely as the fact that the sun rises in the east, water is wet and the Italian magical community fucking sucks. It's not a secret that his mother loves him.
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"Won't you be lonely, tesoro? All on your own in a foreign country…" his mother frets, running her hands across his hair and down his face, cupping his cheeks and smoothing the skin under his eyes with gentleness and love. Blaise happily throws the l'Accademia di Magia e Stregoneria acceptance letter in the fireplace before hunting down his mother - at home for his birthday as she always is, no matter where in the world she was a day before or where she'll go off to the day after - and demanding to be allowed to attend Hogwarts instead. The letter is short and to the point, and enclosed are a list of required supplies, an official application form tying Blaise's mother in an agreement to pay for 7 years of tuition - non refundable - and a guide to navigating Magical Britain. They must be really desperate to fill those seats left empty in the wake of the war. The Scottish institution rarely sends out invitations to foreign children, unless at least one of their parents attended Hogwarts as well. A school where all of his peers will have already met and known each other for years, while Blaise will be the odd one out. The last thing he wants is to go to a school where his name will be whispered at every corner, where his mother will be called a murderer, a whore, and so much worse. He stares at the letter for what feels like hours, glaring holes into the parchment and wishing it would catch fire already. When Blaise turns 11, his mood takes a deep dive downwards when l'Accademia di Magia e Stregoneria owls him his invitation to the school. Blaise never gets invited to birthday parties, his mother never attends galas. His mother isn't a well-liked person in any circles but especially not in Italian ones, and that makes gaining friends or establishing any sort of connection to his peers rather difficult. Most of his time as a child was spent tanning on the coast, attending boring lessons on magical theory, history, geography, maths, and literature, and slightly less boring ones on Pureblood etiquette and politics. Blaise started spending more and more time in their villa in Salerno with the staff in charge of the place's upkeep and the governess his mother hired 2 years prior, while his mother went gallivanting around the continent with her 'amori'.Īs a result, Blaise hasn't had much luck when it comes to company, let alone company his own age. It made living together as a "family" quite hard.īy the time Blaise was 8, his mother gave up on trying to get Blaise and her newest hubby to get along. Of course, it never helped that Blaise hated every single one of them, nor that the sentiment was returned in full. His mother, although doting and invested in Blaise's education, health and general well-being, never quite learned to balance her attention between her husbands and her only son. Blaise only knows that he got killed and it was his mother's fault. His mother never speaks of him - his father, the man who Blaise got his last name from, the man whose last name his mother still wears proudly no matter how many times she remarries.
His biological father died when he was two or three years old, too young to remember anything but vague images and scenes playing in his head when he thought about them hard enough, vague to the point of making him wonder if they're actually memories or just his head making things up. ← Previous Work Part 12 of Flufftober 2022įlufftober 2022, Flufftober 2022, Flufftober 2022 Stats: Published: Words: 5885 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 10 Kudos: 151 Bookmarks: 18 Hits: 744īlaise Zabini grew up alone.
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