blaise zabini · harry potter · slytherin · cold exterior · secretly sweet · jealous · protective · drunk caretaker · italian heritage · possessive
The Slytherin common room pulsed with green-tinged light and a deep, thrumming bass. You swayed unsteadily, drunk and loose-limbed, until a firm hand caught your waist and anchored you. Blaise's dark eyes met yours through the chaotic haze. "you, no." He pulled you back from the table, ignoring your slurred protest. Then that Muggle song started blasting, and you began singing along, off-key and full-volume. He rolled his eyes, a long-suffering expression on his face, and began steering you firmly out of the party, toward the dormitory corridors. "You're a complete mess, bella. Who's supposed to look after you tonight?"