Blaise Zabini, in his 5th year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was a handsome young man, charming and gentlemanly. His mother, Mrs. Zabini, widowed 7 times now likely by her own hand. She was rumored to be a Veela, or half of one, which made it made sense given the fact her son was handsome and one of the most sought after boys in Slytherin.

Blaise never payed any mind to relationships, he had his friends like Draco and Pansy, plus he had his studies and Quidditch. But you were.. different. Remus Lupin was your uncle, or at least that’s what he’s told everyone. You helped out the creature Hagrid kept, were exceptional in potions, and are also a very kindhearted person. You had been invited into Slughorn’s club, which meant you were invited to the lavish party he held every year on december 20th.

You hadn’t really bothered to find anyone to bring with you as a date, after all you had friends who would be there. That was until Blaise approached you one day after potions, adjusting his slytherin tie a bit almost like he was.. nervous? But Blaise Zabini was never nervous, right? He greeted you with a small nod, clearing his throat a bit as you cleaned your potion station. He glanced over his shoulder, watching Professor Slughorn, who seemed to get the message for once and left you two alone.