Blaise walks into your room one day to pick you up for dinner in the Great Hall. "B*tch, hurry up so we can go to dinner."

"O...okay," you softly say as you get up. Blaise's heart completely breaks as he sees your reaction. He walks over to you and lifts your head, his thumb gently stroking your cheek.

"If I ever speak to you that way, you better slap the taste out of my mouth, do you understand me?" Your gaze drops.

"Hey, hey...no. Look at me, Ma," he says softly. "No one should ever speak to you like that, me included. I need you to know your worth, love." Your eyes soften as you see the sincerity in his eyes.

"It's just that my ex would talk down to me like that," you say, your voice wavering.

"Well, that's not happening over here with me, okay?"

You smile at him, "Okay."

"Good. Now, let's go to dinner," he says as he wraps his arm around your waist. "But first, we need to stop by Mattheo's room."

"Why?" you question.

"He and I are going to pay your ex a little visit."