[Fic:] Chapter 12 Zabini Manor
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smirkingcatTitle: Chapter 12 Zabini Manor
Author :smirkingcat
Rating: PG-13
Word Count : 1.431
Notes: and the story goes on: find part one @lj, @dw
many thanks and gratitude tothemightyflynn all the beta!
a year with this story in my life, and i enjoy working on it so much, there are already some future chapters written but it will be a while to get there; the beginning is slow, and yes even after a year this is still rather the beginning... i am such a slow write, which fits since i am also a very slow read and study XD
i want to thank you all who are on this journey with me, and i hope you enjoy it as much as i do!
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hp_bunintheoven September prompt 1: I never plan that far ahead
Summary: Severus finally get to see the seldom talked about home of his lover
Warnings: fluff, mpreg, D/s- subtext, OOC | for this chapter and for certain the next change of pov
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
While Blaise was getting dressed, Severus couldn’t help himself but to stare at his lover’s stomach. He had been perfectly aware of what pregnant meant, and he knew what the end result was going to be. But having heard the heartbeat of that rather impish looking being changed things. Even for him. Or maybe especially for him?
Severus prided himself on his honesty, not only towards others, but also towards himself. He was not in the habit of deceiving anyone, himself least of all. The truth was that Blaise altogether was out of his league. The young man was of a complexion that made beautiful pale in comparison. His Italian features gave him the air of a living Patrician, and he moved with a natural grace and assurance, that left no doubt that he knew his worth. But these were just the superficial things hat Severus had come to appreciate. What he really valued was the silent understanding, the sharp mind behind the all too pleasing smile, the deep trust that Blaise offered so willingly. He was astounding in many ways, and Severus knew that Blaise was more than he deserved.
And now there would be a child.
Never once had he thought that he would be a father. Not only because he was not particularly fond of children in and of themselves, but also because there were certain criteria that should be met before one made the decision to have a child with someone else. A solid foundation was one such criteria.
It is true that they had had their agreement for roughly ten years now. But mostly it was a weekend arrangement. Not even every weekend, either. Sometimes, though, they would spend a week together, so it balanced itself out. That meant fifty-two weekends, which amounted to one hundred and four days a year. That times ten meant roughly one thousand and forty days. Divide that by the days of a year, and it meant that in reality they had spent around three years together. And the big catch to it was that they mostly spent this time on their games, on their sex-life. It wasn’t only Blaise who worried about not knowing anything about Severus’ rituals and ways to do things. Severus was keenly aware that he had no real knowledge about the way Blaise lived outside of school or outside of their arrangement.
Yes, he knew about the balls and banquets, the flat in London with that one house-elf. He knew that Blaise bored easily, but was also quick to launch himself into a new project. And that Blaise was able to pretend an interested attitude, even when he deemed the other person unworthy of his attention. It was a trait he had down to an art form, and which made him much more Slytherin than Draco, who was unable to hide his disdain.
But living together would be quite the leap for both of them. Having heard that heartbeat, having seen their... munchkin, there was no doubt that he wanted to see the thing, that was part Blaise and part himself grow; wanted to be there and help Blaise carry the burden.
He watched as Blaise put his robe in order and then for the amount of just a few moments fidget with the hem of his sleeve. Severus saw the deep breath Blaise took, before he straightened his spine and squared his shoulders and then turned around to him.
”With me then?“
Severus had to hide the small smile that wanted to escape him. Seeing Blaise Zabini flustered was a novelty, even for him, but one he could come to enjoy quite easily. Instead of answering, he offered his hand and waited for Blaise to move.
They left the healer’s house and then walked a bit in silence. They passed several side alleys where nobody would notice them apparating away, but Blaise did not step into one, and Severus didn’t push him.
”You have to be aware that... well, my family always tried really hard and well...,“ Blaise took a deep breath, ”You will see.“ And, with that he stepped in a side ally and they vanished into thin air.
With a small noise, they landed in what Severus presumed must be the driveway. He looked around in search of the house, but made sure not to show his confusion.
”The legalities are all done so, theoretically speaking, we can change everything you do not like,“ Blaise said and started to walk the gravel covered path.
”Theoretically?“ Severus asked, sending a quick glance in the direction behind him, and finding a rather big iron gate with masonic pillars on either side. But there was also a magic to them. No matter what, Zabinis apparently did not do anything in halves when it came to wards. A sentiment Severus could only approve.
He also noted the small hedge along the path as a border to the lush grass, which had intricate flower designs spaced intermittently along it. What was really astonishing was that some of them were not only rare or horrendously expensive, but also restricted or forbidden potions ingredients, right there, for everyone to see. That for certain gained the grounds and the house Severus’ full attention. Not that he would say so.
”Theoretically because, depending on what you wish to change, it might not be possible. As a family, the Zabinis are not known for thinking ahead as we are rather easy going in private. However some of my family linked some parts of the house to the wards, others just made it so that if you remove what they thought made the character of the house, it would collapse. So, theoretically we can try to change it, but depending on what you would like to change, it might be more trouble than it is worth.“ Blaise sighed and haltered after the slight right bend, and gestured with his arm towards the house.
The house - which now that he saw it Severus deemed an unfit term - had... character for certain. But it was also plain why Blaise said he would understand, because he did.
It looked like a castle with many, many towers at first glance. But then you could see the different styles, different colours. It was not as if it did not fit together. It was beautiful. But, also, Severus had to agree, the sign of a family trying too hard. He now understood why Blaise compared it to Malfoy Manor so often.
Zabini Manor was much like Malfoy Manor, surrounded by rich, vast land. However, Malfoy Manor demanded respect simply by being there. It was imposing, grand, and entering it made one feel like someone.
Zabini Manor, on the other hand had a more charming nature to it. It was delightful. But it completely lacked the serious air; the grandness of old money and blood.
That circumstance amused him, but also made something in him relax. So, the mansion looked a bit odd, ill shaped and tried too hard, but that just fitted him and, by extension, them.
”So far, I find it acceptable. However, that munchkin of ours will not be allowed to play in this front lawn before it has a firm understanding of what poisonous means,“ Severus said after the silence was on the verge of turning uncomfortable.
Blaise snorted. ”There is a backyard too, you know. And wards, lots and lots of wards. You can see what you are seeing because I already keyed you in. Believe me visitors see something different.“
”So sense does run in your family, even if the house would suggest differently,“ Severus stated in dryly.
”A glowing endorsement if I ever heard one from you,“ Blaise answered lightly and bumped his shoulder against Severus’.
”Are you going to show me the inside, or shall I stand here and just picture it?“ Severus replied, amused. He had noticed the relaxation in Blaise’s shoulders ever since their conversation resumed.
”I highly doubt that you would be able to picture the oddities my family came up with, but you can try to picture it, and later tell me if you got anything right.“
Severus noticed that, for the first time, Blaise didn’t seem to be nervous about showing him the house, but rather he was amused, and there was also a bit of pride. He easily fell into step with Blaise, taking in the details of the garden and the front of the house as they moved closer.
The house would be a lovely place to raise a child, in Severus’ humble opinion.
Chapter 13: at lj | at dw
Author :
smirkingcatRating: PG-13
Word Count : 1.431
Notes: and the story goes on: find part one @lj, @dw
many thanks and gratitude to
themightyflynn all the beta!a year with this story in my life, and i enjoy working on it so much, there are already some future chapters written but it will be a while to get there; the beginning is slow, and yes even after a year this is still rather the beginning... i am such a slow write, which fits since i am also a very slow read and study XD
i want to thank you all who are on this journey with me, and i hope you enjoy it as much as i do!
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hp_bunintheoven September prompt 1: I never plan that far ahead Summary: Severus finally get to see the seldom talked about home of his lover
Warnings: fluff, mpreg, D/s- subtext, OOC | for this chapter and for certain the next change of pov
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
While Blaise was getting dressed, Severus couldn’t help himself but to stare at his lover’s stomach. He had been perfectly aware of what pregnant meant, and he knew what the end result was going to be. But having heard the heartbeat of that rather impish looking being changed things. Even for him. Or maybe especially for him?
Severus prided himself on his honesty, not only towards others, but also towards himself. He was not in the habit of deceiving anyone, himself least of all. The truth was that Blaise altogether was out of his league. The young man was of a complexion that made beautiful pale in comparison. His Italian features gave him the air of a living Patrician, and he moved with a natural grace and assurance, that left no doubt that he knew his worth. But these were just the superficial things hat Severus had come to appreciate. What he really valued was the silent understanding, the sharp mind behind the all too pleasing smile, the deep trust that Blaise offered so willingly. He was astounding in many ways, and Severus knew that Blaise was more than he deserved.
And now there would be a child.
Never once had he thought that he would be a father. Not only because he was not particularly fond of children in and of themselves, but also because there were certain criteria that should be met before one made the decision to have a child with someone else. A solid foundation was one such criteria.
It is true that they had had their agreement for roughly ten years now. But mostly it was a weekend arrangement. Not even every weekend, either. Sometimes, though, they would spend a week together, so it balanced itself out. That meant fifty-two weekends, which amounted to one hundred and four days a year. That times ten meant roughly one thousand and forty days. Divide that by the days of a year, and it meant that in reality they had spent around three years together. And the big catch to it was that they mostly spent this time on their games, on their sex-life. It wasn’t only Blaise who worried about not knowing anything about Severus’ rituals and ways to do things. Severus was keenly aware that he had no real knowledge about the way Blaise lived outside of school or outside of their arrangement.
Yes, he knew about the balls and banquets, the flat in London with that one house-elf. He knew that Blaise bored easily, but was also quick to launch himself into a new project. And that Blaise was able to pretend an interested attitude, even when he deemed the other person unworthy of his attention. It was a trait he had down to an art form, and which made him much more Slytherin than Draco, who was unable to hide his disdain.
But living together would be quite the leap for both of them. Having heard that heartbeat, having seen their... munchkin, there was no doubt that he wanted to see the thing, that was part Blaise and part himself grow; wanted to be there and help Blaise carry the burden.
He watched as Blaise put his robe in order and then for the amount of just a few moments fidget with the hem of his sleeve. Severus saw the deep breath Blaise took, before he straightened his spine and squared his shoulders and then turned around to him.
”With me then?“
Severus had to hide the small smile that wanted to escape him. Seeing Blaise Zabini flustered was a novelty, even for him, but one he could come to enjoy quite easily. Instead of answering, he offered his hand and waited for Blaise to move.
They left the healer’s house and then walked a bit in silence. They passed several side alleys where nobody would notice them apparating away, but Blaise did not step into one, and Severus didn’t push him.
”You have to be aware that... well, my family always tried really hard and well...,“ Blaise took a deep breath, ”You will see.“ And, with that he stepped in a side ally and they vanished into thin air.
With a small noise, they landed in what Severus presumed must be the driveway. He looked around in search of the house, but made sure not to show his confusion.
”The legalities are all done so, theoretically speaking, we can change everything you do not like,“ Blaise said and started to walk the gravel covered path.
”Theoretically?“ Severus asked, sending a quick glance in the direction behind him, and finding a rather big iron gate with masonic pillars on either side. But there was also a magic to them. No matter what, Zabinis apparently did not do anything in halves when it came to wards. A sentiment Severus could only approve.
He also noted the small hedge along the path as a border to the lush grass, which had intricate flower designs spaced intermittently along it. What was really astonishing was that some of them were not only rare or horrendously expensive, but also restricted or forbidden potions ingredients, right there, for everyone to see. That for certain gained the grounds and the house Severus’ full attention. Not that he would say so.
”Theoretically because, depending on what you wish to change, it might not be possible. As a family, the Zabinis are not known for thinking ahead as we are rather easy going in private. However some of my family linked some parts of the house to the wards, others just made it so that if you remove what they thought made the character of the house, it would collapse. So, theoretically we can try to change it, but depending on what you would like to change, it might be more trouble than it is worth.“ Blaise sighed and haltered after the slight right bend, and gestured with his arm towards the house.
The house - which now that he saw it Severus deemed an unfit term - had... character for certain. But it was also plain why Blaise said he would understand, because he did.
It looked like a castle with many, many towers at first glance. But then you could see the different styles, different colours. It was not as if it did not fit together. It was beautiful. But, also, Severus had to agree, the sign of a family trying too hard. He now understood why Blaise compared it to Malfoy Manor so often.
Zabini Manor was much like Malfoy Manor, surrounded by rich, vast land. However, Malfoy Manor demanded respect simply by being there. It was imposing, grand, and entering it made one feel like someone.
Zabini Manor, on the other hand had a more charming nature to it. It was delightful. But it completely lacked the serious air; the grandness of old money and blood.
That circumstance amused him, but also made something in him relax. So, the mansion looked a bit odd, ill shaped and tried too hard, but that just fitted him and, by extension, them.
”So far, I find it acceptable. However, that munchkin of ours will not be allowed to play in this front lawn before it has a firm understanding of what poisonous means,“ Severus said after the silence was on the verge of turning uncomfortable.
Blaise snorted. ”There is a backyard too, you know. And wards, lots and lots of wards. You can see what you are seeing because I already keyed you in. Believe me visitors see something different.“
”So sense does run in your family, even if the house would suggest differently,“ Severus stated in dryly.
”A glowing endorsement if I ever heard one from you,“ Blaise answered lightly and bumped his shoulder against Severus’.
”Are you going to show me the inside, or shall I stand here and just picture it?“ Severus replied, amused. He had noticed the relaxation in Blaise’s shoulders ever since their conversation resumed.
”I highly doubt that you would be able to picture the oddities my family came up with, but you can try to picture it, and later tell me if you got anything right.“
Severus noticed that, for the first time, Blaise didn’t seem to be nervous about showing him the house, but rather he was amused, and there was also a bit of pride. He easily fell into step with Blaise, taking in the details of the garden and the front of the house as they moved closer.
The house would be a lovely place to raise a child, in Severus’ humble opinion.
Chapter 13: at lj | at dw
