Contains explicit language and mature themes (that's later on though).

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, there would be more scenes with Blaise Zabini, and he would have been given lines in the movie. I also use Slytherin mottos I've found on tumblr and I quote them here in my story; they're funny and represent Slytherin Pride, which I love. They are not mine, obviously.

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"Okay, I didn't want to do this, but you

leave me no choice.

…Here comes the smolder."

-one-

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Black smoke exploded within the train cart, immediately disgruntling the lot of Slytherins as they cried out, temporarily blinded.

"What was that?" Draco shouted, "Blaise?"

"I don't know," Blaise's cool voice filtered over, unfazed. The smoke was harmless; probably a prank some first-years pulled out of their arses. Though no one was laughing.

Blaise felt someone collide with him in the midst of the madness, and he lowly growled, "Watch where you're going."

"Sorry, kind of hard to do that at the moment," snapped a female's voice.

Once the smoke finally let up, Draco and Blaise could be seen standing in the aisle, many others trying to get back to their seats and muttering amongst themselves. Draco looked thoroughly annoyed, and Blaise watched the girl who'd bumped into him, and then had the nerve to get mad at him.

Her name was Samantha LeClaire, but her admirers called her the 'Slytherin Princess'. She was a tall witch with long brown hair and doe brown eyes. But there was an air about her, one Draco and Blaise similarly carried, that alerted others of her sense of royalty. Like she was above everyone else. She was Slytherin's Princess in her own right.

But she was not above Blaise Zabini, whose own gaze burned so intensely into her that the smoke incident was no longer an issue in the Slytherin compartment; many had turned to eye them now. Samantha and Blaise rarely ever interacted, even with them being in the same year as each other. Then again, Blaise rarely interacted with anyone, Draco and Pansy sometimes being the exceptions. So to see Blaise and Samantha together now was curious.

Samantha stared back at Blaise, utterly silent now that she could see him. Blaise towered slightly over her and was darkly handsome, with eyes that could both terrify and make you weak. Samantha had been caught under Blaise's spell before she'd even realized.

"Samantha! What are you - oh…" Her friend had come running up, pausing after seeing Samantha and Blaise's stand off. "Are you alright?"

Snapping out of it, the Slytherin Princess turned to her friend and blinked. "Of course I am; here I come," and Samantha attempted to squeeze her way past Blaise, who hadn't moved his body an inch to allow her more room. They ended up brushing against each other; he also never lifted his gripping gaze from her. Thanks to a friend, though, Samantha was able to break the eye contact and walk away.

"Why is Zabini staring at you?" murmured Lydia, another sixth year witch who was practically Samantha's other half.

"Because he believes himself too good to be bumped into, even by accident," spat Samantha.

"You bumped into Zabini?"

"Yes, is that suddenly a crime now?"

"I'm not sure but… he's really hot," Lydia barely contained a giggle, and was shoved playfully in the arm by Samantha. "And if he's going to look at you like that, I suggest getting in trouble with him more often."

"Well it's a good thing I never listen to anything you suggest," Samantha rolled her eyes and the pair found their seat at last.

"Blaise?" asked Pansy, "Are you going to sit down? We'll be at Hogwarts soon."

Blaise slowly turned his attention to Pansy, who now sat opposite of Draco at one of the booths. He had been stricken by Samantha's lack of manners; she could have apologized, then again, Blaise had been rude to her. But still, Blaise deserved special treatment. He could be rude to people, not the other way around.

Annoyed, Blaise eventually slid into the booth, beside of Pansy and leaning back into the seat. Draco was more leant forward, elbows over the table and hands together firmly.

"Hogwarts," Draco tone colored with disgust, "What a pathetic excuse for a school. I think I'd pitch myself off of the Astronomy Tower if I had to continue there for another two years."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Pansy asked breathlessly.

"Let's just say there isn't any wasting my time in Charms class next year-" Cut off by a scornful snicker, Draco's frown increased, "Amused, Blaise? ...We'll see just who's laughing in the end."

Blaise's head slowly lifted, now the target for Draco's defiant look. Not that it mattered, not that Blaise actually feared Draco; he openly laughed at the bloke, after all. Blaise's classic smirk emerged, "Tough words, Malfoy. But you really shouldn't let this Death Eater thing go to your head. Isn't your father lying on his ass in Azkaban right now?"

"Don't you dare speak a word about my father!"

Blaise was more than amused now. "Or what-?"

"Boys! Boys, please," said Pansy, "Relax."

A heavy silence fell over the trio, the boys having an apparent stare-off, with Pansy merely glancing between them worriedly. In an attempt to move on from the conversation at hand, she began with something else, "Blaise… you weren't talking to that awful Samantha girl earlier, were you?"

"No," Blaise replied curtly.

"Oh. Well, good then," Pansy seemed pleased. For what reason, no one knew.

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Annnd that's it for now~

I'm going to explore several couples in this one, possibly unpopular couples, who knows.

I hope I did Blaise Zabini some justice though! Louis Cordice did a wonderful job portraying him, he's so gorgeous.

Not to mention I aboslutely love my Slytherins. Mmmhm.

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I'd love to here some of your thoughts and constructive criticisms.