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Fireball\'s Frustration
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,695
Reviews:
9
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Broken Hearts Mended
A/N: Sorry that this chapter took a while to finally put up. Well I won’t waste all this space on personal drama… that’s what my Xanga space is for * smirk *. Thanks to all those who have reviewed and read my little creation.
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Chapter 3: Broken Hearts Mended
Glancing up into the face she’d thought about seeing every moment for the past week, Ginny gasped at how dirty and thin his features were. Somehow during their time apart she’d fantasized this moment and how it would be so dramatic, romantic and perfect. But it made her heart beat nonetheless to have his arms wrapped around her as she cried her eyes out for her lost sister-in-law.
Her fingers clenched tightly to the fabric of his robe. Sniffling she caught a bare whiff of his cologne along his shirtfront.
“Blaise…. I-… I… sh-… she’s gone Blaise, Hermione died” She managed to stammer out before hanging her head and holding him again, her nose softly burrowing into his chest.
Nodding his head slowly the raven-haired former Slytherin held to the red headed former Gryffindor. Violet orbs watching her moves and motions, as he knew how badly this was tearing her apart. Ginny had always been that way, so devoted to family and friends. He’d noticed it long ago, she wore her emotions along her porcelain, and freckle splattered skin. Blaise’s heart felt the loss for her family, remembering how his best friend had drunk himself into a stupor the day that Hermione and Ron exchanged their vows.
Though he never found out why Draco had done such a thing, he was sure he’d find out later about the broody blonde.
Blaise had opened his mouth to speak but shouts in the distance and a loud boom made their heads turn towards the noise. Smoke rose from the old Quidditch Pitch, a fight, a battle was taking place so close to the school. Someone must have let them near… or the frontlines have been pushed back that far.
“Blaise” She managed to speak quickly before the booming became more frequent and the Dark Mark was shining above the pitch. Their hearts dropped to their stomachs at the sight. “Gin… we have to get back, Hogwarts needs us” He spoke softly and slowly before they nodded to each other and gave each other one more kiss before taking off in a run back to the school that had been their home for 7 years.
The final battle waged on for 3 days before the end battle was finally done. Voldemort and his dead followers now cremated and scattered along the lake along with ancient enchantments to keep them that way. Those who didn’t perish within the war were now piecing the wizarding world back together. So many lives disrupted because of someone seeking more power and failing as those before him had. Hermione Granger-Weasley had been buried at the burrow, along with Angelina Johnson, underneath a weeping willow. Ginny thought it was only too fitting.
Families mourned their losses and celebrated those who lived. Harry had been given Order of Merlin First Class by the Ministry of Magic for defeating the Dark Lord Voldemort at last. Although Harry hated the attention he accepted the accommodation and then sought a way to disappear from the eyes of the public, he became a muggle again. Though he let family know where he was.
Ginny was back to her rounds at St. Mungo’s, Blaise was piecing together what was left of his family home Stella Tenebrae, Ron was a mute at the Burrow in his room. Fred and George put their shop back in order and started working at making bigger and better prank items for the world to laugh at.
She had to be happy that things were starting to return to what should be normal now that Voldemort was gone. Pushing back a rogue strand of flaming red hair she tucked the last sheet into the corner of the empty room. ‘Won’t be empty for long’ she thought to herself bitterly. She’d been a healer’s assistant before the war got into full swing and now she was reduced to ‘bed duty’.
A knock against the doorframe caught her attention. Glancing over at the shoes from her bent over position she saw that they belonged to a gentleman, someone who cared about what he wore from the cut of his trousers.
“Can I hel-….”
She trailed off as she looked up into the face of Blaise. Her Raven was back. With a small shriek of glee she crossed the room quickly and wrapped her arms around his frame. Her nose quickly filling with the scent of the man as she burrowed her head into his jacket. She loved how he smelled. How his soap mingled perfectly with his cologne.
“I missed you too Fireball” He stated with a small smirk on his features.
Knowing just how she’d greet him after their time apart. Somehow during the time apart he didn’t feel whole. As if there was a huge part of him missing. Now he knew what that part was, waiting right there at St. Mungo’s for his return. And now he felt complete with her encased in his arms again. The clearing of a throat at the door announced to the pair that they were indeed not alone and that Ginny was still on duty. Giving a soft laugh Ginny placed a kiss on Blaise’s cheek and released her grip from around him.
Chuckling softly Blaise reached up and smoothed out his shirtfront as Ginny looked over at her head nurse who was clucking her tongue dismissively at the pair before turning and heading towards the nurses station.
“Sorry bout that” Ginny said softly, breaking the odd silence for the moment. Blaise merely smiled at her and reached up his hand to cup her face, taking the time to admire her soft porcelain flesh, barely splattered with freckles.
“It’s alright, how much longer do you have left on your shift… and what are your plans for dinner tonight?” the former Slytherin asked her.
“Only 10 more minutes and whatever take-out place that’s closest to my flat” she stated with the embarrassment that her life was ever so dull without the prospect of getting better, until he walked back through that door.
“How about I meet you at your flat in 30 and you are coming with me for dinner” Blaise smirked with the usual Slytherin confidence that had been ingrained in him for so long as a member of that house as well as being the best friend to Draco Malfoy for a majority of his life. With a smile and a nod Ginny took another look at the clock and cursed that she’d only have 20 minutes to prepare for a date with Blaise, but if there was something that Ginny had learned to do growing up with all brothers and being a nurse at Mungo’s, she learned to deal with pressure and getting things done on the fly. Blaise gave her a quick kiss before smiling and walking away.
30 minutes later Blaise knocked on Ginny’s door, shuffling a bunch of red roses and white daisies for his date. His hand reached to smooth out his tie and briefly his violet orbs hid behind his eyelids as he waited for her to answer. He couldn’t remember being so nervous in all of his life. This was to be their first date. Sure, Blaise Zabini had plenty of first dates, but this was one that mattered to him unlike any other.
A muffled “Come on in” was heard from the other side of the flat and Blaise shook his head softly with a smile as he opened the door. The second he stepped in the door he was greeted by a large ginger cat with a squashed face. Crookshanks. Ginny must have adopted him after Hermione’s death. Kneeling on the floor with a feline grace of his own Blaise’s hand quickly reached out and he scratched behind the cat’s ears, rewarded with a soft purring.
Peeking around the corner of her door she saw the sight of the most handsome man she knew bending over to pet her adopted cat. With a content sigh and a smile she finished getting ready. “Be out in a sec Blaise” she said softly as she took another look in the mirror. The dress was a plain princess cut of a royal blue matte satin, cap sleeves trimmed in a silver rope, ending just about mid shin. Single pearls adorned her ears as one hung from a simple silver chain around her neck, hanging right above the dip of her dress.
Taking one deep breath she stepped out of the room, her plain black flats making a soft click as she walked.
Looking up as he heard the click, Blaise’s breath caught in his chest. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair piled on her head in a soft knot, tendrils of red flowed down to her shoulders as she walked towards him with a blue dress that appeared as if it were nothing more than a second skin to her. Tonight was going to be magical, and most certainly a night they would both never forget.
The dinner was at an Italian restaurant, one that Blaise’s company owned in London. It was closed for the evening per his request. That night it was to only be the two of them, no one else.
After dinner they danced at a club, drinking their fair bit of alcohol before catching a muggle cab back to Ginny’s flat.
The pair had snogged in the back of the cab and then continued once they had gotten inside of her flat. On her bed was where they finally ended up resting after snogging each other breathless.
Ginny raised her hand to her now tingling lips as Blaise yawned and stretched at her side. Clearing her throat softly Ginny glanced down at Blaise. “Stay with me?” she asked him softly.
Blaise nodded and wrapped his arms around her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead as his hands moved to remove his tie from his neck.
“Si” Blaise said softly before crushing his lips into hers for one last kiss before the pair fell asleep within each other’s arms. Wrapped in a fond embrace of limbs and clothing was how they slept and how they awoke the next morning.
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A/N: Yes, I know… I’m evil; I make everyone wait for this chapter and STILL no smut. I do tell you, it’s on its way!! I do have more in store for this pair.
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Chapter 3: Broken Hearts Mended
Glancing up into the face she’d thought about seeing every moment for the past week, Ginny gasped at how dirty and thin his features were. Somehow during their time apart she’d fantasized this moment and how it would be so dramatic, romantic and perfect. But it made her heart beat nonetheless to have his arms wrapped around her as she cried her eyes out for her lost sister-in-law.
Her fingers clenched tightly to the fabric of his robe. Sniffling she caught a bare whiff of his cologne along his shirtfront.
“Blaise…. I-… I… sh-… she’s gone Blaise, Hermione died” She managed to stammer out before hanging her head and holding him again, her nose softly burrowing into his chest.
Nodding his head slowly the raven-haired former Slytherin held to the red headed former Gryffindor. Violet orbs watching her moves and motions, as he knew how badly this was tearing her apart. Ginny had always been that way, so devoted to family and friends. He’d noticed it long ago, she wore her emotions along her porcelain, and freckle splattered skin. Blaise’s heart felt the loss for her family, remembering how his best friend had drunk himself into a stupor the day that Hermione and Ron exchanged their vows.
Though he never found out why Draco had done such a thing, he was sure he’d find out later about the broody blonde.
Blaise had opened his mouth to speak but shouts in the distance and a loud boom made their heads turn towards the noise. Smoke rose from the old Quidditch Pitch, a fight, a battle was taking place so close to the school. Someone must have let them near… or the frontlines have been pushed back that far.
“Blaise” She managed to speak quickly before the booming became more frequent and the Dark Mark was shining above the pitch. Their hearts dropped to their stomachs at the sight. “Gin… we have to get back, Hogwarts needs us” He spoke softly and slowly before they nodded to each other and gave each other one more kiss before taking off in a run back to the school that had been their home for 7 years.
The final battle waged on for 3 days before the end battle was finally done. Voldemort and his dead followers now cremated and scattered along the lake along with ancient enchantments to keep them that way. Those who didn’t perish within the war were now piecing the wizarding world back together. So many lives disrupted because of someone seeking more power and failing as those before him had. Hermione Granger-Weasley had been buried at the burrow, along with Angelina Johnson, underneath a weeping willow. Ginny thought it was only too fitting.
Families mourned their losses and celebrated those who lived. Harry had been given Order of Merlin First Class by the Ministry of Magic for defeating the Dark Lord Voldemort at last. Although Harry hated the attention he accepted the accommodation and then sought a way to disappear from the eyes of the public, he became a muggle again. Though he let family know where he was.
Ginny was back to her rounds at St. Mungo’s, Blaise was piecing together what was left of his family home Stella Tenebrae, Ron was a mute at the Burrow in his room. Fred and George put their shop back in order and started working at making bigger and better prank items for the world to laugh at.
She had to be happy that things were starting to return to what should be normal now that Voldemort was gone. Pushing back a rogue strand of flaming red hair she tucked the last sheet into the corner of the empty room. ‘Won’t be empty for long’ she thought to herself bitterly. She’d been a healer’s assistant before the war got into full swing and now she was reduced to ‘bed duty’.
A knock against the doorframe caught her attention. Glancing over at the shoes from her bent over position she saw that they belonged to a gentleman, someone who cared about what he wore from the cut of his trousers.
“Can I hel-….”
She trailed off as she looked up into the face of Blaise. Her Raven was back. With a small shriek of glee she crossed the room quickly and wrapped her arms around his frame. Her nose quickly filling with the scent of the man as she burrowed her head into his jacket. She loved how he smelled. How his soap mingled perfectly with his cologne.
“I missed you too Fireball” He stated with a small smirk on his features.
Knowing just how she’d greet him after their time apart. Somehow during the time apart he didn’t feel whole. As if there was a huge part of him missing. Now he knew what that part was, waiting right there at St. Mungo’s for his return. And now he felt complete with her encased in his arms again. The clearing of a throat at the door announced to the pair that they were indeed not alone and that Ginny was still on duty. Giving a soft laugh Ginny placed a kiss on Blaise’s cheek and released her grip from around him.
Chuckling softly Blaise reached up and smoothed out his shirtfront as Ginny looked over at her head nurse who was clucking her tongue dismissively at the pair before turning and heading towards the nurses station.
“Sorry bout that” Ginny said softly, breaking the odd silence for the moment. Blaise merely smiled at her and reached up his hand to cup her face, taking the time to admire her soft porcelain flesh, barely splattered with freckles.
“It’s alright, how much longer do you have left on your shift… and what are your plans for dinner tonight?” the former Slytherin asked her.
“Only 10 more minutes and whatever take-out place that’s closest to my flat” she stated with the embarrassment that her life was ever so dull without the prospect of getting better, until he walked back through that door.
“How about I meet you at your flat in 30 and you are coming with me for dinner” Blaise smirked with the usual Slytherin confidence that had been ingrained in him for so long as a member of that house as well as being the best friend to Draco Malfoy for a majority of his life. With a smile and a nod Ginny took another look at the clock and cursed that she’d only have 20 minutes to prepare for a date with Blaise, but if there was something that Ginny had learned to do growing up with all brothers and being a nurse at Mungo’s, she learned to deal with pressure and getting things done on the fly. Blaise gave her a quick kiss before smiling and walking away.
30 minutes later Blaise knocked on Ginny’s door, shuffling a bunch of red roses and white daisies for his date. His hand reached to smooth out his tie and briefly his violet orbs hid behind his eyelids as he waited for her to answer. He couldn’t remember being so nervous in all of his life. This was to be their first date. Sure, Blaise Zabini had plenty of first dates, but this was one that mattered to him unlike any other.
A muffled “Come on in” was heard from the other side of the flat and Blaise shook his head softly with a smile as he opened the door. The second he stepped in the door he was greeted by a large ginger cat with a squashed face. Crookshanks. Ginny must have adopted him after Hermione’s death. Kneeling on the floor with a feline grace of his own Blaise’s hand quickly reached out and he scratched behind the cat’s ears, rewarded with a soft purring.
Peeking around the corner of her door she saw the sight of the most handsome man she knew bending over to pet her adopted cat. With a content sigh and a smile she finished getting ready. “Be out in a sec Blaise” she said softly as she took another look in the mirror. The dress was a plain princess cut of a royal blue matte satin, cap sleeves trimmed in a silver rope, ending just about mid shin. Single pearls adorned her ears as one hung from a simple silver chain around her neck, hanging right above the dip of her dress.
Taking one deep breath she stepped out of the room, her plain black flats making a soft click as she walked.
Looking up as he heard the click, Blaise’s breath caught in his chest. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair piled on her head in a soft knot, tendrils of red flowed down to her shoulders as she walked towards him with a blue dress that appeared as if it were nothing more than a second skin to her. Tonight was going to be magical, and most certainly a night they would both never forget.
The dinner was at an Italian restaurant, one that Blaise’s company owned in London. It was closed for the evening per his request. That night it was to only be the two of them, no one else.
After dinner they danced at a club, drinking their fair bit of alcohol before catching a muggle cab back to Ginny’s flat.
The pair had snogged in the back of the cab and then continued once they had gotten inside of her flat. On her bed was where they finally ended up resting after snogging each other breathless.
Ginny raised her hand to her now tingling lips as Blaise yawned and stretched at her side. Clearing her throat softly Ginny glanced down at Blaise. “Stay with me?” she asked him softly.
Blaise nodded and wrapped his arms around her, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead as his hands moved to remove his tie from his neck.
“Si” Blaise said softly before crushing his lips into hers for one last kiss before the pair fell asleep within each other’s arms. Wrapped in a fond embrace of limbs and clothing was how they slept and how they awoke the next morning.
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A/N: Yes, I know… I’m evil; I make everyone wait for this chapter and STILL no smut. I do tell you, it’s on its way!! I do have more in store for this pair.