Blaise: Greengrass?
Ana: Yes.
Ana: Zabini?
Blaise: I wanted to present you my apologies. I was severely out of line on my comments.
Ana: Oh.
Ana: Well..
Ana: Thank you.
Blaise: There is nothing to thanks. It was wrong of me to attack you publicly, following the habitual ways of our house. I should know better than lower myself like that.
Ana: I expect it. I wasn't hurt.
Blaise: Despite our non-existent relationship you should not expect such a thing from me. And I must say I don't quite believe you as in not being hurt.
Ana: Because of our.. non-existant relationship, you have no reason to think I would be.
Ana: But.
Ana: As long as you apoloised... I'm sorry as well.
Ana: You aren't as bad as Goyle.
Blaise: God, I surely expect not! I don't eat that much and I can actually read and understand a sentence at the same time.
Ana: ...
Ana: You almost made me laugh.
Ana: But, yes, you're not that bad.
Blaise: It wasn't my intention, I assure you. I was most serious. As a matter of fact is a school of thought.
Ana: I'm sure it wasn't your intention.
Blaise: Well, I won't bother you any longer. And I'm sorry. Again.
Ana: You're not.... you're not bothering me.
Ana: It's better than those books, anyway.
Ana: Or.. Draco talking about how I'm the smallest and weakest Slytherin girl.
Blaise: Oh, I bet
Ana: You bet?
Blaise: If I found them in my house's library... I think I might need emotional support, or something.
Ana: Oh. Yes, well... I don't assume my parents have actually used them.
Ana: So.. it isn't that bad.
Blaise: He did play very well his part as knight in shining armor.
Ana: I didn't need him to.
Ana: And... and I don't know why he did.
Blaise: I am sure he has his own motives. He always has. Since he was a toddler.
Ana: I know.
Ana: I remember.
Blaise: He was most vicious with his baby's rattle
Ana: I know you're serious...but... I did laugh at that.
Ana: A bit.
Blaise: ...
Blaise: you do realize that this is the longer conversation we have held in five years, right?
Ana: I don't talk much.
Ana: To.. anyone.
Blaise: Neither do I... at least at School
Ana: I've noticed.
Ana: But you I mean.. you could. If you wanted to.
Blaise: I could? Where have you been living these last five years, Greengrass?
Ana: In the Serpent's Den... and there long enough to see that you can defend yourself....
Blaise: Had to learn. That or being systematically hexed by brainwave-zero purebloods
Ana: Yes... well.. you learned.
Blaise: Had no other choice.
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Ana: Right.
Blaise: Not that you would understand it.
Ana: No... you are, of course, the only one with reason to wary of them....
Ana: How could I forget.
Blaise: Oh, they prey on those who the main group deem weak too. But it cannot compare with what they do to those, as me, who don't have what they consider pureblood.
Ana: That hate is all they've been taught.
Ana: I've been taught the same thing.
Blaise: Oh, you have? And yet you are talking to me?
Blaise: How very corageous of you.
Ana: Yes...And listening to muggle music to. I'm sure Father will be thrilled.
Ana: If he decides to come home.
Blaise: It was a surprise to see your music choice, really.
Blaise: I think you would enjoy some of the clubs I've been visiting lately.
Ana: It... was a surprise that you noticed.
Blaise: Well, I'm the muggle-lover, remember?
Ana: Yes.
Ana: I... the photography of you with your cousin was... nice.
Blaise: .... er...t-thank you
Ana: You... looked happy.
Blaise: I usually am when I'm with those I love and that love me. Yes.
Ana: Yes. Well... good.
Blaise: Well, yes... and I was having fun that particular night. Muggle-clubs are fun.
Ana: They sound... loud.
Ana: I... I go to a muggle record shoppe, sometimes...
Blaise: And glittery. I don't think I would ever forget the glitter....
Ana: I don't think I would like glitter.
Blaise: Once you have gotten in the mood it doesn't matter that much... I guess
Ana: In the mood?
Blaise: You reach a point when the music is all you care about...
Blaise: You should try it sometime. If you don't fear the muggles will bite you or something, of course...
Ana: I know they're not animals, Zabini.
Ana: I just... I couldn't.
Blaise: For all they teach to you you might as well do think it.
Ana: I'm not stupid.
Blaise: Whe couldn't you? Other than by the fact that you would give your parents a heart attack, I reckon.
Ana: My parents aren't here.
Blaise: So? I see no problem.
Ana: I... wouldn't be comfortable.
Ana: I'm... never comfortable.
Blaise: And why is that? I mean, nobody would know who you were, or what house you were from. It's a freeing experience, believe me.
Ana: I wouldn't know what to do.
Blaise: That's easy. You'd only need to be yourself. Who you truly are, or another completely different person. Nobody would know. Nobody would judge you for your colours or your heritage. I've found it as a way of escape myself.
Ana: Maybe. It sounds... nice.
Ana: Maybe one day.
Blaise: Hmm... If you wouldn't mind the company, I could take you with my cousin and me one day. She is nice and she knows of the magical world. She wouldn't be a problem....
Ana: You...
Ana: You don't like me, Zabini.
Ana: What are you playing at?
Blaise: I play at nothing. And I don't know if I don't like you. I don't know you enough to know it, now do I? Just... ignore my suggestion, alright? It was stupid of me to ask you that.
Ana: ...
Ana: I didn't mean to upset you.
Ana: I wasn't attacking you.. or anything.
Blaise: Well, it's been somewhat nice talking to you, for a change. I reckon I'll see you around, Greengrass...
Ana: Wait.
Ana: I'm.... I'm sorry, okay.
Ana: It's been... I've enjoyed talking to you.
Blaise: Look, I told you. It doesn't matter.
Blaise: Sorry for bothering you or whatever.
Ana: Yeah... I don't expect it too... Matter. Really.
Ana: But.. you didn't bother me.
Blaise: Right. Forget I said anything, alright. It was stupid of my to presume you would willingy come to muggle-London with me and my family.
Ana: Why would you want me to?
Blaise: Oh, I don't know. Maybe to show you places that might interest you?... I was just trying to be nice, actually. But don't worry, you've left clear your opinion.
Ana: Stop it, Blaise. I didn't mean it that... Fine! I'll go...
Ana: Is that better?
Blaise: You don't have to come if you don't want to, Greengrass. I'm not forcing you to anything.
Ana: No. I will. I said I will...
Blaise: Very well. You can use the floo to get here. The house is into the system: #13 <insert high-middle-class London street here>. Saturday night is a good date for you?
Ana: Yes, that's... that's fine.
Blaise: Hmm... you said you were alone at home? Do you want to come and have dinner with us? I'm sure grandma wouldn't mind...
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Ana: Oh. Well... I... I didn't have plans, or anything..
Blaise: Alright, then let's move the hour to 18:00. Is that fine?
Ana: That's... okay. Fine.
Blaise: Cool. I think this is the first time a housemate comes over. My grandparents will be thrilled.
Ana: Well...that's nice, I guess.
Blaise: Do you have any preference with the food?
Ana: No..no. Whatever...
Blaise: I think we can get some muggle sweets, if you like them. I'm not too much into sugar, but Grandma cannot help herself : )
Ana: I don't really like sweets...
Ana: I give them all to Millicent.
Blaise: Well... er... it shows.....
Ana: What?
Blaise: nothing, nothing... nevermind
Ana: Oh. Okay...
Blaise: Well, see you on Saturday, then. I'll go tell my cousin will be taking you with us clubbing. Just a word: Beware the eye-liner. If she gets a hold of you... you are lost, understood?
Ana: I'll remember... I...
Ana: Guess I'll have to go shopping...or something.
Blaise: well... My cousin is tall, but my parents could cast some charm to make her clothes smaller, if you don't want to go shopping to muggle london....
Ana: Um. I don't.. I mean...
Ana: I won't know what to wear.
Ana: ...That sounds really... dumb.
Ana: I mean... I have jeans, and things... for when I go to the record shoppe..
Ana: Nevermind.
Ana: I'll figure it out.
Blaise: Decided then. Come to my house with your robe. We'll look into my cousin's wardrobe. She won't mind.
Ana: Oh..well.. okay.
Blaise: Until saturday then. It's been... nice talking to you.
Ana: Yeah.... you too. I guess. You can... you can talk me again. If you want.
Blaise: Of course. The same applies to you.
Ana: Alright.
Ana: Goodbye, Zabini.
Blaise: Goodbye Greengrass.
