Blaise Zabini Novels & Stories

Should he ask Rita to cane her on the palms instead? "Apologies for my interruption prefects." A tall and pretty blonde girl peeped her head into the classroom, narrowing her eyes at Zain. "Sasha McAngel is exempted from all physical punishments. She reported her case earlier to the head boy. I am here to pass on the order on his behalf." She conveyed the orders and left.

In front of him, there was a somewhat intimidating invigilator with piercing cobalt eyes. Beside her, the invigilator who ate a grilled cheese sandwich laughed. Zen recalled his name to be Bolt. He was an information specialist. As invigilators didn’t have credits nor character profile cards, Zen simply requested an introduction if they wanted a meal so that he could match the name to a face. “Oh, she doesn’t use the VR system very much, so she probably didn’t know how to accept your request or reply. However, she came today wanting to eat strawberry pancakes if you make them.”

" No please don't do this Brian please." The girl cried out as I launched at her tearing a part of her cheek as she screamed in horror and pain. I enjoyed her tastes. "Shhh, it'll be over soon my lovely." I said as I dried off her tears with my fingers and continued feasting upon her face. I usually loved to dine on my prey on the table while they are tied down. I live alone, except for my one and only servant. Mr. Wilson is what I call him. My parents had passed when I was a lad, but they were like me. Cannibals. They raised me to believe how they believed. Feed upon the young and you remain young forever. I have never felt love for no one except maybe my parents and my servant.

Becoming a guardian I thought would finally serve as my purpose, what I knew could make my mother proud if revealing the secret was safe. Among all the other initiates in my class, there was one very strange. Her name was Zinhle Mbule, she sat two chairs towards my right. She had black radiant hair that made her look like a model of a certain magazine cover and a smile that lit up the entire room. A true humble spirit. Before lessons began, Zinhle would take out a black book, which I thought at first was a Bible. She would then mumble a few words and place the book back inside her bag, the following day she would repeat that very same routine. Rumors about her began to spread, some said she

I said to her, and then her group of minions came running up, and off she went. “I’ve got to go,” I said to my boys and headed off towards the office. I had the first period free and I did work in the school’s office with the reception, Mrs. Noel. She is a very sweet old lady. With my grades, I could pretty much fly through my senior year. Without taking a single class if I wanted to, but I was doing my best to impress colleges. I wanted to get far from this place one day. That’s when I saw Sadie. She was sitting while her mother was talking with Mrs. Noel. I walked in and Mrs. Noel smiled up at me. “Perfect, Jacob here can show Sadie around for us.” Mrs. Noel said. Sadie looked up at me and

Still, it was nice to be the bully rather than the victim. Damien had his slave girl on a leash as usual. The other students had almost completely stopped gawking and commenting on it. Poor Belle was just part of the school scenery now, like the kid with the skin condition and the guy with the bright ginger afro. Sensing his attention, she looked up with misty, dead eyes. Her cheeks were drawn and pale, as though Damien had been starving her. He noticed how her eyes flitted to the oat bar in his hand.

“ Are you Derek? Hello, I am Ginny. I will be in charge of teaching you about the foundation of magic,” Ginny introduced herself to him, she was a very beautiful woman. With her red hair that floated behind her and brown eyes that were filled with warmth that he had never seen after the death of his mother.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

They might be ghouls, but they were still her friends and that was all that mattered, Caitlynn turned and saw that Tobias had somehow already left. Figures, they had inhumane speed. She wondered who the little girl was. She caught sight of her violet hair next to Blaise by the other side of the room. She was reaching up, fingers grasping air. She was asking to be picked up.

Miranda knew that if it wasn't for her powers, she would have been intimidated by the raven-haired, Faith Abel. The door slides open and Zikki enters the classroom. The sudden surge of excitement fills the air, making it feel as though a celebrity had just arrived. As Zikki walks in, some of the female students are hesitant to approach him because of his ex-girlfriend's presence. However, they still greet him with waves. When Zikki finally reaches Faith's table, a smile spreads across his face. Faith returns a smile, feeling relieved that things are not awkward between them.