I couldn't tell her what I was thinking.

[slytherincoffee]

I couldn't tell my mother that I thought she was idiotic for helping to give Voldemort the power to make the Inferi. I couldn't tell her that, even though inside I was screaming at her for being so stupid as to buy into the Dark Lord's seductive lies. That it would not only harm her in this lifetime, but abusing her gift like that would not cause our gods to look with favor on her. The Baron is a jealous master and he does not share with anyone, not even upstart Dark Lords. I was head of the household and I wanted to scream at her, but I couldn't. No matter how my mother has disappointed me in the past, she is still my mother.





I couldn't tell her that I loved her and wanted to her to be safe.I took the coward's way out. I removed all memories of us from her mind. Hearing that the Ministry had imprisoned her almost killed me. All because of the silly newspaper. Using her as leverage against her father was a brilliant move. Very Slytherin of them, for the first time in my life, I wanted to be a Gryffindor, so that I could go charging in and rescue fair lady and be the hero for once, instead of the spy whose motives are always suspect. Even as a Slytherin openly fighting by side of Dumbledore's Army and the Order of the Pheonix, my motives by virtue of the House I was sorted into were always suspect. It no longer matters, Voldemort is defeated, Potter has won, Hogwarts still stands and she lives. That was all I wanted. All I wanted.



Blaise Zabini
Harry Potter