[ REQUEST ]

Y/n had orders from Professor Sprout to tutor Blaise. She had never talked to Blaise before but based on her observations in herbology, she could tell he was behind.

Y/n entered the Slytherin Common room, earning harsh glares from the Slytherin's. "Um, is Blaise here?" Y/n spoke up, looking down at her yellow and black tie. "I'm here." Blaise asserted, confusion and cruelty lacing his voice. "Good. Are you ready?" Y/n asked, a smile forming on her face as she tried to remain calm. "Ready? Ready for what?" Blaise bit.

Did Professor Sprout not tell him? Y/n asked herself. "Your tutoring lessons." Y/n sighed. "W-What tutoring?" Blaise asked, lowering his voice in embarrassment as the other Slytherin's laughed. "Just... come with me." Y/n cursed, holding her hand out for him. He looked down at her hand in disgust, and instead walked out on his own, Y/n trailing after him. "The library." Y/n ordered.

The two sat down across one another. "Professor Sprout told me to tutor you in Herbology. Says you're falling behind. Although, it doesn't take a genius to figure that out." Y/n chuckled.

Blaise sucked in a breath as he tried not to retaliate. "I don't need any tutoring. Let alone tutoring from the likes of you." He spat. "What? A Hufflepuff or a mudblood?" Y/n retort, a frown gracing her face.

Blaise couldn't help but admire her. She was quite pretty. Merlin, Pansy and Draco would be having a laugh if they could read minds. He thought.

"I don't need tutoring, okay?" Blaise snapped. "I get you're embarrassed. Tutoring can be hard. But we can keep this a secret. Tell the Slytherin's that tutoring is, like, a code word for something?" Y/n suggested. "I don't know what's worse. The tutoring, or them thinking I'm snogging a hufflepuff." Blaise chuckled under his breath. "I'm just here to help, Zabini. You remember that. Now can we get to tutoring?" Y/n asked, impatiently. "Yeah, sure. Thanks, I guess." Blaise mumbled, a small smile spreading on his face.

Maybe this won't be that bad after all.