A little Christmas gift from me to my beloved readers. I spent my dinner writing this bcs i was very bored, hooe you enjoy

Blaise got the biggest compartment on the train so Harry would sit with him without leaving his friends. Ever since their first date alone they seemed much more comfortable with each other. More like a couple now that they were actually dating. Harry was surprisingly bold when it came to the relationship. He wasn't expecting that the nervous boy would be the one starting most of the contact.

He remembered their first kiss, it happened after their date. They had gone back to the astronomy tower to have more time together. Harry asked if Blaise was ok with kissing and after Blaise breathlessly said yes he was pulled into a magnificent kiss. After that, they begun kissing after class, in the library studying, when Blaise would drop Harry off in his dorm. Merlin this boy was addicting.

Blaise smiled grabbing Harry's hand and kissing it. Harry chuckled relaxing against him as he continued to talk to Draco. Who would have thought these two had many things to talk about?

Everyone was talking to each other. Astoria was talking about her favorite bookstore in the wizard world stating that she would take Hermione to see it. Ron, Theo and Daphne were talking about how weird muggle electronics were whilst Pansy just giggled at them.

They accidentally had become the example for house unity.

Blaise hoped everything would go well. They were first going to meet his mother and the day after they would be staying with the Weasleys. He didn't know if his mother was staying in England or Italy. Blaise was hoping England, he didn't want to put all of his Italian family in a no-speaking-in-italian-with-Harry rule while he spent the day with them.

When they were getting out of the train Blaise levitated their bags so neither one of them would have to carry things. "should I be worried about meeting your mother? You seem very nervous about it yourself."

Blaise sighed, "it's just... She's never met anyone I've dated. She has some...ideals but still wanted you to win since that was better than having someone so power hungry in power."

Harry squeezed his hand gently trying to calm Blaise's nerves. "come on, I've literally survived death two times this can't be that hard."

Turns out it was harder than expected. Once Blaise's mother saw them close enough, she pulled Blaise for a big hug. Blaise complained feeling embarrassed with his boyfriend right there. She began talking in Italian until Blaise reminded her that with Harry there they shouldn't speak Italian to not make him feel like an outsider.

Ms.Zabini made a displeased sound, "at least fix your outfit, I taught you better than that."

Harry saw how his boyfriend fixed his shirt with a not so happy smile. His mother turned to Harry and looked at him up and down. She grimaced, "I thought the Saviour of the World would've been more careful about their appearance instead of looking like they were raised by wolves."

Blaise groaned but before he could say anything Harry just laughed. It wasn't a genuine laugh though. "actually being raised by wolves sounds much better than being stuck in a cupboard under the stairs for most of my life. I would've at least been fed better but go on."

Ms.Zabini looked shocked for a couple of seconds before changing back to her relaxed face. "let's get going then."

Blaise took Harry's hand again. "well she liked the use of your tone as far as I can tell. I woukd like to know more about that and meet your family so I can hex then into oblivion."

Harry shook his head, "Don't forget you are on probation and they're not worth  you getting in trouble for."

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They got to the Zabini Manor not long after. Blaise showed Harry around trying to get away from his mother. He didn't want to scare Harry away because of her.

" and this is your room." Harry frowned looking around. Blaise looked at him worried, "is there something wrong? There's other rooms but I just think that this is the best one."

"well it's just... You're too far away from me now and I thought that since we didn't have to respect curfew we could maybe sleep together?"

Blaise blushed, merlin why didn't he think of that? "oh no no yeah, we can do that." Harry chuckled pulling Blaise close by the belt to kiss him. Blaise made a small sound before kissing back. Harry smiled against his soft lips. Blaise let out a shaky laugh, "you gryffindors are bold."

Harry shrugged, "you like it though."

Blaise nodded, "I do." He ran his fingers through Harry's hair and let his hand continue lower until it reached the small of his back. "I like everything about you really."

Harry kissed his cheek letting out a soft laugh. Merlin this boy's laugh was bright and joyous. It made Blaise's heart beat excitedly every time he made his boyfriend laugh. He specifically liked when Harry's cheeks got a light tint of pink and the way his eyes closed when he laughed.

He hoped his mother didn't drive Harry away with her own stuck up personality.

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Blaise put on his favorite sweater on. "Hey, i was thinking-" Blaise stopped himself noticing harry was not waiting for him in his bedroom. His heart raced as he began looking around for him

What if his mother forced him to leave?

He ran to the living room to use the floo when he heard that joyous laughter he adored.

Harry was learning how to make some brownies with his mother. His mother looked calm, a smile was playing at her lips but she wouldn't let that wall break that easily.

Harry looked up and smiled ay his handsome boyfriend. Mrs. Zabini looked between them trying to determine if Harry looked at her son with the same look that Blaise gave him. She slowly nodded, "go shower Potter and blaise please help him pick out some clothes I ordered for him. We're going to a restaurant and I need him to look presentable."

Both boys nodded. Harry walked over to Blaise, "she's warming up to me right?"

Blaise pondered for a second, "depends om the restaurant we go to. You can wear a sweater if you want. Like mine and I'll just attach a shirt collar before we leave. My mum had a few made for me to always look presentable."

Harry nodded, he trusted his boyfriend to help him make a good impression. Part of him knew that Blaise would want hin even if his mother didn't but the other paet of him wanted to try his best.

He got ready and with the help of his boyfriend he felt like he looked what Mrs. Zabini called "decent enough."

Blaise grinned mouthing 'she likes it' making Harry sigh in relief.

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Dinner had gone better than Harry had expected.

Blaise's mother asked him mostly about what he had planned for his future. Blaise looked awfully happy about it.

Harry was happy to talk about his plans to become a teacher or something along thw lines.

Blaise was pleasantly surprised that his mother took interest in that. She wasn't a dumb woman, she knew Harry was wealthy and so was he. They could live happily without moving a single finger but she didn't like the idea of her son's partner being lazy.

The night winded down and they went back to her manor. Blaise kissed her cheek before going up to bed with Harry.

The boys got into their pyjamas. Harry in one of Blaise's shirts instead of the proper pyjamas hr had brought with him stating that his boyfriend's shirt was far more comfortable than anything else.

Blaise rolled his eyes playfully at him pulling him closer as they laid down. "was I good?" Harry asked sleepily.

Blaise chuckled softly getting closer to the other's chest trusting Harry would tell him if it made him uncomfortable. "she got you to talk about your future, I'd say it went well. If she didn't like you she wouldn't have talked about what your plans for the future are."

"good."

Harry closed his eyes, he could get used to having someone hug him as he slept. It felt right to be like this with Blaise.

Blaise whispered something but in his tired state Harry didn't understand what he had said.