Title: A quarter after one
Pairing: Blaise Zabini/Daphne Greengrass
Rating: R
Prompt: "Need You Now" by Lady Antebellum
Word count: 500
Beta: tania_sings and Shermionie!
Warnings: AU. Infidelity.
Summary: Blaise knew she would never come back to him. Daphne had made her choice and he couldn't blame her.
A/N: Originally written for hp_humpdrabbles . Also written for leigh_adams . She guessed right which was my drabble on sortinghatdrabs and gave me this pairing she knows I love and the prompt 'baby'. Universe shamelessly taken from Leigh's Blaise/Daphne. Her amazing story of these two can be found here (h tt p: / /leigh-adams . live journal . co m /54907 .ht ml #cu tid1 [spaces fr spam]). Then there's a sequel (h tt p : / / venividiscribi . livej ournal . co m/ 1851 .h tm l#c utid1) and a prompt table she's filling atm at her writing journal: venividiscribi (h tt p: / / venividiscribi . livej ournal .co m /)


A quarter after one

The cold froze her bones even as she sat next to the fire. The heavy, woolen blanket around her body was nothing compared to his strong arms around her. Daphne knew that, but she had promised herself she was not going to see him again.

Once her husband found out about her affair, she had ended things with Blaise in an attempt to keep him safe. It had been two months since the day she last saw his face, and she hadn't stopped missing him for a second. Her body craved his as much as her heart longed for her to be in the same room as him.

She looked at the clock. It was way past midnight and Gregory would not be come back from his meeting with the Dark Lord at least until sunrise. Weighing her options, she stood up, slightly loosing her balance, and left the room.

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Another night. Another bottle of whiskey. Another shot before he sat on the couch staring at the door, waiting for the light that would signal her arrival. His wand was ready in his hand to lift the wards to let her in, just like it had been every night for the last couple of months.

Blaise knew she would never come back to him. Daphne had made her choice and he couldn't blame her. A safe life with her husband and the future that awaited them was something even he wanted for her. She deserved to be happy, but that didn't make coping with life without her any easier.

Glancing at the clock, Blaise walked to the fireplace. He shouldn't. It was dangerous. But he needed her. He needed to see Daphne again. Just as he knelt on the floor, a red light sparkled in the sky, lightening the whole room for a second.

Lifting the wards, he ran to the door. He opened it quickly. The cold wind hit his face, but not as strongly as her body hit his. Daphne's blonde hair was all he could see as her scent filled his nostrils. It was as if he could breathe again. Sliding his arms around her, he closed the door with his foot.

"You're always so warm," she whispered against his chest.

Blaise didn't answer. He just kissed her head firmly and walked backwards to the couch, bringing her with him. Daphne lifted her head and as soon as their eyes met again, she started kissing him passionately, positioning their bodies so they were lying with her on top of him.

Clothes soon met the floor. Hands roughly touched the other's body, trying to engrave in their minds skin that both already knew by heart.

"Merlin, I missed you," Blaise groaned against her neck as he marked her as his.

"You have no idea," she whispered, guiding his member to her entrance. "I need you, Blaise...we need you."

"What?" He looked into her eyes.

"The baby is yours," Daphne said against his lips, feeling him fill her again.