Blaise Zabini

The next Christmas ball was approaching. I heard a lot of the other slytherin and hufflepuff kids talking about it in the common room the other night. Everyone seemed to be talking about who they would invite and who they wanted to ask.

Blaise rarely joined the conversation. He didn't even know if he wanted to go, he wasn't a great dancer by any means. He sighed softly to himself as he continued walking down the halls towards the Great Hall.