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hi!!! i love your writing and im so thankful bc u write for my fave characters ❤️❤️ could u please maybe write something with blaise where reader is a muggleborn and hes taking her to meet his mother and shes worried but in the end she gets the zabini approval? ik its a silly idea idk how to say it sorry :(( have a great day !! ty !!!! ❤️❤️

awwwwwwww thank you sm boo 💛💛💛💛💛💛

I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT BOO :))))))

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mother’s approval//blaise zabini x f!reader

It was a surprise to the whole school when you- a Hufflepuff muggleborn- and Blaise Zabini started dating. Some people thought that Blaise was pranking you, others thought that you were being forced into the relationship, and yet nobody could believe that the two of you had a consensual, loving relationship… At least that wasn’t until you got so mad at another older Gryffindor for bothering the two of you and punching him in the gut.

After that, the novelty of your relationship lasted for another week until it soon moved to the background of everything that went on at Hogwarts. And since then you always felt happy and safe with Blaise, but today you did not. Today you were a ball of nerves because you would be meeting and staying with Blaise’s mother over the break.

“Hey darling,” Blaise hugged you from behind as he placed a soft kiss on your cheek, “you feeling any better?”

“Hmm,” Blaise’s touch brought you out from the depths of your thoughts that had been threatening to consume you ever since you woke up, “just a bit nervous… that’s all.”

He sat down next to you and grabbed one of your hands, bringing it up to his lips and kissing your knuckles, watching you as he did so. You looked at him for a split second, a small smile gracing your lips, but it wasn’t enough to break you free from the ever consuming monologue holding your brain hostage.

“Why don’t we head down to the kitchen, my love?” Blaise pushed a piece of hair back behind your ear, “I can make you breakfast and tell you all about my mother and what we’ll do when we get to the manor.”

As the words “make you breakfast” left Blaise’s lips, he knew you would agree… and the way you turned to him, a warm smile growing on your face by the second as you nodded eagerly only confirming his thoughts.

The two of you made your way to the kitchen, Blaise talking about whatever crossed his mind in hopes of getting you to converse more with him. You were definitely the talker of the relationship, but in times like these Blaise was more than willing to take on your role if it helped you escape your maze of thoughts.

It may not have been until he set down your plate in front of you that you finally asked him about what he made that he knew you had returned. With a passionate smile, his eyes lighting up, he told you all about the dish he made and also, by chance, how it was the first dish he learned how to make completely on his own… from his mother’s recipes of course.

“This is just so…” you moaned happily as the food melted in your mouth, “I’ve lost all words.”

Blaise chuckled at your reaction, one which he was used to but always enjoyed seeing, “Well if you’re like this with my food, you won’t even be able to speak when you try my mother’s cooking.”

You shied away at remembering what is waiting for you when the two of you get off the Hogwarts Express later in the day. Blaise reached out and grabbed your hand in his, running his thumb over the back of your hand, “What is she like?”

“Well- I’m a lot like her… and you won me over, so trust me when I tell you that she will love you too,” Blaise soon looked over at the clock, and seeing the time, he pulled you up from the table, “we should get going then.”

After spending most of the ride back to London, cuddled up to Blaise’s side, prying more information about his mother out of him, you felt a lot better about actually meeting her today… at least you felt better until the train arrived at the station and you realized that this was actually going to happen. Blaise felt your body tense up next to him and waited until everyone left your carriage before turning to you.

He cupped your face in his hands, caressing your cheeks softly, “Darling, trust me when I tell you that she will love you, if anything she already loves you because I’ve told her all about you from the moment we met.”

Your eyes grew bigger and softer at the same time, “You’ve talked about me?” you whispered.

“Of course, darling,” Blaise stepped away and picked up your bags, holding his hand out for you to grab, “Now why don’t we go out there so that she can finally meet you?”

You nodded your head and let Blaise bring you over to where his mother was waiting.

At first glance, the woman standing before you looked cold and intimidating. But as you observed her closely, you saw how the shimmer in her eyes grew as she saw you and Blaise walking toward her, how eager she was to bring Blaise into her arms, and how that eagerness continued as she pulled you closer as well. Her eyes seemed to soften as she saw your still slightly frazzled state, and she brought you into a comforting hug, whispering to you as she did so, “It’s so nice to finally meet you, Y/N. Blaise has talked about you often… of course, his descriptions of you do not do you justice.”

“Thank you Mrs. Zabini,” you whispered back, a blush growing on your face at her compliment, “It’s nice to finally meet you too, and thank you for letting me stay with the two of you.”

“How could I not let you, especially if it means we’ll be able to have some one-on-one time without Blaise trying to steal you away,” Blaise’s mother looked over at him as you laughed at her comment, “I would absolutely love that.”

As the three of you finally left the platform you could hear Blaise behind you shaking his head and muttering jokingly about what he was thinking letting the two of you be in the same room together.

When the day finally came to an end and you trudged over to the room that Mrs. Zabini had set out for you, you couldn’t help but smile as you overheard Blaise talking with his mother, “So… what do you think of her?” “I better be calling her my daughter-in-law soon.”

You knew when Blaise went to check on you before he went to sleep that he had done that just for you, just from the look on his face and yet as he bid you goodnight he couldn’t help but say, “She really does expect us to get married someday… and so do I.”

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