Hiya! Ma name is Michelle and lately I've become quite attached to Blaise Zabini, and I wanted to try out the challenge arena, so why not use my dearest Blaise-ykins? Enjoy! And if you have any questions/comments/critism/request for the next post, then please VM or PM me. Thanks!

1. Accio 2. Avada Kedavra 3. Braking Charm 4. Blasting Curse 5. Colloportus 6. Crucio 7. Confundus 8. Diffindo 9. Disapparate 10. Engorgio 11. Expecto Patronum 12. Furnunculus 13. Flagrate 14. Horn Tongue 15. Hurling Hex 16. Impedimenta 17. Imperio 18. Incarcerous 19. Jelly Legs 20. Knitting Charm 21. Langlock 22. Legilimens 23. Levicorpus 24. Lumos 25. Mobilicorpus 26. Morsmordre 27. Muffliato 28. Nox 29. Obliviate 30. Oppugno 31. Orchideous 32. Petrificus Totalus 33. Point Me 34. Protego 35. Quietus 36. Reducto 37. Relashio 38. Rictusempra 39. Sectumsempra 40. Sonorus 41. Scourgify 42. Silencio 43. SpeRevelio 44. Stupefy 45. Tarantallegra 46. Tergeo 47. Twitchy Ears Hex 48. Unbreakable Vow 49. Wingardium Leviosa 50. Waddiwasi



12. Furnunculus

"Blaise, wake UP you git! Crabbe and Goyle are hopeless and I am NOT going to breakfast by myself!" an idiot blonde exclaimed, pushing his dark haired friend. Blaise groaned and reached for his wand on the bedside table.

"Blaise!" Draco complained again as Blaise sat up, glaring at his blonde friend type person. Raising his wand, he said one simple word hex, as Draco began to scream in pain. Boils popping up all over his body.

Flopping back down, face into his pillow, Blaise smirked. Malfoy should've known it's hazardous to wake a Zabini.

10. Engorgio

Blaise leaned his head in his hand, glaring at the last chocolate frog. Why was it made so small? Did they THINK he was a little kid? He could easily eat the thing in one bite! That was not good, not at all.

He gave a small sigh, willing the chocolate to grow larger, so he could enjoy more of it's chocolatey goodness. If only there were some way...

Bloody hell! What was he doing!? He was a WIZARD, was he not? Wasn't there a spell to make things bigger? Twirling his wand in his fingers, Blaise racked his brain, why didn't he pay more attention in Charms? He was having a CHOCOLATE emergency! It was important.

A spell came to mind and Blaise grinned, "Engorgio."he smirked as it grew up picked up the frog, biting into it with a triumphant grin. Blaise 1, chocolate 0.

42. Silencio

Blaise leaned back in his chair, arms folded over his chest, as his date across from him chattered on and on and on and on. This was why he avoided hufflepuff's, they didn't know how to shut their mouths! This one especially.

So WHY had he asked her out? Merlin knew. Maybe because she was pretty? Like drop dead gorgeous. But all her chattering was boring him now. Blaise liked low maintencence. This female, was not low maintence.

"So like, I told her..." Did he CARE what she told this unknown girl? Not one sodding bit. Removing his wand he looked down at it, a smirk forming on his lips. Looking back at the girl, he pointed his wand at her, "Silencio." Her mouth opened, but no sound came out, and the sad thing was. She didn't even notice.

Blaise gave a snort and picked up his butterbeer, never again would he be anywhere NEAR a hufflepuff...

1. Accio

Merlin's Baggy Pants! Where did his charms paper go? The one he threatened the 'claw to write wrote just last night? Bloody hell! If he didn't find it, Flitwick was going to have his head. And Blaise liked his head, and it would be a shame to deprive the females of Hogwarts the joy of looking at it.

Standing he looked around the dorm, eyebrow raised as he scanned the pile of dirty clothes lying around in large heaps. Where. Was. His. Paper! Blaise spotted a white piece of parchment and dove at it, flipping it around excitedly. Aw, just a love letter written by Crabbe. Hm, tease him later.

Standing he yelped, something poked him. Oh it was just his wand- Wait a second! Smacking his head he waved his wand, "Accio Charms homework." Tada! Now it was in his hand. With a triumphant grin he pocketed both the charms homework, AND the love letter.

Ah, the joys of blackmail.

31. Orchideous
(for Leslie, lathelawyer0218)

Ah, a date with the gorgeous and non-annoying Nicky Blane, a fellow Slytherin. Yet she was NOT like Pansy, thank merlin for that. And yes, she'd agreed to go out with him, Blaise Zabini this evening for a date.

He grinned to himself as he fixed his hair again, and checked his reflection in the mirror. Pfft, like he needed too. He already knew he was amazing. He should be thinking how lucky SHE was to be dating HIM. Gosh.

Anyways, he was ready to go, just needed something nice for her. Blaise glanced around his room, did he have nothing nice to give to a pretty girl? Apparently he didn't. BUT! This time, he knew he was a wizard, and was not going to go through his stupid stage.

"Orchideous!" A bunch of pansies appeared in his hand, ew. Pansies were gross. He concentrated again, "Orchideous!" Ooooh, now he had roses. Roses were nice. Blaise sniffed them. Then stopped, glancing around the room, good! No one was around. He smirked to himself and cockily strode down the stairs to the common room, roses in hand.

48. Unbreakable Vow
Dedicated to Bre! (MuggleVampire)

Blaise raised an eyebrow as the portrait hall slammed shut and in walked an anxious looking Draco. He was pale, paler then usual, and though it wasn't his thing. Blaise was concerned.

"Draco, mate? You alright?" he asked hesitantly, standing up and starting towards the other male.

Draco turned pale eyes to Blaise. "I have to kill Dumbledore."

Blaise stumbled, taken aback. The new mission Voldemort had given. And to a 16 year old too. How was Draco supposed to complete that task? "Mate-"

Before Blaise could finish his sentence Draco had him pinned against a wall, angry now. "You are not to tell a soul. Vow on it. The Unbreakable."

Blaise could see no way out of it, so her offered his arm as Pansy approached to complete the spell...

19. Jelly Legs
Dedicated to Chelsea! (pottergrl101)

Blaise rolled his eyes as the gryffindorks insisted on pestering himself and his lot. Obviously which consisted of himself, Parkinson, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. He crossed his arms and watched out the window as scarface Potter went on and on with his argument with Draco.

Did he not understand none of them gave a damn?

But now, Blaise was growing bored, a dangerous thing to happen. When he was bored, hexes usually wound up being cast. Repeatedly, and repeatedly. Usually aimed at those he didn't like.

Turning to the door, he examined the three gryffindorks. The mudblood, scarface and Weaselbee. Ahh, weaselbee was a good target. Smirking he raised his wand, and point it towards his victim.

Ron began shaking uncontrollably as everyone in his compartment laughed. Blaise chuckled and stood, slamming the door on the Gryffindorks. Well, that was fun...but he was growing bored again.

2. Avada Kedavra
(for Violet Eyes)

Blaise remained rigid as he was circled by Lord Voldemort, who was clearly displeased with him. "Blaise...what were you thinking? Potter, is mine. You are not to lay a hand on him ever. Understood?" This was ridiculous, he'd only hexed the boy, not used an unforgivable. "Do you understand?" The Dark Lord repeated.

Blaise nodded, "Yes sir. It will not happen again." he replied respectfully, though his face still showed definance. Voldemort grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at him. "I don't think you do...perhaps punishment should be involved."

"NO!" Marcia Zabini sobbed, stepping forward and reaching out to the Dark Master. "Please, he didn't know. He's just a boy!" she pleaded.

Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it at Marcia. "Avada Kedavara!" she dropped to the ground, lifeless. "I think that is punishment enough." Voldemort said with a smirk, walking out of the room without a backwards glance.

Blaise stepped forward, falling to his knees, cradling his mother's head in his lap. Silent tears falling down his face.

6. Crucio
(for CaleyShoutCaley<3)

Blaise pushed himself up, panting heavily as Voldemort cut off the Crucio spell.

It took every ounce of his strength to not glare at his Dark Lord. It would only result in another punishment...or worse.

Voldemort sneered at the 16 year old boy, before turning on his heel and stroding out of the room, his death eaters at his heel, following him out.

All but one that is. Khloe Johnson. The newest member of the death eater crew, and Blaise recognized her from the Slytherin Common Room. Personally, Blaise didn't think she'd last long in the business, and her staying was proving his theory correct.

"Blaise? Are you alright?" she asked tentaviley.

Blaise couldn't stop himself, he chuckled. "No. But is anyone?" Not in this time of the war.

3. Braking Charm

Oh merlin's baggy pants! Why was his broom suddenly deciding to go out of control? This was not good, not good at all. Blaise frowned, gripping onto to the once tame now wild broom for his life.

If he fell off this thing and messed up his face. He was going to sue the company who made this broom. SUE them. Because, messing up such a handsome face like his, was the worst crime a man could commit. Mhm.

But now, the bucking was make him sick. Like, watch-out-I'm-gonna-puke sick. Which wasn't good. Madam Hooch was right beneath him. Concentrating hard, Blaise decided to do a non verbal. And HOPEFULLY it would work.

Suddenly, the broom stopped and Blaise smirked. He'd mastered the braking charm. But his quesyness still wasn't going away. Suddenly, his mouth opened and there was an echo around the field.

"ZABINI!"

4. Blasting Curse

Blaise solemnly stood at the door of a muggle home. It was finally time for his first kill, as much as he didn't want to do it. He had no sympathy for muggles, nor did he personally want to become a murderer, killing them for merely existing. He wasn't Voldemort, nor was he Bellatrix. He was himself. He was Blaise.

He took a deep breath, raising his wand and pointing it at the door. "Confringo." a stream of light shot from the tip of his wand, hitting the door as it blasted into teeny tiny pieces. It was time. He could hear screams within the home. Stepping in, he examined the surrondings. A mother, huddling with her two children.

Blaise winced, raising his wand up and pointing it towards them. A jet of green light shooting out of his wand, hitting the mother in the chest, as she fell to the ground. Blaise turned his back on the screams of the children, his eyes growing wet.

The scene was all too familiar.

5. Colloportus

The door was sealed, magically sealed. It would take him at least 10 minutes to get in right? Before the door was blasted open? That gave him, Blaise, plenty of time to help Nicky out of there. But how was he to do such a thing?

"Blaise?" Nicky asked as the door bent forward again.

"I'M TRYIN!" too much pressure, he was going to burst any second now. He could see her cringe away from him, but there was nothing else he could do at the moment to apologize.

Standing he saw a window, tossing it open he picked up his wand, pointed it and Nicky and muttered to himself, as she began to levitate. "BLAISE!" she cried in a frightened tone. Perfect.

He lowered her to the ground with his wand, shutting the window to cut off her cries of protest. He'd been supposed to go with her.

Throwing open the door, he strode out. "It's been taken care of." As the other death eaters looked at him with pride at their youngest member.

7. Confundus

Blaise had been walking with Nicky around the Hogwarts ground, peering multiple ways to make sure they weren't being followed. He was still a little paranoid someone was going to pop out and try to kill Nick. Well, over his dead body.

"Blaise! Did you by chance hear me?" Nicky asked, waving a hand in front of his face.

"Now why in merlin's name would I listen to what you were saying?" he asked with a smirk.

Nicky rolled her eyes, Just thought it would be nice if you could hear me exclaiming over a random hot guy whose passing us." she winked at some guy, while Blaise growled.

"Oh shut it. Besides, I surpass them all." he smirked at her, before turning to look in the opposite direction. For a second his face blanched, he could've sworn he could see his mom in the distance. But...she was gone?

"Blaise! Seriously! Your acting like your under the confundus charm!" Nicky exclaimed, pinching his arm. He looked towards her, before looking back quickly at where he thought he saw his mom. It was only a student, Harlow or something. With a smile sigh he turned back to Nicky. "Sorry."

8. Diffindo

Urgh, this stupid, stupid girl! Who in their right mind would chew bubble gum and when blowing it, get stuck to someone else?

Khloe Johnson. That's who. And who is the not so fortunate fellow to have to endure her? Blaise Zabini of course. And neither of the two are on good terms. Considering Blaise sort of...er, jilted Khloe. But that was beside the point!

"Stupid little girl!" he nearly roared, trying to get his hair disattached from hers. Poor Khloe looked near ready to burst into tears, and her current boyfriend, Dominic Carter, looked far less than pleased.

Merlin's beard. What a mess.

Dominic rolled his eyes, picking up his wand and pointing it towards the gap where the gum stretched. "Diffindo." The gum evenly severed, but taking some of his hair with it.

Dominic chuckled, but before he saw it coming, Blaise socked him square in the jaw, before stroding away from the bleeding male and his shrieking girlfriend.

Teach Carter to mess with a Zabini.

Stupefy

Ah, another pleasant day with Nicky. Blaise couldn't help but feel content as they curled up in front of the fire. Mhm, who knew the floor could be comfy.

Nicky turned so she was facing him, biting her lip. "Alright, truth or dare."

Blaise rolled his eyes, again with this game? He loved Nicky, but she sucked at coming up with dares. "Dare, of course."

She pondered for a moment, biting her lip while glancing around the room. "I dare you to stun the next person who comes in."

Oooh, this one should be fun. Blaise winked, not a problem. Sitting up, wand poised, the door opened and Blaise yelled out "Stupefy!" followed by a blinding red light.

Turning to Nicky, he smirked, but quickly spun back around at her look of horror.

Merlin's baggy pants. He'd just stunned Snape.

9. Disapparate

Ah, an abandoned common room. There was nothing more relaxing, and that's why Blaise Zabini could be found in the common room, at 1 am instead of his dorm.

The problem? It wasn't exactly abandoned. Meaning, Blaise wasn't the only person there.

"Hello Blaise!" a feminie voice nearly purred, appearing out of nowhere. Ew, it was Bulstrode.

"Milicent." Ew. Ew. Ew. And she was inching closer every second.

"Blaise, if you could be any age, what would you choose?"

Blaise answered without hesitation. "17."

Milicent immediately got the wrong idea, smiling broadly. "Oh really?"

"Yep. Then I could disapparte whenever I see your ugly mug."

oooh. Burn.

11. Expecto Patronum

Blaise lounged in the common room with all his slythie buddies. Arms crossed over chest and face impassive. He shouldn't be here. Nicky was in the hospital wing. But stupid pomfrey kicked him out. Pout.

"Hey, Blaise what's your patronus?" Draco was trying his hardest to engage his friend in conversation. But Zabini's were content staying in their sulkiness. "BLAISE!"

Turning to glare at his mate, Blaise rolled his eyes. "None of your business."

"C'mon!" No no no. Nicky was the only one who knew what it was. And he'd rather keep it that way. "Blaise!"

Glaring at his friend, Blaise retrieved his wand. "Expecto Patronum!" A silver dove soared through the air. The room went silent, until everyone started laughing of course.

"A pigeon? Really?"

Wow. And Blaise'd been embarrased at his wimpy patronum. Pfft.

13. Flagrate

Blaise Zabini was trying to catch up on sleep when Goyle walked into the dorm. Stomping around loudly, slamming down trunks and opening and closing drawers.

Sitting up, Blaise glared. "What the hell are you doing!?"

"Looking for my charms book."

What? Goyle never did homework? "Why?"

Goyle turned around, a confused looking on his face. "What does flagrate do?"

Grinning madly, Blaise retrieved his wand. Spinning it in his hand. "Well, I'll show you!"

A flash of light showed. "OW! WHAT THE HELL!"

Stupid, stupid boy.