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08 October 2006 @ 10:43 pm
A Bday fic for a lovely friend  
Title: The Perfect Picture
Author: me :) gelsey
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
A/N: This is a (belated) birthday present to the lovely somigliana. It's a Blaise fic, and a little sappy, I do admit. I hope you like it, luv. There'll be another for you in a day or two. It was inspired by the picture also posted below.


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The Perfect Picture

Blaise stared into the camera, face schooled to its usual enigmatic, mysterious expression. She felt like he was staring straight through the lens and into her very soul, his gaze was so intense. It made her heart beat just that much faster and took her breath away.

Though perhaps the latter was due to how he looked sitting there. The lighting was perfect–in all the years she had been taking pictures, she had never had this exact, perfect lighting. It made long shadows extend from the columns of the porch railings and hit his skin in that ... exact, inexplicable, beautiful, perfect way.

It gleamed a dark caramel-machiato sort of colour, shadowed to the enhancement of his fine features. His bare feet made him look almost vulnerable, in a way, and sky-rocketed the sexiness factor. Her boss would be thrilled. Posed so casually, with that exquisite lighting ... he was perfect. Beautiful, mysterious ... alluring and oh-so-handsome.

Her last picture snapped, she simply lowered the camera, throat tight with emotion that the scene evoked. She finally came out of her trance when Blaise raised one elegant eyebrow at her in question. He was so good at that, his expressions saying as much as his speech ever did.

She flushed slightly and he smirked, and suddenly the sun was a bit higher and the lighting wasn’t as perfect any more. “Finished,” she said, voice cheerful. “I think I got some wonderful pictures for the most eligible bachelor spread.”

He sighed as if put upon and she rolled her eyes at him, reading in his exhalation all of his annoyance about having that particular ‘honor’ being given to him.

She walked over and set the camera on the wrought iron table, smiling down at him. “Thanks for being such a good sport about this, Mr. Zabini,” she said.

Her words finally propelled him to speak. “I thought I told you to call me Blaise,” he said in that low, smooth, dead sexy voice of his as he reached out to play with the hem of her shirt with his long fingers.

“You did,” she said, breath catching slightly. She couldn’t help but move a little closer, her eyes caught by his dark ones.

“Then why ... call me that now?” he asked, voice soft.

She felt a pull to answer the velvet tone, so evocative. “I ... professional situation?” It came out breathy and more like a question than an answer.

He chuckled, the sound rich and deep. “But we haven’t been ... professional ... in quite some time, now have we?” he replied as his fingers slipped under her shirt to tease skin instead of clothe.

The sound she made was somewhere between a sigh and a moan. It was true; they’d been in a relationship, albeit a discreet one, ever since she had been sent to cover that dreadfully boring fund-raiser two years ago. They had both fled the inanity and ended up in the same place, and had surprisingly hit it off quite well.

Her response to him had immediate consequences–she was tugged down into his lap. She squealed in surprise, arms automatically settling around his neck as their lips met. They snogged quite heatedly for a long moment before simply resting forehead against forehead. She knew his lips were graced with that small smile that he wore only in her company, that gentle curving of lips that she’d learned meant he was truly happy.

He shifted slightly, reaching to get something from his pocket. She made a soft noise at the tantalizing movement but it was cut off by her own gasp as she saw what he’d withdrawn.

It was a ring, gold, and the large diamond glittered in the rising sun. Her eyes filled with equally sparkling tears as she put a hand over her mouth. “Oh Blaise ... it’s lovely,” she managed to say.

He raised that eyebrow again, just a little, and she could read the worry in the familiar gesture. “Yes, you ruddy silly man ... of course I’ll marry you!” She leaned in and captured him, pouring all her happiness into the kiss, and pulled back only when she started to laugh.

“You prat!” she said, smacking his shoulder gently. “You’ve been waiting until it was too late to stop this article, weren’t you?”

Her accusation was met with a smirk. “Rascal,” she said fondly. “You’re going to disappoint so many witches who get their hopes up when they read that article.” Oh, he was so handsome when he was smug like this. She brushed her lips against his again, still amused, and looked at him from her perch in his lap.

She’d been wrong, before ... this, him, now, was the best picture she’d ever seen. The play of early morning light on his face, his beautiful, smooth skin, the love in his eyes ... this was the perfect picture.

She didn’t reach for the camera, however. Occasionally some pictures were best recorded only in the mind ... and she never wanted to forget this one.
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Somigliana: Timone eeeesomigliana on October 9th, 2006 04:08 am (UTC)
The perfect picture, the perfect Blaise, and the perfect present.
Thank you my dear friend ... this will always be cherished.

*Drools* he is just divine with that smug little smirk. *sighs happily*

*hugs* THANKYOU, luv.
It's better to fly and it's better to die: horsegelsey on October 10th, 2006 02:35 am (UTC)
I am so glad you liked it, luv. I was worried you wouldn't. It kinda wrote itself, really.

Mmmhmm, smug sexy thang, isn't he? *sighs dreamily*

*hugs* You're ever so welcome.
Bambu: HP House Unitybambu345 on October 10th, 2006 02:29 am (UTC)
You know, I thought it was sweet, and not sappy at all. Of necessity, marriage proposals are always a little bit sentimental. But I particularly loved the idea that she let that perfect photograph come and go... and only to be kept in her mind and heart.

Lovely!
It's better to fly and it's better to die: waterfallgelsey on October 10th, 2006 02:36 am (UTC)
Thanks. It kind of wrote itself, despite me thinking it a little sentimental and sappy. I liked it, but I wasn't sure if anyone else would.

Thanks for dropping a line :)
Bambu: HP Hermione Smilesbambu345 on October 10th, 2006 04:53 pm (UTC)
You're quite welcome. I'm not around a whole lot these days... RL is pretty hectic, but when one of your stories pops up, I always like to read it.

I actually read this aloud to snarkywench_64 and she liked it as well. She thought it was 'very nice.' That's a big compliment coming from her!
It's better to fly and it's better to die: wentworth yumgelsey on October 10th, 2006 04:56 pm (UTC)
*blushes* Well, thanks for taking the time, I really do appreciate it. RL can get really time consuming (history hw needs to die, now).

Oh wow, that is a big comliment *grins broadly* Thanks for passing that on to me :D
Bambu: Seasonal Autumn Fashionbambu345 on October 10th, 2006 05:33 pm (UTC)
So it seems today is a day for unpleasant things... you have history h/w and I had the dentist. I think we're pretty well equal, don't you?

You're quite welcome. I like to pass on compliments!
It's better to fly and it's better to die: cat pumpkingelsey on October 10th, 2006 05:35 pm (UTC)
Sigh, yes, unpleasant things. I'm so tired today, and giving to whinging as well. But yes, I imagine the dentist does equal history ... stupid pamphlet.

:)
Bambu: Holidays Hallowe'en and Samhainbambu345 on October 10th, 2006 05:39 pm (UTC)
What history are you studying? I loved history when I was in college.
It's better to fly and it's better to die: red and gold leaves fallgelsey on October 10th, 2006 05:45 pm (UTC)
Hm, American History I, the honors section. Which means more work. Le sigh. We're on the ... hm, what are we on? We're going so fast at teh moment ... we just finished the Second Great Awakening, and tomorrow's pamphlet is on changes in the status of women in the age of Jackson. Bit boring, I'm thinking.
Bambu: Nature Fallbambu345 on October 10th, 2006 05:57 pm (UTC)
Ah. I enjoyed American History, pre-bellum, ante-bellum Southern History, and the period of the Revolution.

If there were significant changes in women's status during Jackson's era, then it might be something intriguing, but I'm afraid the only thing I remember about his time as president, is that he wasn't an aristocrat and he married a divorcee. Otherwise, he was president a couple of decades before womens' suffrage became such a hot-bed issue, so I fail to see the interest.

Maybe you'll tell me?

Ooh, I really do love that icon of yours. It's really lovely.
It's better to fly and it's better to die: red leaves fallgelsey on October 10th, 2006 06:01 pm (UTC)
It seems that history had my interest up to and including the Revolutionary War, and now my interest has definitely waned.

I'll let you know. I haven't yet been able to drag my eyes over the photocopies.

Thanks. I like my pretties :)
Bambu: Seasonal Harvest Rosesbambu345 on October 10th, 2006 06:31 pm (UTC)
I completely understand about interest waning. I think US history is rather boring after the civil war... until the Great Depression and the World War.

Oh, your poor eyes. I hate reading photocopies. ::is very spoiled::

And you have such lovely taste!
It's better to fly and it's better to die: mariongelsey on October 11th, 2006 02:25 am (UTC)
I think the whole reading can be summed up in about one sentence (unfortunately, I have to have at least a page and a half ... ah well ...): "They [the four decades preceding the Seneca Falls Convention] brought an actual deterioration in the economic opportunities open to women, a relative deterioration in their political status, and a rising level of expectation and susequent frustration in a privileged elite group of educated women." Basically, those years set up some of the major motivation for the beginning of the women's rights movements.

Sigh, at least they're decent photocopies this time. And I only have to pay about a dollar for them, instead of buying a zillion books at sixty bucks a pop.

Thank you!
Bambubambu345 on October 11th, 2006 04:15 am (UTC)
It makes sense that the seeds of discontent would be sown so early. It took a number of years before 'taxation without representation' eroded the confidence of the colonists and they took action. I do hope some of what you'll be working with will be well-written.

I remember spending hundreds of dollars on books every quarter. Photocopies are a much better choice.
It's better to fly and it's better to diegelsey on October 11th, 2006 04:19 am (UTC)
Yeah. We went over something similar for the revolution, though from the point of view of the sailors and merchants of the time. That was interesting as well.

It is decently written (this time, thank goodness). Just a little boring, as well.

Oh, I know I spent a couple hundred on books for this class alone--four of them, smallish ones. And then a dollar here, a dollar there for these photocopies, which isn't that bad, really ... when I remember to bring change to class with me *rolls eyes* lol
Bambu: Real Life Innocencebambu345 on October 11th, 2006 02:30 pm (UTC)
My American Revolution class never addressed the plebeian classes, which was a shame, because I thought they were a driving force in many ways. It's all well and good for the aristocracy to decide to sever their relationship with the crown, but without the support of the populace, it can't happen. I had a much better pre-bellum South professor, and we had an incredibly interested series of classes, one of which, discussed the tremendous degree of inter-marriage in the lower classes. I'd never thought about it prior to that, but the concept gave a new twist to the situation during the Civil War and Reconstruction.

It's so easy to spend a chunk of change for reference books, especially college books. I laughed at your comment about remembering to bring ones to class. I never have cash in my wallet. I always count on my debit card. Not necessarily a good thing, but my sons are always snagging my smaller bills.
It's better to fly and it's better to die: jasmine desertgelsey on October 11th, 2006 02:36 pm (UTC)
My teacher is apparently a very good one. I never really thought about how the sailors and merchants and 'rabble' contributed to the revolution, but the couple of articles/essays she gave us to go over were really eye-opening. In a way, similar to what I had to read for today ... how the frustration that built to women's rights because of a revoking of status and the insertion of the idea of a 'lady' as a model of femininity.

Oh yes. I felt like I should just offer to slit my wrist and pay in blood at the beginning of the semester.

I have only a little cash in my wallet, these days, since I finally got a debit card *whee*. Which is why I've had trouble remembering ... though thankfully, this discussion has reminded me to put some in my pocket for today's class ... $1.80 for next weeks photocopies.

Of course, I never did think of the added expense of ink cartridges. This class has already nearly run me out, I'm going to have to buy a new black one in a week or so. Ugh.
Bambu: Writing Women who Writebambu345 on October 11th, 2006 02:58 pm (UTC)
I've often thought that for history, the teacher is what makes it come alive, or leaves it buried in the grave. I'm so glad to think your teacher is a better one than most.

It's fascinating how the imposition of being a 'lady,' wreaked such change in our society. Stupid patriarchal attempt at grabbing all the power! ::grumbles::

In any event, I'm glad I reminded you to grab some cash... Good girl! I would never have thought about the ink cartridges, but it makes sense that if you're printing tons of articles and writing so much. I have been told that re-inking kits, while messy, are extremely economical. We're considering buying one.
It's better to fly and it's better to die: almost kissing artgelsey on October 11th, 2006 05:28 pm (UTC)
I know. Patriarchy just about killed us .. and yet, it was what pushed us for going to political rights, in a manner of speaking.

Unfortunately, re-inking isn't an option for me, I don't think ... Dell's are pretty finicky about that sort of thing. Hope you find one that will work well for you, though. I'm all for things that save money, when I can use them :)
Bambu: Nature Dawn Breaksbambu345 on October 11th, 2006 06:42 pm (UTC)
Patriarchy is a very heavy-handed sort of corruption. Why can't we have governing bodies comprised equally of men and women? If that were so, I think there would be fewer wars. Not that women are idyllic and peaceful, but that since they actually give birth, I think they're less likely to so easily give up the fruits of their wombs.

Oh... you have a Dell. I think you're right. I don' t know if there are inking kits for them. Sigh. That's really too bad.
lilian_cholilian_cho on October 17th, 2006 06:06 pm (UTC)
:-) I like how you don't reveal who the main character is.

And gleeful at Blaise's underhandedness with the article >=D