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BLAISE ZABINI paid a bribe to the enforcer who arrested him at the New London SumMer Fest, and shortly thereafter he withdrew to his mother's country estate outside Chester. His solicitors obtain for Blaise a certification of magical coercion, confirming that his participation in the traitorous Protectorate Security Society was entirely against his will and enforced by use of Confundus and various Dark devices.
Blaise's mother's wealth weathers legal challenges from various quarters, including from the squib relations of her second husband, who shall remain nameless, but from whom she inherited significant country estates and most of Belgravia.
Blaise and his wife, Susan, lie low for the first year and more after the war's end. The lack of regular occupation and entertainments does not do their marriage any favours. Blaise makes a short-lived effort at being a gentleman farmer, but finds he can muster very little interest in cattle, ponds, or hedgerows. Luckily, a return to London (no longer new, alas) becomes possible, and they quite openly take separate lodgings. Susan dedicates herself to all the expected things and likes none of them awfully much. For his part, Blaise dedicates himself to discerning when circumstances require the writing of large cheques. His and his mother's names appear on a great many plaques and cornerstones around London today.
When he turns 50, Blaise acquires a beautiful tabby cat and calls it Daphne. Thereafter, he is never without a cat so named.
Blaise's mother's wealth weathers legal challenges from various quarters, including from the squib relations of her second husband, who shall remain nameless, but from whom she inherited significant country estates and most of Belgravia.
Blaise and his wife, Susan, lie low for the first year and more after the war's end. The lack of regular occupation and entertainments does not do their marriage any favours. Blaise makes a short-lived effort at being a gentleman farmer, but finds he can muster very little interest in cattle, ponds, or hedgerows. Luckily, a return to London (no longer new, alas) becomes possible, and they quite openly take separate lodgings. Susan dedicates herself to all the expected things and likes none of them awfully much. For his part, Blaise dedicates himself to discerning when circumstances require the writing of large cheques. His and his mother's names appear on a great many plaques and cornerstones around London today.
When he turns 50, Blaise acquires a beautiful tabby cat and calls it Daphne. Thereafter, he is never without a cat so named.
