He knew it would happen sooner or later, ever since finding out the wizard was on the island with him. He would have to go see Lord Voldemort in person. He had never had the need to see him in person before Potter supposedly killed him, and had hoped he missed that particular joy for good. Apparently not. The only question now, was if he could manage to keep himself alive after meeting the man face to face.
Zabini headed to the glowing light on the beach underneath the Dark Lords mark in the sky. He stepped into the light and went to one knee. Listening to Draco boast about his exploits was worth something. Who could have known? "Lord." He said in his rich voice. "Blaise Zabini at your service."