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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic	By : blaisegellert Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gellert was thrilled not to be staying under the roof of the half giant and his lady troll. Even more thrilled that he would be with Blaise instead. Only the young man's comment about staying in the Slytherin dorms took him aback, and now he was able to address the question that had risen in his mind.

"You are still a student then? How old are you, if I may ask?"

"I'm seventeen," Blaise replied with a shrug. "This next year shall be my last at Hogwarts."

"You remind me a lot of myself then, only I'd just gotten expelled by small minds because of politics," Gellert said.

"You look seventeen yourself," Blaise told him. "That potion truly worked even better than I expected. Then again I suppose I didn't really think about how much youth I thought it would give you.

"I do," Gellert asked, blinking, then giving a pleased smile. "I knew it had worked, but I hadn't imagined how well!"
He looked around, thinking to thank Wolfgang Adler once again for his youth and new lease on life, but the half giant was speaking to Blaise's parents and he didn't wish to annoy anyone by interrupting.

"I read that you were expelled from Durmstrang for your experiments on animals," Blaise said frankly. "It's odd that such a dark school cared. I mean I can see this place being all fluffy, but Durmstrang?"

A disgusted look crossed Gellert's face, his blue eyes scathing, though not toward Blaise. "Oh they didn't care about that. They cared about politics and keeping the families of certain students happy. My name meant nothing to them, and I was too progressive for them to handle, so that got me put out."

"Well you obviously didn't need them anyway," Blaise said, giving Gellert a warm smile.

"Bloody right, I didn't," Gellert said giving a merry laugh, tossing his blonde curls over one shoulder as he did.
"Kereston is correct. Killing the dementors would be optimal, of course," Wolfgang said. His words drew the attention of both Blaise and Gellert, their private conversation put on hold for the moment.

"I have read that physically attacking them does not work. They merely regenerate or vanish away to reappear elsewhere later or even in the same spot from which they vanished. The way to damage or weaken them seems to be more essence related. In other words in a nonphysical manner. Happy thoughts or a good mood seems to be the antidote to their affects. Presumably because the good mood originates from the essential self and they are repelled by magic of essences, as is demonstrated by their fear of the Patronus.

I have experimented with other dark creatures, and it seems that certain spells that incorporate the magic of the phoenix reduces their potency. Unfortunately, Dementors are unique, hard to obtain and experiment on, so my results are so far inconclusive. Perhaps phoenix magic could harm them and perhaps not, but it is also pure and essence related in many aspects.

Other Dark creatures also appear to be subject to advanced transfiguration, depending on their habitat, but the Dementors might be immune. And yet, I have high hopes that my diffusion spell would interact properly with their composition, making them dissipate like a dark fog.

I still have to perfect the diffusion spell though," he explained in way of clarification. "It involves much preparation and most of those who could perform it, could hold their Patronus for a longer duration of time. The only practical advantage of my spell, is that it can target several Dementors at a time, and would decrease their ability to regenerate afterwards, the way they do after a Patronus.

If I am correct, and there is no certainty yet, this particular diffusion spell may be able to even kill them permanently. All this is highly speculative of course, and should not be tried without a dire need. But I will circulate my notes among our members, because any information which doesn't hurt, could potentially help. I can answer any questions now on the matter if I wasn't clear on any particular aspect," Wolfgang concluded, smiling in his usual good natured way.

This was why people stood with him, Blaise thought. Because he usually had a good answer for most problems, or at least a good plan for how to get one. His skills as well as his magical experience were impressive as well. Adler had trained with some of the most skilled wizards around the world thanks to his father's lucrative business connections and even people like Snape could be impressed.

For his part, Gellert allowed himself to bask in the fact he was sitting in a room with dark wizards who did not blanch at Adler's mention of experimenting with dark creatures. A man after his own heart at least a little. Gellert wasn't yet ready to forgive him and his troll lady for their unreasonably rude and harsh treatment of him, but at least he understood why Adler had considered Gellert worth freeing where many fools would not. They could appreciate one another's methods and the spell of which Wolfgang spoke did sound very intriguing.

"I only have one question so far," Kereston said eagerly. "Will you teach us the diffusion spell?"

Wolfgang smiled. "Of course. How does tomorrow evening sound to everyone? It's only fair to allow Mr. Grindelwald to rest a bit first as it is a difficult spell to work."

As everyone nodded, Gellert nearly said that he could learn it right now simply to prove a point and to save face. If Adler believed him unable to perform complicated magic at any time, he would show the half giant just how uninformed he was. But perhaps the man was truly being considerate. His words had held no sarcasm, after all. Besides, Gellert knew he wasn't fully at his best yet and there was probably no need to prove himself to anyone. His reputation spoke for itself and that was why he was free. Nonetheless he still wasn't ready to trust Wolfgang or his lady. They had shown their true colors when alone with him and he hadn't liked what he saw.

"Gellert and I can spend the rest of today on research, and tomorrow we'll be ready to start working on those medallions as well as the portkey type items Kereston was suggesting," Blaise said.
"That sounds good," Wolfgang nodded. Gellert relaxed a little at that. At least the half giant didn't feel him unable to research on his first day out of prison. As most everyone else returned their attention to their food, Gellert turned to Blaise. Something had occurred to him inspired by what Wolfgang had said of his diffusion spell. "There is another creature who may be able to attack dementors. I would at least be interested in watching the result of such an attempt."

"Really!" Blaise couldn't remember the last time he was this interested in talking to anyone. Everything Gellert said was stimulating in some way or other. Rarely did Blaise ever feel himself completely engaged with people. Often he felt himself to be at least a partial observer, but with Gellert he was all in. He made Blaise laugh out loud where others only got a smile or brief chuckle. The way he thought of magic, echoed how Blaise's own mind worked as well as complimenting it with fresh ideas and concepts.

"Are you aware of a creature called Mara," Gellert asked.

"It's some sort of horse of nightmares or something, isn't it," Blaise asked.

"Indeed," Gellert nodded. "A horse of nightmares and shadows. She nearly tore my mind apart in Nurmengard more than once."

He found himself almost sounding proud, like a father speaking of the child's achievements. He had summoned her to guard the prison walls after all, bound her with intricate charms woven into her chains. He had coerced her magical abilities to serve him and she had served him well. She held the minds of all those he imprisoned in Nurmengard until the tables were turned and the Ministry stole his prison, turning all the defenses he had put in place against him.

It was ironic, odd, and almost made him lose himself in the unending stream of self pitying memories, but then Blaise spoke. His deep confident voice was like a lifeline to the present to which Gellert gladly clung.
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