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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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As they walked back to the Great Hall, Blaise's attention shifted back and forth between Gellert's beautiful face and stunning golden haired profile to the sorting hat in his hands.
"So what's so special about it," Gellert asked.
"What?"
Was he talking about his own face, or his hair or his slender elegant body? Were it truly required, Blaise supposed he had no trouble expounding on any of the three.
"You would not be so eager to study it were it not worthy, so why? What makes it so," Gellert asked nodding at the hat Blaise carried.
"Oh! The hat," Blaise said.
Of course the bloody hat, he told himself, annoyed that his mind could so easily go apparently daft around Gellert's charismatic eyes. Still the subject of enchantments, talking shop as it were, could truly get Blaise going, and he immediately became enthusiastic as he began his explanation.
"Well...it is obviously an item of complex enchantments, but you or I can make items of complex enchantments so that's not the real bit that grabs me. Not even the fact it was made in part by Salazar Slytherin himself, though I'd love to study anything he made did it allow me to understand more of his style of magic. It's the fact the hat not only speaks aloud, but scans the mind of whoever wears it for the intention of placing the wearer in one of the four Hogwarts houses.
At least I assume that is the original reason it was given the property of legilimency. I do wonder, though, if other hats or similar items with the same enchantments were used for other reasons. That is in part why I wished to study it. We could find many uses for an item with such abilities were we able to construct one. As if reading minds isn't complex enough for a hat, even a magic one, it also talks to you in your mind when it sorts you. It appears to be sentient at least on the matter of sorting. I never tried asking it about the weather, so I'm not sure how far the ability extends past the matter of the sorting itself."
Gellert laughed, tossing back his blonde locks as his eyes sparkled merrily at Blaise. Blaise felt his heart flutter in response and nearly gave a sigh of resignation.
"If we could create two that could be linked together, and get one onto the head of an enemy, let's say this Voldemort, and wear the other ourselves, we could tell what they are thinking at all times," Gellert said, and Blaise nodded.
Gifting someone with a fetching hat that helped to spy them out was a brilliant idea, but it was Gellert, so Blaise expected no less.
"Yes! There are so many ways to use such an item of power for more than the mere matter of sorting little kids into school houses!"
That did give him an idea, though, and he gave Gellert his slow lazy grin. "I am curious, however."
"What," Gellert asked, returning the smile with one that said plainly he was up for any challenge.
"Let's see what house you would be in. We'll put it on your head and let it sort you. The experience will give you a feel for exactly how it works," Blaise said.
"Alright,"Gellert agreed readily as they entered the Great Hall.
"We usually sit on a stool to get sorted in our first year, but as I don't know where it is, hopefully the hat will respond even if you're on a chair," Blaise said, and headed up to the staff table where they had eaten their meals for the past day.
Pulling out the chair Gellert used for lunch, he gestured the blonde to sit, then placed the hat onto his head.
It shouldn't have come as a surprise that Gellert even looked hot in the sorting hat. Blaise supposed it was more of a surprise that he noticed how hot Gellert looked in the sorting hat. As Blaise watched, Gellert's expression went from expectant to focused. Something must be happening, but he would wait until Gellert was finished rather than interrupt to ask what the hat was saying even if he was intensely curious. Luckily he only had to wait about half a minute.
Gellert supposed he shouldn't have been surprised when the hat began speaking into his mind in a solid sounding yet soft voice rather than a mere thought concept. Blaise had explained the process, after all. Still the voice in his mind had almost startled him nonetheless.
"Hm," the hat said in a musing tone. Gellert could swear he felt it sifting through his head...or was it rather that he expected to feel it sifting through his head.
"I say, I can't sort you if you're trying to block my access," the hat complained.
Had he? He supposed he was so accustomed to the need to keep his mind shielded that he had never opened it to another willingly. He opened his mouth to apologize, then shut it again, realizing a thought would do. Would the hat even hear him if he spoke aloud?
"Probably," the hat replied. "Though I'm mostly attuned to in here...not out there... And apology accepted. Now let's stop chatting so we can get you sorted, shall we? Hm...Brilliant enough to be in Ravenclaw for sure, and you are brave and you do have some loyalty in you but you're far too ambitious, shrewd, and cunning to be suitable for any other house...Yes it's the one of the silver and green. The one where the most ambitious such as yourself, can truly flourish. You will be a great leader...Or wait...You have already been a great leader, and you shall lead again...but...What are you doing here then? In all my thousand and some years I have never ever been confused!"
The soft voice of the hat almost sounded affronted, and Gellert couldn't help a small smile.
"Forgive me, but I thought you didn't want to chat."
"Very well, then," the hat said. "I have a job to do and I shall do it. Your traits are such that you are truly only suited to one house. That of...""SLYTHERIN!""
The hat shouted the final word aloud, and Blaise gave a pleased laugh as he moved to hug Gellert.
"You got into Slytherin! That's the best house of course! My mother and I were both sorted into it. Dad attended Durmstrang as you did, though."
Gellert returned Blaise's impulsive embrace, pleased with the hat's choice as well. Salazar Slytherin's house was an impressive one as was the man himself. It was also the house of Merlin and Nimue when they attended Hogwarts and of course Blaise himself so yes, Gellert was pleased.
"It only took a few seconds too," Blaise said as he lifted the hat from Gellert's head. "It didn't take very long with me either, though it dithered between Slytherin and Ravenclaw for a moment."
Gellert nodded. "I am guessing traits or imprints of all four of the founders were put into the hat, but knowing that is still rather a basic concept," Blaise said. He then proceeded to explain all he knew of the hat to Gellert as he took the chair beside him in which he'd sat earlier. He explained how the hat had a new song each year about itself and at some points even seemed to make cryptic comments regarding the future.
"So either one of the founders was a seer, or it hears things in the headmaster's office," Blaise concluded.
"I wonder what it will tell us and how much we can unravel of the magic even if it does not wish to share or is unable to share. It was understandably curious about me, so perhaps it will trade information to satisfy itself," Gellert speculated and Blaise handed the hat over to him.
"Go ahead and start. I'll watch then pitch in when I get something," he said.
The eager feeling that gripped him wasn't the same as the overwhelming lust he felt for Gellert but it was nearly as intense. The hunger to understand an enchantment coupled with the thrill of watching Gellert work and sharing that work with him as they discovered enchantments together.
Gellert decided to begin his exploration with more interaction.
"You know you want to know more about me, don't you," Gellert suggested, putting the intriguing hat back on.
To his own mind, he sounded like one of those animated advertising cards that used to come by owl post from various wizarding catalogs selling anything from magical toothpicks that did all the work for you to self tying shoelaces. Such companies always put an attractive young wizard or witch at the card's center, so that you wouldn't be able to put it down, while it offers you a host of enchanted items you really have no need or place for.
Of course, unlike any of these cards, Gellert was really offering something of value as far as he was concerned.
"Of course I do, for you brim with mystery..., but what will you be wanting in return," the hat asked suspiciously.
"Minds like yours always want something."
"Just a glimpse into your inner workings," Gellert coaxed.
"We are enchanters and always seek to learn from great works like your esteemed self," he flattered.
"Never," the hat nearly shouted, shutting its mouth with a decisive snap.
"See here," Blaise told the hat, snatching it up and placing it on his own head in case doing so served to make the communication even more clear.
"As you are well aware dark wizards do not always mean evil wizards and we're not out to harm the world as Voldemort is likely to do if you don't help us to stop him. We simply wish to learn how you operate and incorporate it into our own work. If you know so much you'd see that we're both enchanters and we were tasked to use our skills in the fight against Voldemort. You could keep out of it aside from your dire warnings or you could excel and help. We won't share any of what you've told us," he concluded, tone only mildly peevish and impatient.
He was met with a silence that he hoped was thoughtful, so he looked at Gellert and shrugged.
"It can be all on your terms," Gellert cajoled, a small smile playing on his lips. He felt a certain thrill from having a challenge. Having something to work for that was not immediately yielding. In the area of magic he had not experienced anything similar since his youth.
The hat began to murmur then, as if to itself.
"The first one has great potential, and this one as well. Different talents, and similar. Truly, truly. What a conundrum. It almost reminds me of an earlier song. But never mind that."
It cleared its nonexistent throat.
"I suppose, I shall deal, on limited terms. You will know what you need to know, and no more. Do not ask me for the location of the Sword though. Neither of you are attuned to its particular magic. Aside from that, though, I shall instruct you on my construction," the hat peevishly allowed.
"Is it just me, or does he remind you of Bramble a little," Gellert wondered with considerable amusement.
Blaise laughed, nodding in agreement. Come to think of it, the hat and Bramble had a lot in common, with the elf also only giving as much as was entirely necessary or that he could legitimately get away with, Blaise thought dryly. Though it wasn't likely his elf would enjoy the comparison. Removing the hat, Blaise held it in both hands, opening himself to its magic, allowing himself to feel as much as he could, to soak it in. It was the way he always began when studying an object. As to be expected there were many layers of spellwork woven into the fabric of this hat. More than four, so each founder had cast far more than one simple enchantment to imprint his or her values and understanding into the hat.
"Yes, that's right," the hat encouraged, obviously reading his thoughts.
"Thank you," he told the hat distractedly.
"I don't think we need anything from the sword at present, so we agree to your terms," he told the hat, then explained to Gellert.
"It's the sword of Gryffindor, goblins made it and that's all I know or was able to discover from books other than it was highly prized by the goblins and by Godric Gryffindor who commissioned it. So much so that it started a goblin wizarding war or so it is said. It was so long ago, though, I believe much is lost to history, leaving small minds to fill in the blanks," he said disdainfully.
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