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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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"So how do we proceed, Hat," Blaise asked, hoping this was a suitable way of addressing the sorting hat.
The opening in the hat's brim took on a thoughtful expression.
"Well...so that I don't have any regrets in sharing my most valued information, I'd feel better if the both of you continued to prove that you are deserving of it. How about you try to discover my secrets and I'll assist where needed if my mood continues to feel sharing."
Blaise was mildly annoyed but he supposed the hat handing all of its secrets over too easily, even with good reason, could be dangerous. For Gellert's part, he gave the hat a ready smile, apparently eager for the challenge.
Blaise withdrew the smoky quartz wand from the right front pocket of his black pants and flicked it at the hat, murmuring a charm identification spell. It should display all charms placed upon an object in writing above said charmed object. It worked! Sort of. Green light spilled out from the hat and hung above it in blocks of archaic lettering. It was from the time of the founders, obviously, and the two wizards could not read a word of it.
"We're going to have to use a translating charm on that," Blaise said with a sigh. Gellert leaned forward, gesturing at the spell so that it hung in the air where it would've normally faded away once read. That was some impressive wandless magic, Blaise thought, giving the other wizard a look of admiration. They'd have to get him a wand from Mag soon, though. It would certainly make life more convenient. Lifting his smoky quartz wand again, Blaise flicked it at the old English words and murmured a translation charm.
"Here is a bit of a fun fact," the hat spoke.
"I have to agree before this spell can proceed. The founders didn't want any information about me flying, walking or slithering into the wrong hands," it said thoughtfully.
The two exchanged a glance, waiting.
"Whatever shall I decide," the hat wondered.
"The damned thing is playing with us," Gellert said, tone half amused, half annoyed.
"Has anyone ever threatened to simply burn you to a crisp if you don't play nice," he demanded, eyeing the hat darkly.
"No one has ever gotten this far," the hat admitted.
"We really do plan to use whatever knowledge you share to help defend the wizarding world against Voldemort," Blaise told the hat, tone calm yet managing to imply that the hat was being a bit immature and unreasonable about the whole thing.
It made no reply but Blaise's translation charm finally seemed to take, allowing words to pore across the air in front of them from the hat's brim.
Aside from the expected layered spells of transfiguration, animation, legilemancy and occlumency, there were also four inclusions from a pensieve.
"There has to be something else, though," Blaise said with a frown of frustration.
"This is a unique blend of magic, but we could've figured these layers out for ourselves. There is something else hiding."
Likely something the hat wouldn't show and as it remained still and silent, they'd have to start guessing. "We'll just have to cast trial and error detection spells," Blaise said and Gellert nodded, leaning forward so that their shoulders touched.
The contact caused them to exchange a heated look, momentarily distracted. With a sigh of regret, Blaise turned his attention reluctantly back to the hat. They were on a time crunch, after all. Dumbledore would want the hat back soon.
Blaise cast a charm to detect blood magic and gave a shout of triumph when it caused the hat to flash red in confirmation. "The life blood the founders donated was the final link!"
"Brilliant thinking, my boy,"Gellert praised, clapping Blaise on the shoulder, then leaving his hand there.
This had Blaise's mind moving in a direction more concerned with lower matters, and he leaned to kiss Gellert. The hat moved it's torn flap that served as a mouth, forming what looked like an annoyed frown. It hadn't wanted them to have that information, though Blaise didn't see why.
"We're not going to cut bits from you or anything," he told it, placing it down on the table beside them.
"Thank you for your help."
"Indeed," Gellert agreed expansively.
"Let's celebrate, shall we," Gellert asked, turning to Blaise with a wink, mischief dancing in his lively blue eyes.
"Alright," Blaise agreed readily. "What did you have in mind?"
Gellert answered by transfiguring one of the chairs into a thin short mattress which he tossed directly onto the table.
"Right here," Blaise asked with an incredulous laugh.
"Why not? It'll be fun," Gellert said.
The blonde was soon on the staff table on his back, hair flowing around his shoulders. Blaise let out a breath as he approached. Gellert was so beautiful!
Placing his hands on Gellert's hips, he slid his pants down, bending to trail his lips across the blonde's flat stomach. Gellert arched upward, pressing himself closer. As Blaise took him into one hand, he groaned then sat up.
"Wait," he said, breathlessly.
"I'm going to conjure the cream from our dorm room and I can't perform any spell with you touching me like that."
Blaise felt a slow lazy grin spreading over his full lips at the admission. Gellert Grindelwald could not perform magic with Blaise Zabini stroking his erection. Now that made him feel even more accomplished than sorting out the sorting hat with Gellert only a few moments before. Giving Gellert's erection a final stroke he stepped back with a smirk.
"Very well I suppose I could resist skin to skin contact for a few seconds," he drawled.
"Do you need my wand?"
But before he'd completed the question, the bottle of cream was in Gellert's outstretched hand.
"You're bloody good," Blaise said with a smile of admiration.
It was Gellert's turn to smirk.
"I'm about to be."
Nothing in life had ever felt as good as Blaise touching him, moving with him. Not even the power of the Elder wand were he honest. Gellert reveled in the experience, so close to an ecstasy filled release when something happened. The blasted sorting hat was trying to talk to him. Speaking persistently into his mind...Demanding attention. Something about a security breech on the grounds and how no one was ever close enough to hear its warnings and now that it had an audience it would not be ignored!
Only Gellert was trying very hard to ignore it. Couldn't it just tell him later? The hat insisted that he listen now and that was when Gellert Grindelwald decided that an enchanted object, no matter how strong, wasn't going to ruin this for him. Shutting his mind to the hat with a resounding slam of magic, he grasped Blaise's face in his hands, their mouths meeting in another passionate kiss that had him groaning in pleasure filled need as their bodies strained toward heaven.
Afterward they lay together catching their breaths and looking a bit dazedly into one another's eyes. Slowly Gellert's thoughts became cohesive once again and he sighed.
"I suppose the hat thinks there was a security breech," he said.
"What?"
"Yes. It tried to interrupt us, but I wasn't interested," Gellert said with a smirk.
"I suppose we should go and report it to the headmaster now, while we return the hat. This ought to be interesting."
If the grounds were being attacked, he was always up for a skirmish. He could use the practice. It had been a very long time, after all.
"I don't want you fighting without a wand," Blaise said firmly.
The true concern in the other wizard's eyes touched Gellert's heart in an unfamiliar way that had him acquiescing as he wouldn't have previously for anyone else.
"I've got a few tricks up my sleeve that don't require a wand but if it looks too dangerous we'll just stay out of it together. How is that?"
Blaise gave a reluctant nod and the two rose from their temporary love nest. With a final smile of amusement, Gellert turned the mattress back into a chair and replaced it before they left the great hall.
"The professors are going to eat there tonight," Blaise commented with a gleeful chuckle.
Before Gellert, he never would've done such a thing, but the blonde wizard brought him out of his comfortable shell in a way that he found he quite liked.
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic