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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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"I can't believe they're pulling this!" Blaise exploded as soon as the door to his bedroom was firmly shut behind them.
He and Gellert had excused themselves to go up stairs so Gellert could study the contents of the pensieve as he only had it until the morning. While he was busy with that, Blaise planned to work on more of the magic dispersal amulets. They were both still a little tired, but Bramble's restorative broth had done wonders and he promised to bring the butterbeer with energy as soon as it was ready. In times like this, with so much that needed doing, being a bit drained didn't mean one could afford to stop work for the day.
"I suppose they're just doing what they think is the most safe," Gellert said mildly
"I don't want to vex you further, but you could consider the fact that...you're very fortunate to have parents that love you."
He spoke softly, gaze sliding away from Blaise's, mildly embarrassed to express the sentiment.
"Is it alright if I use the desk for this pensieve?"
"You can use anything in this room as if it was your own," Blaise told him firmly.
He smiled.
"It's odd because I'm not one to fancy the idea of others in my personal space, but I want you everywhere."
"And that makes it mean all the more," Gellert said as he carefully placed the full pensieve on Blaise's desk.
"As you can likely guess until you I was much the same. I never believed I wanted to share a space with anyone, but now...it's nice."
Gellert knew he'd not used the right word, because it was a million times nicer than nice. It was secure in the best sense of the word, and empowering and companionable in the best of ways and comfortable and...indeed so much more than nice. But as they had a lot to get done and as men, weren't one for flowery speeches, nice would have to do. From the warm look Blaise gave him, his choice of wording had carried its point across.
"I'm sorry for being a git about the parent thing," Blaise said, knowing that Gellert had lost his own parents at a very young age. As he spoke, he moved over to the bed where Bramble had put all their supplies for making enchanted items. The elf had unpacked their things while they were in the library.
"Of course it's alright," Gellert assured.
"I don't even remember them. I suppose it's the lack they left that I feel more than their particular loss as individuals."
Blaise nodded.
"That makes sense. And though mine can be mad as bloody hatters, I really do love them very much. I'm just as good as they are with being safe. It's simply that I feel I could be even safer not to mention more productive and all around happier were I to remain here with you."
Gellert smiled as he sat down in the swivel chair in front of Blaise's desk.
"I agree with you, but the time will pass quickly and they've been so supportive about everything else. Our relationship, allowing me to remain here..."
"I know," Blaise said, heaving a sigh.
"It's just going to be such a bloody waste of time. I know I'll not learn one productive thing at stupid Hogwarts for the entire year. Won't you at least try to speak to them on my behalf," he implored.
"You're the Great Grindelwald. Perhaps they'll listen to you."
Gellert grinned over his shoulder at Blaise, lively blue eyes sparkling with amusement.
"Ah but you're the Great Zabini."
Bramble came in then with two large frosted glasses of butterbeer.
"Bramble put Gellert's trunk of clothes beside the wardrobe, because he had no idea how long Gellert would be here," the elf said.
"As he will be remaining here, Bramble can unpack them now. Would Gellert like his clothes to be put away here with Master Blaise's or will he want a separate room to store his things?"
Gellert turned the chair to look at Blaise.
"Have you a preference," he asked and Blaise shook his head.
"Whatever you like," he said.
"In here, please," Gellert told Bramble and Blaise smiled.
"Actually I did have a preference. I wanted everything of yours to be in here with mine."
Gellert felt something inside of himself relaxing in relief as he chuckled.
"Good."
Bramble rolled his eyes and huffing a small sigh, bent to drag Gellert's trunk around in front of the wardrobe. He opened the lid with a gesture and clothes began to fly out and onto clothes hooks. Gellert watched, somewhat mesmerized by the elf's effortless manipulation of magic.
"Thank you, Bramble. And for the butterbeer as well."
As the elf nodded, Gellert took one of the glasses from where Bramble had placed them on the corner of Blaise's desk.
"Bramble made an entire pitcher in case you'll be wanting more," the elf said gravely.
"Thanks," Blaise said, without looking up from the small pile of silver pendants in his hand.
"We'll probably need it."
As their energy was too low for shagging, working, plodding along at a project that needed completing, was the only reasonable thing to do. Gellert pored thoroughly over Severus and Nightshade's memories twice, taking notes intermittently. Aside from the pensieve Blaise's desk held a stack of parchment and an enchanted quill that Gellert made good use of. For his part, Blaise completed two more amulets, one shaped like a monocle and the other like a lady's fancy shoe. He decided to give those to Dumbledore and Miss Karkaroff tomorrow. While sorting through the little pendants, he'd set aside two more for his parents. For his father, a small silver knife charm and for his mother a tiny wine goblet. Those would be the next two he and Gellert made together, perhaps even tonight if they didn't crash.
It was pitch black outside the window when Bramble knocked at the door again as Blaise finished the second amulet.
"Would Master Blaise and Gellert like Bramble to bring dinner up here, or would you like to come downstairs? Mistress wasn't sure if you would prefer to continue working or have a rest, but Bramble personally feels you should rest."
Though the elf's words were mild enough the line of disapproval that formed his mouth plainly said he would not be pleased if the two didn't take a break.
"It would be good to rest," Gellert said, sighing and rolling the chair back from the desk.
"You are wise, and we shall dine downstairs with you and the rest of the family," he told Bramble.
Blaise's parents were waiting for them in the dining room. As soon as Blaise and Gellert were seated, Bramble began to serve everyone. Unlike in many other households, the elf ate with the rest of the family as one of them.
"Well, Love Birds, how goes the work," Geo asked.
"I could fancy myself as a seagull I suppose," Gellert said with a cheerful smile.
"For my part, I pored over the memories of Voldemort that were in the pensieve several times."
"Find anything of interest, then," Sabra asked curiously.

"Surprisingly not," Gellert said, taking a hungry bite of shrimp alfredo.
"I found Voldemort's personality and interactions to be surprisingly ordinary."
Even Blaise gave him an astonished look at that.
"I'm sure his magical skill and the twisted lengths he will go to serve to make up for it," Gellert said, almost apologetically.
"Perhaps I should be surprised that he ended up with the serpent maledictus, but in truth it just fits the pattern."
"He has a what," Geo asked.
"Yes, that's a new one," Blaise added helpfully.
His parents often served wine with dinner and at present he was glad of it. Lifting his glass he took a fortifying sip, then another.
"If I recall correctly, her name is Nagini. She could still take her human form in my day, but that's likely changed for the worst by now," Gellert said.
"She didn't seem a bad sort, so I wonder if he is bending her to his will or if she changed due to her...situation."
"Interesting," Geo said.
"You mentioned a pattern. What pattern?"
Gellert lifted slender shoulders in a slight shrug as he sipped his wine before replacing his glass on the table beside Blaise's.
"I have visions as you know. I had some fleeting glimpses of what I took to be future magical trouble on a wide scale. I assume I was seeing Voldemort. Many curses were involved, cursed beings, cursed objects. It all makes sense I suppose even if it was rather vague."
After the meal was over, Blaise and Gellert returned to their bedroom and made the amulets for Blaise's parents from the pendants he'd selected earlier. When the two at last fell into bed, both were certain they'd fall directly into sleep. When they cuddled together as they were wont to do, however, their bodies had other ideas. One lingering good night kiss turned into several long passionate kisses that had them both needing much more.
Blaise rolled onto his back, drawing Gellert's body across his.
"Take me," he practically pleaded, murmuring the words into Gellert's ear as his body arched needily against the other wizard's.
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic