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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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Blaise and Gellert were pleasantly satiated and over all more relaxed when they went down stairs to find Blaise's parents. The two were in the dining room. Funeral catalogs were spread out over most of the dining table.
"You really like that coffin," Blaise's dad asked incredulously.
"No way am I going to lie for three hours in that thing. I need comfort and style! That thing has no curves...no class."
Sabra Zabini threw back her head and laughed.
"You sound as though you're talking about a woman, Geo. I like the wood it's made of is all. It's not every day you see a coffin made entirely of rowan wood."
"Well it's a no for me," Geo said, decisively turning a page in one of the catalogs before catching sight of the two young men standing together in the doorway.
"Come over here you two," he said, waving enthusiastically.
"I should've warned you," Blaise said to Gellert's understandably bemused expression.
"Dad has this obsession with funeral catalogs."
"It's a reasonable side effect of faking one's own death every few years," Geo defended merrily.
"Now get over here and have a look at this year's newest coffin releases. I need help with selecting which one I'm going to be buried in this time."
"Why do you fake your own death," Gellert asked, struggling half heartedly to bite back a smile of amusement.
"Oh...You'd not know, would you," Geo said, nodding.
"Sorry. We all must have forgotten to tell you...as it's obvious Blaise hasn't explained either.
"Sorry, Dad. There were just always other things..."Blaise said, shrugging.
With a small sigh he turned to Gellert.
"My parents came up with this crack brained idea to remain out of Voldemort's radar by making themselves seem so dark that he'd never consider them a threat even if they weren't approaching him."
"Crack Brained," Geo shouted indignantly as Sabra frowned at her son.
"I'm telling it," Blaise said, frowning back at both of them.
"My dad happens to be an unregistered Metamorphmagus and he used the ability to fake his own death and make himself look different so he could be Mom's new husband. Once they had word later that Voldemort may not be dead, they kept doing it...It's now a game they rather enjoy," he concluded dryly.
Gellert gathered from Blaise's tone on the matter that he didn't enjoy it nearly as much as his parents.
"It kept you...all of us safe over the years, and there's no reason not to have a little fun," Geo said.
Blaise arched elegant dark brows at his father.
"I'm supposed to enjoy attending funeral after funeral and making myself seem a pig by getting two plates of food every time?"
Gellert finally did chuckle then. It wasn't the strain of pretending to lose his stepfather that got to his Blaise at these 'funerals, but the embarrassment of appearing to be crassly piggish!
"Dare I inquire why you had to get two plates of food," Gellert asked through his laughter.
"Of course I do! I'm very daring!"
Blaise sighed.
"Because Dad always wants to eat as soon as he can safely apparate out of the coffin and back home. Rather than having Bramble make him something, he wants to see what sorts of food people decide to bring to his funeral," He said with a roll of his eyes.
"Hey! You can tell how much someone likes you by what they bring to your funeral. Also who is shitty and cheap," Geo defended.
"Well it always sticks me with looking like a greedy little git," Blaise grumbled.
"I told you to tell them it eases your grieving," Geo said with a grin.
"I do tell them that as you well know, but I doubt that makes me less piggish," Blaise retorted.
Gellert chuckled again.
"I doubt anyone minds," he told Blaise.
The soft look he found himself giving the other wizard nearly startled him until he realized it would feel more odd to suppress his natural feelings for Blaise instead.
"Well are the two of you going to come over here and look at these coffins this year or not," Geo asked impatiently.
"Um...We sort of wanted to talk to you about something else," Blaise said a bit hesitantly.
He didn't want to offend his father's coffin obsession, but he felt, with every fiber of his being, that making a safe house in case they needed it was a bit more pressing!
"If it's about you not attending Hogwarts for your final year, you know there isn't anything we can do about that now," Sabra said tightly.
"That isn't it, Mum," Blaise replied impatiently.
"It's about those amulets Kereston thought up that allow any one of us to get to a safe location with everyone else if something happens."
"Is that what she said, then," Sabra asked curiously.
"Basically," Blaise replied, waving a dismissive hand.
"I may have improved upon it a little, but the general concept was hers. Anyway we need somewhere safe and remote that Voldemort wouldn't know about and that will comfortably hold all of us. Knowing that you'd never allow Gellert and I to go out hunting for such a place on our own, I thought Wolfgang would be willing to do it if he didn't already know of a suitable place."
"I can check with the Cabal back home in Italy if he doesn't," Geo said reluctantly.
Blaise nodded. He understood his father's reluctance. As a young man, Geo had wanted to live his own life away from the structure and expectations of the cabal. It would be uncomfortable to return just because he needed help.
"Would they be difficult about lending assistance," Gellert asked.
"Surely they understand the threat posed to even them were Voldemort to succeed in his wizarding world takeover."
"Of course, they understand which is why I'm sure they would help," Geo said.
"I just wanted to avoid becoming entangled with family business if I could. If you want to go and talk to Wolfgang, we'll do that now."
He rose from his seat at the table without even glancing again at his coffin filled catalog spread.
They apparated to Adler Manor and Gellert lifted the heavy brass door knocker. It looked like some sort of mythical beast that he didn't recognize. When a Kobold opened the door, Gellert was almost impressed. The little blue creatures were powerful but tended to shy away from men. Did they prefer giants, he wondered. That or the wizard Wolfgang had some interesting tricks to make it faithfully serve him.
"We are here to speak with Mr. Adler on a matter of great import," Blaise told the little creature.
It bowed and gestured them inside before hurrying away.
"It's seen all of us before," Sabra assured to the look of concern on Gellert's face.
"I'm sure Wolfgang has it trained not to allow in strangers."
Gellert nodded, relieved because that was actually his exact concern. He found himself beginning to feel very at home in a family that was as cautious as himself.
"Hello again," Wolfgang called cheerfully as he approached the front hall where they were all waiting.
"I've asked my Kobold to bring us all tea in the library. I do hope nothing is wrong," he concluded, a slight look of concern crossing his strong handsome features.
Blaise hastily shook his head.
"Fortunately not," he assured.
"We came to speak with you on a matter of location...It's about those charms Kereston suggested we make to allow us all to gather in one place were something to happen."
"Ah yes... Very good," Wolfgang said.
Turning he led them to the library. It was a comfortable room full of books as one might expect. The book shelves were floor to ceiling and they lined every wall. There were two long sofas and a few comfortable looking armchairs. Several little round tables were scattered about as well. Some of the tables were also stacked high with books.
Millicent Bulstrode sat on one of the sofa's, a large heavy book in her hands. She wore a flowing green summer dress and her hair was piled high. Blaise noted how she continued to go out of her way to look pretty for Wolfgang.
"What's up," she asked.
"We need to find a safeplace location before Gellert and I can complete those amulets that allow us all to gather in case of emergency," Blaise said, tired of having to continue to repeat the reason for this meeting over and over.
His tone must have come out strained, for Gellert gave him a look of sympathetic amusement.
The little blue kobold hurried in then, carrying a fully laden tea tray. It held a steaming fragrant smelling pot of tea, six cups, and some little round cakes that made Gellert's eyes light up.
Wolfgang gave the other German wizard an understanding smile.
"I thought you might appreciate a little snack from home," he said.
"Danke," Gellert said sincerely.
The little blue creature pored the tea and filled a plate with the little round cakes before bowing and leaving the room. Once everyone had taken a cake to go with their cup of tea, Blaise turned to Wolfgang.
"As you know the parents won't feel it's safe right now for Gellert and I to go out looking for a safeplace as we'd like to do..."
"Because it probably isn't safe, and we won't risk anyone discovering Gellert's location," Sabra cut in.
Blaise shrugged.
"As I said," he continued pointedly to Wolfgang.
"We won't' be able to do it ourselves, so we were hoping you could have a look around for somewhere remote and large enough for everyone to be relatively comfortable if we had to hide there for any amount of time. We were thinking somewhere in Switzerland or the Alps or even Russia..."
"There would be you, Grindelwald and your parents, me and mine, Wolfgang and his dad, Snape, Mag and her folks, Kereston and hers, Flitwick, Kreacher and Regulus, and if Snape drags them along, Dumbledore and Karkaroff, though they're likely to hide at Durmstrang," Millicent said.
"Kreacher and Regulus," Blaise asked, curious."So they decided to work with us then?"
Millicent nodded.
"Of course. They hate Voldemort and they work with the dark arts as we do so it only stands to reason they'd be completely on board with helping us stick it to him as much as the prophecy allows."
"As it happens I already have one place in mind," Wolfgang said.
"It seems to fit the bill for providing a large amount of space as well as being out of the way and only known to a select few. Even better those few don't have a use for the place anymore so no one should want to go near it if we've a mind to use it. It is in a remote part of Norway. Not so long ago it was used to host magical auctions."
He turned to Grindelwald.
"Those sorts of auctions where I came across, and was able to purchase, items like the scroll which held the recipe for your youth, for example. There was a break in there, and those wizards in charge of the auctions lost interest in the place, considering it to be unsafe. I feel certain that the vandalism was strictly Muggle in nature so they had nothing to worry about, but they wouldn't risk anything going amiss. They found a new place to hold the next auction in Egypt and decided to make it their permanent base. This makes the building in Norway free for the taking. The vandalism has ruined the reputation of the place and no one wants it now."
"So we can buy it easily, then," Sabra asked, and Wolfgang nodded.
"I should think so."
"If you'll accompany me there, I'll go take care of it first thing in the morning, then," Geo said.
"I can do that," Wolfgang said amiably.
"That work for you two,"Geo asked, turning to Blaise and Gellert.
Blaise looked to Gellert who hesitated, then nodded.
Gellert didn't like the fact that the building was known to whatever wizards once attended auctions there, but any place they found would be known to someone unless they built their own, which they didn't have time to do at present.
If you'd like to see the entire story of Blaise's parents, check out our one shot, Ms. Zabini, also uploaded here.
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