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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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For the first time, Blaise and Gellert did not have to wake early and rush into a day full of things that needed doing. Before they left Wolfgang's manor the previous night, the half giant had written letters to everyone in their little practice group requesting that they meet in the evening rather than the morning so that he and Geo could attend to buying their new stronghold in Norway. This meant Blaise and Gellert had the morning to themselves. When Blaise woke, he simply lay for a while, enjoying the opportunity to wake gradually, as it was surely to become a rare treat. Gellert's head was snuggled against his shoulder, the blonde's arm flung across his waist. The depth of feeling that filled him simply when looking at Gellert was still frankly terrifying. As it was also the most incredible thing he could imagine, however, he'd learn to handle it, Blaise decided. Unable to resist the urge to kiss Gellert, he woke the other wizard with a soft brush of lips that did not take long at all to deepen when Gellert's eyes fluttered open.
An hour later the two finally made it down to a late breakfast. When Bramble served them, he handed Blaise a letter.
"This came for Master Blaise earlier this morning," he said.
Blaise opened it as he thanked the elf distractedly.
"It's from Kereston," he told Gellert.
"As we don't have practice until later she invited us to lunch at her place. She figured the parents wouldn't mind as they know hers and they'll be there."
He glanced back down at the letter.
"She says we can just go to practice together from there."
Gellert shrugged carelessly.
"I don't see why not if it's Alright with the parents as you say."
He smiled.
"I've already learned that going against their wishes probably isn't wise," he said with an amused chuckle.
As the two ate they began to talk over their next project.
"For once, it should be something just for us," Blaise said firmly.
"I was thinking of pendants that serve as portkeys but to a person rather than a place. Specifically mine would go to you and yours to me where ever we happen to be at the time when activated. In case anything happens we'll never be separated because we can always get to one another. And if nothing happens, it's simply convenient."
"Excellent," Gellert said.
"I was thinking we could get custom pendants made," Blaise continued.
"Once we decide on the pattern I'll write Mag and see if she can arrange it. I was thinking a spiderweb with the Hollows on it as a representation of both of us."
Gellert's eyes softened on Blaise's as he smiled.
"I like that a lot."
After breakfast they found the parents in the library. Geo and Sabra agreed to the two going to Kereston's for lunch as long as they didn't go anywhere else. Blaise wrote Kereston to confirm and she wrote back to say she'd even meet them at the Zabini's manor so the parents wouldn't fret about anything happening on the way to her place.
Blaise sighed as he showed Gellert the note.
"I'd like to say she's being silly, but...sadly she probably isn't."
Gellert laughed.
"Well no one can say your parents don't care."
Blaise mock cringed.
"So true. They care in the most insane of ways."
"But isn't it said that all the best people are quite mad," Gellert asked with a wink.
Blaise chuckled.
"In that case, they're the absolute bloody best!"
The two went up stairs to get dressed for the day. Once they had, Blaise sat down at his desk to write Mag about the pendant design they wanted for their person to person portkeys. No longer his desk, he thought as he drew quill and parchment toward himself. It was now their desk. He was sharing the room with Gellert so everything in it belonged to both of them. He was always a little surprised to discover how much he liked that.
Quickly he wrote Mag a description of the two pendants they needed and told her there was no price limit. Calling for Bramble, he gave the elf the letter to see to having delivered, then closed the bedroom door again.
"I think we're alone now," he quipped with a slow lazy grin.
Quoting the song Kereston had provided for their shield practice put him unpleasantly in mind of Hogwarts and how rapidly the summer was likely to pass. Better make the most of the weeks they had left, he told himself
"What ever shall we do with our time while we wait," he asked, pushing his chair away from the desk and glancing idly over at Gellert.
The blonde was lounging back on the bed, staring thoughtfully at the ceiling.
"Well...we could make a list of more items we can make to help in the good fight against this Voldemort creature," Gellert suggested.
"Unless you have other ideas," he added mischievously, rolling over onto his side to face Blaise, where he sat in the desk chair.
"I always have other ideas," Blaise assured.
"But we can get our list of ideas out of the way first, I suppose."
He drew another piece of parchment toward him and picked up the quill he'd used to write Mag.
"Were you thinking weapons," he asked, and pushing up into a sitting position on the bed, Gellert nodded.
"It would be interesting if we could make something to give the weaker fighters an edge. You mentioned the Potter kid not being so skillful. If his friends are no better, they could surely use a bit of help.""Sounds good," Blaise said, idly tapping the quill against the edge of the desk as he thought.
"Perhaps something like magical grenades?"
Gellert smiled.
"Brilliant! Especially if we could cause one to expand and multiply into several when thrown. I was also thinking of a more subtle weapon concept in the form of a charmed item to wear and remove as needed. It works by distracting an opponent when activated. We won't want it to distract our allies so it will require a bit of tweaking I think."
"Still a brilliant concept, Blaise said, writing it down.
"A distraction should feel less like a direct attack so they'll think it's them with the problem rather than us causing it for them."
Gellert nodded, smiling happily.
"Exactly!"
"Well we've come up with two grand ideas," Blaise said, replacing the quill in its ornate stand on the corner of the desk.
"I feel we've earned a rest."
Rising from his chair he strolled languidly over to the bed, perching on the edge and running a hand up Gellert's lean muscular thigh.
"Indeed," Gellert agreed, shifting so that his legs, in their form fitting black pants, spread themselves suggestively.
"All work and no play is simply no fun at all," he gravely proclaimed.
With a low sound of agreement, Blaise bent toward him, running exploratory hands over Gellert's chest. When Gellert rose up to kiss him, Blaise began to tug the blonde's shirt from where it was neatly tucked into the waistband of his pants. Running his tongue suggestively across Gellert's bottom lip, he began to work at the top buttons of the shirt. If he just got a few open, he could pull it over Gellert's head without messing about with the rest of them. He wished Gellert had gotten some black silk pull-over shirts like Blaise's own, but the blonde had preferred the more formal button downs.
The sensual glide of Blaise's tongue over his bottom lip had Gellert catching his breath as his entire body went hot and liquid. Snatching one of Blaise's hands from the buttons of his shirt, he placed it needily on the rapidly growing bulge between his legs. As Blaise obligingly lightly squeezed and massaged him through his pants, Gellert arched back against the pile of pillows on which he'd been leaning, eyes rolling back as he moaned the other wizard's name.
With a curse of frustration, Blaise ripped the shirt off over Gellert's head and tossed it to the floor. He ran heated lips and hands over Gellert's slender chest, unencumbered by any clothes to block his passage. Already imagining how wonderful Gellert's length would feel sliding into his mouth, his hands dropped lower, prepared to open the blonde's pants. Before he could indulge himself, however, the door burst open.
"Hi I was thinking we could...Oh Gods! Gods, I think I could've gone forever without ever seeing that. Please put your bloody clothes back on."
"It is called a shirt," Gellert retorted, squirming uncomfortably on the bed to glare over at Kereston who currently stood in the doorway looking horrified.
His erection was throbbing and nearly painful, yet with the little girl here, it certainly wasn't going to be satisfied any time soon. As the rest of her offensive words sank in, he frowned.
"And what do you mean you could've gone forever without seeing that? I am beautiful!"
"He really is," Blaise said, giving Gellert's naked chest a wistful look before sighing and reaching for the discarded shirt.
Kereston made a choking sound.
"No. You hardly have any hair on your chest...and it's so thin and it...you look like a girl!
"You're just jealous because Blaise and I are both more beautiful than you," Gellert told her.
"Hardly," Kereston said.
"I mean I guess Blaise is hot, but you...you're prettier than I am and I don't fancy girls."
She pointed at the shirt that Blaise had placed beside Gellert on the bed.
"put it back on," she begged.
Gellert made a face at her as he pulled the shirt over his head and began to close the top buttons once again.
"Trust me, no one wants to see you naked either. You look like a little boy playing at being female," he accused.
"You have no lady curves."
"Yes I do," Kereston shot back, unimpressed with his insult.
Gellert rose up to tuck in his shirt.
He couldn't help but feel resentful that the overly talkative little blonde had interrupted them and then to add insult to injury she'd insulted him while...had she expressed interest in his Blaise? Because he'd rather liked the little blonde as a new friend, he was deeply bothered by that possibility.
"Gods," Kereston complained.
"It's nearly noon, and as you'd agreed to have lunch, I hardly expected to be interrupting anything when Mrs. Zabini told me to go on up. I thought the two of you would be reading or something."
"Well you were obviously wrong," Gellert shot back peevishly.
He rose from the bed.
"Lets go then."
He wasn't exactly in the mood anymore, but she was already here and the moment was already disrupted.
"Alright," Kereston said.
She smiled as her blue gray eyes sparkled.
"I have a surprise for Gellert."
At that, Gellert felt his annoyance toward the little blonde fading somewhat.
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