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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 Kereston led the way down the street, Gellert's head turned this way and that, his eyes trying to take in all they could. Though he'd had a taste of the outside world when Blaise's parents had taken him clothes shopping, it was a taste of the wizarding world. Now they were dead center in the midst of Muggle London, or at least so it seemed to him. Loud smelly cars were everywhere. They seemed to have gotten faster over the past fifty years and most certainly more plentiful.
"Why are there so many," he asked, gesturing with a frown at the busy road, then to the constant clusters of Muggles poring in and out of the shops and restaurants lining the street.
"Because they breed like bloody rabbits," Kereston informed him.
"And with their morality or religion or something dying, they don't even need to be married to uphold their reputations anymore," Blaise added.
"So there are apparently millions of brats born out of wedlock yearly."
Millions?"
Gellert felt his eyes widening. Millions being born yearly was difficult to grasp in general but out of wedlock?
"Disgusting isn't it," Blaise said, making a face.
"That's why your plan for wizard domination would never work today," Kereston told Gellert.
"Honestly that's sort of part of the reason I wanted you to see how things are now. I know you aren't going to mess about with that at present, but even after Voldemort's gone, it just wouldn't work now. They've got numbers on their side...as in droves! And trust me there are more crowded places than this. Their technology has grown in leaps and bounds as well, and they have weapons of mass destruction that even exceed those they used in World War II. It's pretty insane how blood thirsty they are. Even if they do need to be stopped, I don't think we can do it."
To say the least, Gellert was stunned. He had no idea what to say...or even how to fully comprehend what she was telling him. At least the blood thirsty aspect of Muggles was nothing new and that bit wasn't at all surprising. He'd always felt that some dark force had stopped him from bringing wizarding kind to power fifty years ago. They could've curved the Muggles and now...if Kereston was right, now it would be impossible or at least extremely difficult and perhaps even dangerous to an undesirable degree.
"There is a bright side for you, though," Kereston said cheerfully.
"At least the gay thing is acceptable now. So you and Blaise aren't illegal or anything."
Considering what he was imprisoned for, Gellert simply hadn't thought of his relationship with Blaise as a true concern yet, but he supposed that was good to know.
"When did that happen?"
Kereston shrugged.
"Some time in the fifties or sixties," she said vaguely.
"Anyway the point is it's legal now, so there's a bright side for you."
"Why isn't it illegal to eat that garbage," he complained, trying to snatch at the burger in her hand as she moved to take another bite.
"Throw that thing away."
Kereston skipped nimbly out of reach.
"It's yummy! Leave me alone."

"Do or she'll keep talking with her mouth full," Blaise said with a shudder.
"Here it is," Kereston said, turning toward a smallish building on their right.
She shoved the last bit of the disgusting burger thing into her mouth as she led them up to the door.
"Memories of China," Gellert read the restaurant's name.
"I'm bloody hungry," he grumbled.
"There had better be food in there and not just memories of it."
The door suddenly burst open then, almost knocking the three of them over.
"Damned kids," an old man grumbled as he pushed past them.
"Get out of the way and stop your loitering!"
Gellert was torn between a desire to hex the old codger and basking in the oddly gratifying strangeness of being called a kid. As the old man headed off down the street, Kereston caught the restaurant door as it swung closed behind him. Food smells wafted out with the breeze caused by the opening door and Gellert's stomach gave a hungry rumble.
The place was decorated with oriental motifs to which he paid little mind. A glance around at the tables of diners showed him that the place at least used real dishes which had to be a good sign. The atmosphere was far better than that of the McDonald's place. People spoke quietly as they enjoyed their meals, and there were far fewer children. They were greeted and seated by a polite Chinese man of middle age who presented each of them with a book that listed all the restaurant offered. It even had pictures.
Kereston ordered them a pot of tea before she began flipping through the book in front of her.
"Have either of you had Chinese food before," she asked without looking up.
"Never,"Gellert said.
"Same here," Blaise agreed.
"Well don't worry. As you can see they don't serve burgers," Kereston said dryly.
"So...what are you planning to eat so that I might avoid it," Gellert asked looking skeptically up from the book of food options to regard Kereston.
"I already ate my McDonald's so I probably won't eat here," Kereston said thoughtfully.
Then as his insult registered she scowled.
"You're a git."
"Though the word does begin with a G, the one I believe you're after is GOD," Gellert enunciated carefully, giving her a smirk.
"Great God if you like," he offered generously.
Blaise gave a slow lazy grin that turned into a low chuckle.
"That is what I call him... you know...during the throws of..."
"Oh do shut up, both of you," Kereston snapped.
"And figure out what you're going to order before I change my mind about buying you lunch."
"I think sweet and sour pork sounds interesting," Gellert said and Blaise nodded.
"Very well. I'll try that too."
"Good," Kereston said.
"Thank you."
When the waiter who had seated them returned with the pot of tea, Kereston gave him the order.
"Only two," he asked in thickly accented English.
Kereston nodded a little apologetically.
"Sorry I already ate."
"I take the menus then," he said, and when she nodded he scooped up the three books and hurried away.
"If the two of you don't like the food here, you'll just starve if I don't decide to force feed you," Kereston said darkly.
"I can't believe I thought you'd appreciate something nice," she added, glaring balefully at Gellert.
He smirked.
"When I receive something nice, I promise I will appreciate it."
She kicked him hard under the table and he laughed as he tried unsuccessfully to dodge aside.
Idly he wondered if this was how siblings behaved. Like Blaise he was an only child.
"Do you have siblings," he asked Kereston and she shook her head.
"We're all only children, then," he said, feeling an odd sense of comrodery at that.
"Interesting," she said, the annoyed look fading from her face to be replaced with a thoughtful one.
"Severus, Mag, Millie and Wolfgang are as well, actually."
"It's the onlys club," Blaise said, giving his slow lazy smile.
The food arrived then and Gellert was quite pleased with the pork as well as the rice. It was unlike anything he'd eaten before.
"Perhaps we should ask Bramble to learn how to cook some Chinese dishes for us," Blaise commented, obviously pleased with the food as well.
"So long as you don't tell him where you had Chinese food today," Kereston reminded firmly.
"Of course not," Blaise assured.
"I grew up learning to keep secrets, remember? This is hardly the biggest one I've had to keep under wraps."
Kereston sighed.
"Isn't it depressing that we live in such a time that slipping out to lunch has to be a secret," she asked sadly.
Gellert grinned as he found himself recalling an old Chinese proverb.
"Well the good folk of China would merely say that we live in...interesting times."
Interesting times indeed. Never would he have pictured himself dining in a Muggle restaurant or being in love with another man. The thought jarred him and had him forgetting the fork of rice in his hand as he gaped at Blaise.
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