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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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The rest of the summer passed far too quickly for Blaise and Gellert's liking. What with all the defense practice with their group and moving from one project to the next in their own line of enchanted weapons efforts, it didn't feel as if they had nearly enough time to just be together. Blaise longed to wander the world with Gellert and explore those places known for their magical history but that wouldn't happen until Voldemort was dead.
When it was time for Blaise to shop for school supplies, his parents allowed him to go with a group of friends and take Gellert along, which was at least something. They made a day of it, stopping for lunch and browsing some of the shops in Knockturn alley after the school shopping was done. Their group consisted of Blaise, Gellert, Millicent, Wolfgang and Kereston. Of the lot Blaise was the only one returning to Hogwarts in the fall because Millicent was getting married instead.
"We should have a party and all get smashed before you return to Hogwarts, Blaise," Kereston said.
"Sounds brilliant," Blaise agreed.
Gellert blinked slowly. He'd never...gotten smashed. Of course he'd had drinks, but never that many at a time. When he was younger, he'd been too driven to bother and when he was a bit older, he was too busy fighting for wizarding freedom and in such situations, getting needlessly drunk simply wasn't safe.
"Blaise! Who's your friend?"
The squeal came from behind them and off to the right. Gellert slowly turned his head to see a common looking teen girl approaching.
"Millie, I got your wedding invite and I'm soooo excited!"
"Hi, Pansy. Call me Millie again and I crush your fucking skull," Millicent said sweetly.
"Not to mention rescinding your wedding invitation," Gellert added with a smirk.
Millicent gave him an appreciative smile.
"Yeah...That too."
Over the past few weeks, Gellert had learned to tolerate Millicent and Wolfgang a bit more. On certain days, he almost liked them. He still couldn't find it within himself to forgive their initial unnecessarily disrespectful treatment of him, though.
"Sorry, Millie...Ur...Millicent! Sorry! It's nice to see you again, Wolfgang. You're looking handsome as ever. Millicent is a very lucky witch. Kereston, how is your internship going at the Ministry?"
Kereston didn't look particularly enthused to see Pansy, Gellert noted, but her reply was polite.
"It's going well enough. Until later in the year it's only part time, and desk work, but one can learn a lot from paperwork."
Pansy nodded before turning back to Blaise.
"Now...As I asked earlier...Who's your friend, Blaise?"
"How do you know he's my friend and not Wolfgang's or Millicent's or Kereston's," Blaise asked, blue eyes flickering with mild genuine curiosity.
Gellert thought that was a good question. Why had this Pansy person singled he and Blaise out as friends in particular when the group was obviously together? And why on earth had her parents named her Pansy anyway? Who wanted to be a Pansy, after all?
"I...well I assumed...because the two of you were walking close enough together to almost touch, so I just assumed he was with you."
"Very observant," Gellert said with a nod.
That made sense.
"His name is Gellert. He's a friend of the family, come to visit from Germany," Blaise said, smoothly spouting the story his parents had come up with for anyone who happened to see Gellert out with the family and ask any questions.
"Like Grindelwald," Pansy said with a giggle.
Gellert tossed his blonde curls over one shoulder.
"I'm far better."
"Well do you have a date yet for Millicent's wedding," she asked.
Though Gellert wore an amused smirk, Blaise felt a surge of possessiveness welling up in his chest.
"In fact he does," he said, and leaned to give Gellert a quick kiss on the lips.
When Gellert's hand came up to lightly curl around the back of Blaise's neck, he nearly deepened it, but knew his parents wouldn't consider this a proper time to make a spectacle of themselves. They wanted less, not more attention drawn to the family until Voldemort was dead and he did understand that.
"Aren't you still dating Malfoy then," Blaise asked and Pansy shook her head, face shadowing.
"I want as little to do with him as possible."
"We were just going to stop in at Florean Fortescue's for some ice cream before heading home for the day. Why don't you come with us and spill the details," Millicent invited.
"There really isn't anything to say," Pansy said, lips pursing in a slight frown.
"But I can still come along for ice cream if you like."
"Oh come on, Pansy," Blaise said, giving her an annoyed frown that bordered on impatient.
"You're always wanting to know the good gossip and now you've got some you won't spill?"
Pansy let out an explosive sigh.
"I just don't agree with his choices of late. That's all."
"Oh fuck," Millicent groaned.
"He's one of Voldemort's isn't he?"
Pansy bit her lip and nodded, then glanced carefully around at the group.
"And...none of you are," she asked carefully.
"Fuck no," Millicent said firmly and Pansy smiled.
"Okay...Lets go get ice cream."
When they arrived at Florean Fortescue's Ice-Cream Parlor Blaise ordered a chocolate cherry swirl ice cream cone and Gellert got the same. They went to sit at a long table in the corner while everyone else placed their orders.
"So what's the deal with this Pansy person," Gellert asked Blaise around a mouth full of ice cream.
Gellert had gotten a little chocolate smudge on the corner of his mouth and though Blaise honestly planned to avoid drawing public attention to them, he couldn't resist leaning toward him to lick it off.
Gellert turned his head and claimed Blaise's mouth in a long kiss. Their tongues were cold and flavored like the ice cream they had been eating which was somehow extremely erotic. Blaise was harder than a rock in a matter of seconds and contemplating dragging Gellert into the bathroom so they could sort that...situation when Millicent and Wolfgang arrived at the table, each holding a large bowl of ice cream piled high with toppings.
Gellert found himself oddly fascinated with the insane amount of ice cream and toppings that Millicent and Wolfgang planned to ingest.
"What about her," Blaise asked, and for a moment, Gellert wasn't sure what the other wizard was talking about.
"What?"
Blaise sighed.
"You asked about Pansy, Love."
That simple word had Gellert's eyes flying to lock with Blaise's. Love...It sounded very good on Blaise's lips when directed at him.
"Oh...I was just wondering what she's about and most importantly why her parents hated her enough to make her life more difficult by naming her something as atrocious as Pansy! Tell me it's at least short for pansimonium or something."
Millicent nearly snorted ice cream up her nose.
"You're a dumb ass," she told Gellert around a laugh.
"And you are a troll," Gellert shot back.
As soon as the words left his mouth Gellert regretted them. He'd wanted to call her a troll so many times over the past two months, but he hadn't dared. She and her man held the strings to his freedom, after all. But at last the inevitable had happened and he was provoked into speaking his true opinion. He was opening his mouth to at least attempt some sort of vague apology but Millicent merely kicked him under the table.
"Prick," she said casually, and continued eating her ice cream.
"Pansy is okay, and probably trustworthy enough but right now I'm paranoid of everyone," Blaise said.
"I mean at this point we can't take any chances, and no her name isn't short for anything."
He chuckled.
Just then Kereston and Pansy joined them at the table, holding far smaller bowls of ice cream than Millicent and Wolfgang.
"So Gellert, not Grindelwald...What brought you to our part of the world from Germany," Pansy asked with a teasing smile.
"Blaise," Gellert returned simply.
"Now it's my turn. Why do your parents hate you?"
Pansy blinked.
"What? They don't hate me."
She scowled.
"So they actually believe Pansy to be a nice name then," Gellert asked.
"Don't worry, he was shitty to me when I tried to be nice and take him to McDonald's," Kereston told Pansy.
"I was not," Gellert shot back.
"You did take me to McDonald's, after all."
"What ever is McDonald's," Pansy asked.
"You don't want to know, trust me," Gellert said firmly.
When they got back home, Bramble presented Gellert with a package that had come for him in the mail. It was from Mag. Blaise had commissioned her jeweler for a Hollows pendant for Gellert to replace the one he used to wear before his incarceration. Though it held no enchantments, it along with all of his possessions, was confiscated. He'd lost everything, and at least this, Blaise could replace. He knew how much the hollows meant to Gellert even if he no longer planned to pursue their physical representations.
Gellert had lost so much of who he was starting with the fifty year incarceration and ending with having no power base or goals now he was free. Blaise hated seeing the beautiful proud wizard so easily cowed by fears of displeasing Wolfgang or even Blaise's own parents at times when he'd once led masses. If Blaise could give him back a reminder of himself, that was something toward building up his strength.
"It's almost like my old one," Gellert said.
"This one is a bit shinier, but I like that."
He held the large hollows pendant on his palm, a fond look in his blue eyes.
"I thought to enchant it with the layers of protective warning wards that are on my black widow spider pendant if you like," Blaise offered.
"If you want we can do it together and it'll be faster."
"I'd like that," Gellert said.
"I remember how impressed I was with those wards the first night."
Blaise's body heated at the memory of their first night together. They'd snuggled in bed between incredible bouts of shagging and Gellert had idly toyed with his spider pendant, asking him about the wards he wasn't able to identify. What a rush that had been to Blaise's Ego.
That was the first enchanted object I ever made and it took me months as each ward had to be layered in several times to make it stick," Blaise reminisced fondly.
"With us working together, I bet we can do it in a matter of weeks. Definitely before I return to Hogwarts."
Gellert laughed, tossing his long blonde hair in a carefree gesture.
"Weeks? Why my boy, I think we can do it in a matter of days. We are brilliant, after all."
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