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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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Millicent's wedding was a small affair and it took place a week before Blaise returned to Hogwarts for his final year. Mag was Millicent's maid of honor being her oldest childhood friend, and Kereston was a bride's maid along with two of Millicent's cousins. Wolfgang's best man was a friend from Germany. Afterward the reception went long into the night with lots of dancing, flowing drink and good German food.
Gellert enjoyed the feel of home the wedding provided in way of music and food. He and Blaise danced together and spent many romantic moments feeding one another various bites of this and that. Often Gellert would glance around to notice that, strangely no one was staring at them as they indulged in such behavior. No one cared that two men were obviously enamored with one another. In his day this would never have been the case if they weren't in one of the more rebellious cities in Germany or France and this was London!
At one point, he and Blaise found themselves at a table of food beside Kereston and Regulus. Kreacher stood between them talking to Kereston. To Gellert's mild amusement, Kreacher and Regulus wore matching tuxedos.
"Is Regulus your date for the evening," Gellert asked Kereston and the little blonde shook her head hard.
"No...I've been hanging out with Kreacher in the afternoons while Regulus is asleep. I've shown him some of the things we've done during our practice sessions at Hogwarts."
"Kereston also showed Kreacher the pendants that Blaise Zabini and Gellert Grindelwald enchanted," the elf said in his low rasping voice.
"He finds their work impressive. He has enchanted a few items himself."
"Really," Blaise asked.
He was curious because Bramble never enchanted anything to his knowledge.
Kreacher nodded shyly.
"Just a few dishes to remain clean and such."
"That's an interesting idea," Blaise said.
"Especially for families without their own house elves. Eventually Gellert and I plan to open our own shop in which we shall sell the items we make as well as those rare artifacts we find on our travels and anything other skilled magic users wish to place in the shop on commission. If you would like to make some things we would be honored to carry them. We wish to excel in the unusual."
Kreacher looked surprised, but nodded.
"Kreacher will consider."
"I'm sure you would make some brilliant things if you put your mind to it," Regulus told the elf, speaking for the first time during the conversation.
Vampire and elf locked eyes for a long moment, the expression between them a mix of tender and...heated? Then again, Gellert supposed his mind was operating on a far more sexual level than it ever had before so he was probably imagining things.
When it was time for the wedding gifts to be opened, Gellert and Blaise personally presented the bride and groom with matching green onyx and gold rings. Like Blaise's spider pendant and Gellert's hollows, they were layered in protective wards to alert them to any magic being used on them.
"Thanks, Prats," Millicent said as she and Wolfgang slipped the rings onto the first fingers of their right hands.
"They fit great."
Leaning closer she whispered," And probably the best gift we've gotten all night. Really, thanks."
Blaise nodded, knowing how much an extra layer of protection mattered to the frequently fearful Millicent
"Sure thing, Troll. After what your troll husband did for me it's the least we can do," Gellert said, winking and clapping her on the shoulder to lighten the moment.
Wolfgang merely shook his head at Gellert's antics, apparently unmoved by being referred to as a troll rather than the half giant he actually was. In truth he'd simply learned to take Gellert's wild talk with a grain of salt...or five.
The newly married couple headed to Bermuda for their honeymoon, and due to the Voldemort situation they were only planning to be gone for three days. Blaise envied their ability to get away together for even that long. It was both exciting and frustrating to think of all the places he and Gellert planned to go when they were free to travel the world together at their leisure. Exciting because it was going to be bloody brilliant and frustrating because they had to wait until Voldemort was dead to have their freedom. All this made the upcoming year at Hogwarts and consequent separation from Gellert even less palatable for him.
When the day finally came, Gellert went along with Blaise's parents to take him to catch the train. They shared their last embrace on platform nine and three quarters.
"I'm going to miss you so much," Blaise murmured, holding Gellert tight, uncaring of who may be looking on.
"I'll be here when you get home, and remember I get to see you every other weekend," Gellert said, clinging just as tightly.
The experience of a painful separation was a first for both of them and neither liked it one bit. Their final kiss of parting turned into four or five before Geo almost tactfully reminded Blaise that the train was about to leave.
"Take care of my man," Blaise told his parents firmly, giving each a brief hug.
"Of course," Geo assured and Blaise rushed through the barrier without looking back. He forced himself not to look back because he knew if he did, his feet would follow his eyes straight back to Gellert and he'd not get on the damned train. The last thing he needed was to be in for it for ignoring the mandatory school attendance set forth by the Ministry AKA Voldemort.
Gellert stood frozen, watching as Blaise vanished through the barrier. He already felt lost without the dark haired youth at his side.
"This year will be over before the two of you know it," Sabra Zabini said, patting Gellert's arm.
Oddly her mothering tone comforted him more than he expected and he nodded, forcing a smile.
"I hope so."
"Don't worry, we'll keep you busy," Sabra promised.
"Oh," Gellert asked, curious now.
"You still have to help me plan my final funeral," Geo said in hushed tones.
"And I've decided to train you in the art of poisons," Sabra added.
"That is a great honor, because Master Blaise is the only other person Mistress has shared her arts with other than Bramble himself," the elf said, then apparated them all home in his usual efficient manner.
Gellert was stunned.
"I...I'm honored," he told Sabra.
"Thank you."
"Think nothing of it," Sabra said.
"I made Blaise learn when he was ten. It could save your life someday or help you take someone else's without a trace Both things you shall find useful more than once if your lives become truly interesting. I assume you don't already know all there is to know about poisons, then?"
Gellert shook his head.
Sabra chuckled.
"Then it shall be an honor to teach the likes of Gellert Grindelwald something he doesn't already know."
Gellert wanted to say that she'd already done that, but he was too embarrassed. Explaining that the two elder Zabinis had shown him in a few months what it was to have a family and parents would feel far too uncomfortable as well as presumptuous. He gave her a warm smile instead.
"I can't wait to get started!"
Over the next few weeks, Gellert's time was divided between extensive poison lessons from Sabra and flipping through funeral catalogs with Geo, debating the inns and outs of each detail of his next and final funeral. It was amusing and fascinating how much Geo got into it. One day Kereston even came to visit for a few hours.
"I thought you may be bored," she said as they sat over tea in the library.
"I've been too busy for that, but the company is still nice," Gellert said with a chuckle.
Kereston grinned.
"Geo does really get into his funerals, doesn't he?"
Gellert nodded, still smiling.
"He only shows those catalogs to people he likes and trusts, you know," Kereston told him.
"I was a shoe in from childhood, but he took to you fast."
"They have both been very kind to me," Gellert said.
"I like them a lot."
"That's good because it would be dreadful to dislike your in-laws. I mean you and Blaise aren't married but you know..."
Gellert nodded.
"It does feel as if we are at least that close."
"I can't imagine feeling that intensely about anyone, but perhaps someday I will," Kereston said, but Gellert could tell from her tone that she was doubtful.
"Oh I'm sure there is a nasty McDonalds burger out there just waiting for you to put your mouth on it," he snarked and she laughed, rolling her eyes.
"You are such a git!"
She blinked, shaking her head as if surprised by her own words.
"It's so strange. If someone had told me like in divination's class or something that I'd be sitting with Gellert Grindelwald one day and calling him a git I'd never have believed it!"
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic