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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 it turned out, having Death Eaters for professors was as disconcerting as Blaise had imagined it would be. The heads up from Snape had helped a bit, he supposed. He had time to process and there was no shock involved, but learning from deranged followers of Voldemort wasn't his preferred activity. Of course he already knew everything being taught in the dark arts class, so there wasn't even the perc of at least gaining useful information. Instead he had to listen to a deranged Death Eater with poor grammar instructing him on the basics. It almost made him miss Defense Against the Dark Arts class! The fact students who behaved poorly could be tortured meant little to Blaise personally, because he never behaved poorly in school so wasn't at risk. Still the fact this wasn't rational behavior for a professor did serve to keep the vibe of being trapped in an insane nightmare alive and well for him.
The 'fun' continued in Muggle Studies in the same off with their heads fashion. Both Carrow siblings were equally stupid and it only served to show that Voldemort would allow anyone into his ranks who was willing. Of course that was to be expected but to put these two in Hogwarts as professors showed that Voldemort truly didn't give a damn about wizarding education as he pretended to do. Then again the man was obviously as insane as his followers. Blaise had to continuously remind himself of that fact and as such there would be no logic involved.
He didn't even disagree with most of what was said of Muggles in the 'Muggle Studies' class, but Muggle bashing should perhaps serve as an opener rather than an entire lesson. One should be educated about the Muggle world if the class had to exist at all, and Electo Carrow obviously had no idea about any of that. Not to mention though Muggles were dirty and stupid, he could say the same of many wizards. The Weasleys for example.
At least the other classes were ordinary enough, so there was some sense of normalcy. During any class not taught by the Carrows, Blaise was able to spend his time thinking of Gellert. Wondering what he was doing instead of focusing on the lessons. Blaise never was one to study and always managed to pull off high marks regardless because he never felt truly challenged. Without a Death Eater looking at him, he felt free to ignore the lessons, instead idly sketching hearts with the hollows inside along with his and Gellert's initials. That sort of thing was something silly a girl would do, and though it may have bothered him a month ago, he didn't care now. Perhaps because he missed Gellert terribly or perhaps it was simply because a heart with the Hollows inside along with his and Gellert's initials just looked bloody brilliant!
Though there were only two disconcerting classes to get through, the blanket of normalcy over the rest of Hogwarts felt thin to Blaise. The Death Eaters were still there, probably always watching for something to report back to their stupid Dark Lord if they were smart enough to do so which he doubted at times. This doubt didn't cause him to feel anymore relaxed, though. Then there were the students. One never knew how many followed Voldemort out of fear if nothing else. He was at last grateful for the web of dark tendencies his parents had woven around the family, because he was left alone.
Never overly social, he was quieter than usual with Kereston graduated and Millicent gone and married. The only people in the school he could entirely trust at this point were Flitwick and Snape and with them being professors it wasn't exactly as if they could hang out. Pansy stuck close to him often enough but even she didn't say much, a fact with which he had no problem at all.
By the time the two weeks had passed and Gellert was due for a visit, he was a bit starved for conversation as well as for the blonde's beautiful body. It was Nightshade who summoned him to Snape's office. The owl approached him that Saturday at breakfast with a parchment that turned out to be blank.
//You're man's here. Go to Prof's office,// the bird thought into his mind as he flew away.
Though he was now the headmaster, Blaise was fully aware that Prof, always meant Severus Snape in Nightshade speak.
Blaise had to force himself not to run from the Great Hall so eager was he to see Gellert. When he knocked on the door to the headmaster's office he still almost expected to hear Dumbledore calling out for him to enter. For the first time, Blaise bothered to wonder how he was enjoying his time at Durmstrang. Quite likely a lot more than anyone was enjoying theirs at bloody down the rabbit hole Hogwarts this year. It was a grim faced Flitwick who opened the door to Blaise's knock and ushered him inside. Gellert stood beside Bramble, a trunk at his feet and he looked wonderful!
"Everyone who counts is here to greet me," Gellert laughed, opening his arms to Blaise.
"Though it is nice to see you, I was here to complain to Severus about the fact that he actually wants me to pretend not to be his friend if things become...sticky here with these new professors," Filius huffed.
"It was more fun when I thought you were here to see me," Gellert said as he and Blaise embraced.
"The rest is boring."
"It's hardly boring that I am trying to keep him safe and he wishes to foolishly put friendship over safety," Severus bit out, scowling at Filius.
"It isn't as if you're really going to turn your back on me. You'll just have to pretend to if it comes down to it."
Blaise relished the feel of Gellert in his arms and the strawberry smell of the shampoo he used. Blaise supposed his own hair smelled the same as it was the shampoo his mum bought for all the bathrooms in the Zabini house, but his hair was too short for him to sniff and...besides, he had no desire to do so.
"It's so good to see you," he told Gellert.
"You can't imagine! It's been so bloody weird here in the worst of ways."
He squeezed Gellert tightly, pressing his face into the other man's blond curls.
"It isn't about him so he doesn't care," Flitwick pointed out and Gellert laughed.
"If Blaise is talking, I always care."
Though Blaise felt the same about him and expected as much in return, it was still comforting to hear. Hearing that Gellert always cared was just what he needed at present.
"I don't see how you've done it all these years," he told Severus over Gellert's shoulder.
"Dealing with that sort of insanity time and time again...I just want to say much respect."
Severus cleared his throat, looking a strange mix of touched and uncomfortable.
"Well...Thank you, Zabini. It certainly isn't easy and it is a thing one must prepare oneself for each time.
Blaise knew he likely wasn't doing the preparation thing enough before each Death Eater taught class, but then he didn't have nearly as much to hide as Snape. He supposed his parents blackening the family name as they had, prepared things for him quite well and again he found himself appreciating them for it.
"You have a room ready in the staff wing beside Filius's," Severus told Blaise and Gellert.
"We've already put silencing wards up so that no one will have to hear the two of you being nasty."
"We aren't at all nasty," Gellert interjected, tossing his blonde curls.
"We make beautiful sounds of the most pure passion if we can be heard at all."
Flitwick made a choking sound and hastily turned away and Snape looked as if he'd just bitten down hard on a lemon.
"You aren't at all amusing, Grindelwald," he said tersely.
"Of course I am," Gellert shot back with a merry laugh.
"To know me is to love me."
"Get them out of here and into their room, please," Severus told Bramble, who nodded.
"If you need anything for whatever you'll be working on this weekend, your elf can let us know if it isn't something he can provide," Severus continued, turning back to Blaise and Gellert.
"I shouldn't have to say this, but you are not to shag all weekend. You are to spend some time on making our lives easier and safer during this insanity or I won't continue to allow these every other weekend meetings. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes," Gellert said, brushing Snape's words away as if they were annoying specks of dust.
"I liked you better before you got a job you hated even more than your old one."
"I liked me better then too," Severus growled.
"Now get out!"
Blaise wasn't sure if he should feel better or worse that Snape hated being headmaster as much as Blaise himself hated being a student here this year.
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic