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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 days passed far too swiftly for Blaise's liking. The constant easy joy he found in Gellert's company, coupled with their quick and deep emotional attachment to one another made him dread having to separate again when it was time to return to Hogwarts.
"After this bloody year, I vow never to spend another night separated from you," he promised one night when they lay spent, Gellert still collapsed atop him.
"Good," Gellert replied, kissing his shoulder.
The day before Christmas eve the family went to Italy. They always spent Christmas eve with Geo's parents and arrived a day early so that Geo could visit with some of his childhood friends while in the area.
They arrived in the late afternoon as Geo and Sabra had dinner plans with friends that night. Blaise's Italian grandparents spoke very little English, but greeted Gellert warmly with hugs and handshakes. The appetizing smell of pizza permeated the entire large comfortable looking house.
"I assume we're having pizza for dinner, then," Gellert murmured to Blaise.
The smell was making his stomach rumble.
Blaise shook his head.
"No. The pizza is traditional Christmas eve dinner with this side of the family," he explained.
"It's a special pizza."
Turning to his Grandmother, he spoke in rapid Italian then turned back to Gellert.
"Tonight it's spaghetti with clam sauce. I'll have to teach you some Italian," he added with an amused grin.
Gellert nodded eagerly, both for the meal, which sounded delightful, and the Italian lessons.
"That sounds wonderful."
He and Blaise enjoyed a glass of wine in the library while they waited for dinner. Blaise taught him some basic phrases in Italian and then had Gellert teach him the same ones in German.
"I'd love to know what it is you're saying to me in German sometimes when we're shagging," Blaise said with a teasing grin.
"It's hot. Perhaps I want to say it to you as well."
Gellert chuckled, flushing.
"I have no idea what I say," he said honestly.
"Well if I were in any condition to remember, I'd repeat it to you, because I'd really like to know," Blaise said with a laugh.
During dinner, Blaise's Nonna joked about how Blaise and Gellert were handsome enough to break all the female hearts in Italy, and offered to help find them wives. Both were shocked that she nor Blaise's il nonnino appeared to have picked up that they were a couple. Granted they were polite enough not to kiss and such, but they didn't do that in front of Blaise's parents either unless they were parting or greeting one another when Blaise came or went from Hogwarts. PDA's just didn't seem polite in front of parents or Italian grandparents. Even the two insisting on sharing a room, when there were plenty available, didn't seem to ring any bells.
Blaise and Gellert found the cluelessness of the grandparents amusing and quaint rather than offensive. After dinner, Blaise spent a few hours translating a conversation between Gellert and his grandparents as well as answering all their questions about his year at Hogwarts and the influence Voldemort had over the school. They sympathized over Gellert's time in Nurmengard which Blaise appreciated, and eagerly questioned the German about his future plans. When Gellert expressed no interest in picking up where he'd left off due to the vast increase in Muggle population and technology, the elder Zabinis only seemed a little disappointed. When Blaise and Gellert at last went up to bed, Sabra and Geo weren't yet back from their night out with Geo's boyhood friends.
"What have you learned of Muggle technology," Blaise asked curiously as they entered the bedroom he always used when visiting his Italian side of the family.
"Millicent and Wolfgang have come to visit a few times while you were at Hogwarts," Gellert said.
"Wolfgang wanted me to try improving some wards he had set up in Knockturn alley to recognize anyone sporting a dark mark then alert him to whom they belong. That is a bit of a work in progress, but I think we've nearly got it perfected. At any rate, Millicent brought over her Muggle computer to show me the...Internet. I do not see what makes it a net, so have come to the conclusion that the name is based on Muggle stupidity rather than any sort of netting system."
Blaise chuckled.
"That sounds logical," he agreed.
"All I know about it is that Millicent uses it to steal gold from Muggle bank accounts around the world and transfer it into a London account which she then deposits into Gringotts."
Gellert smiled.
"Yes. At least she has the decency to use their technology to steal from them."
Blaise and Gellert made an effort to be quiet during their shagging so as not to disturb the family. So exhausting was their effort that they passed out nearly as soon as they explosively and almost silently finished together. As a result of too much food and wine, they woke in the middle of the night, both in need of a drink of water. Unlike at home there was no water pitcher from Bramble on the bedside table, but also unlike at home, their was no power hungry elf that wouldn't allow them into the kitchen to get their own. The jolly little fat elf who worked for Blaise's grandparents, Roberto, didn't care who went into his kitchen.
Tossing on robes and nothing else, the two tiptoed down the thickly carpeted stairs and holding hands made their careful way to the kitchen in the dark. Fortunately there was a soft light filling the kitchen with a dim glow, likely in case anyone needed to come down for a middle of the night drink or snack.
"Look," Gellert breathed as Blaise went for the row of china water glasses above the sink.
"What," he asked, glancing round.
"I have NEVER seen such a gigantic pizza in my life," Gellert said, keeping his amazed tone hushed so as not to risk waking anyone.
"That is amazing!"
Blaise grinned as his gaze fell on the large round table in the middle of the kitchen. It was large enough to seat thirty-six people and the pizza that sat upon it was exactly as large as the table itself.
"It's supposed to feed our entire family tomorrow. Aunts, uncles, cousins, we have a large family."
"Not several pizzas, though, but one gigantic pizza," Gellert breathed, blue eyes round in amazement.
"In all my years, I've never seen a pizza that large!"
Blaise chuckled. Gellert's appreciation of the pizza was surprising, but adorable. He filled two glasses with water and passed one to the blonde. Though Gellert took the glass, his attention was still riveted on the pizza.
"That pizza is absolutely sexy," Gellert said.
"Are those clams on it? And calamari?"
Blaise nodded.
"Yeah but if we eat any of it tonight, we'll be in for it. If you're hungry, we can scrounge around for something else."
"No. Not hungry," Gellert assured.
"At least not in the way you're thinking."
He moved closer, and Blaise felt the corners of his mouth twitching up at the sparkle in Gellert's eyes, because it promised trouble in the best of ways.
"Well," he asked expectantly.
Gellert grinned.
"How do you feel about shagging on it?"
Blaise laughed, then clapped a hand over his mouth, because the sound had been far louder than he'd intended.
"It's just so big," Gellert exclaimed.
"You want to shag on the pizza!"
"Yes."
Blaise put down his water glass and dropped his robe to the floor, feeling himself growing hard in anticipation of Gellert's touch. His erection didn't care if they shagged on a pizza or a bed. In fact it would be willing to shag Gellert anywhere that wasn't life threatening and perhaps somewhere that was.
"Do you want to be on top or on the pizza," Blaise asked as Gellert's robe joined his on the kitchen floor.
This is your brain child, after all, so it's completely about you."
"I want to be on the pizza," Gellert said, then approaching the table, carefully leaned backward until he was lying flat on his back in the center of the pizza.
Blaise extended a hand and conjured their tube of cream from upstairs. Moving to the table, he carefully slathered Gellert's erection with cream, then his own, making sure not to get any on the pizza. Though considering what they were about to do, he honestly didn't know why he bothered. Reading his expression, Gellert gave a soft chuckle.
"At least the pizza was made with white sauce, so nothing will show," he said happily.
For the second time that night, Blaise had to slam a hand over his mouth to muffle a loud laugh.
He carefully joined Gellert on the table, placing his body over Gellert's own rather than on the pizza. Sliding inside of him felt like heaven and he kissed Gellert deeply to muffle a groan. Not wishing to repeat the tree incident in which the parents had walked in on them, both tried to rush their pleasure, arching together, driving one another hard toward completion. Gellert threw back his head, arching up as he spilled his white sauce over both of them. Blaise groaned again, feeling himself explode inside of Gellert's tight warmth.
"Gods that was good," he managed.
"So good," Gellert agreed.
The next morning, both couldn't help but smirk as they looked at the pizza. Because they'd done everything to one another under the sun, they didn't mind eating it later with the family either. After Christmas Eve dinner there were gifts. Blaise and Gellert had made the grandparents an alarm for their house that would stun anyone breaking in until someone who lived in the house unstunned them. This prevented a burglar escaping.
Everyone in the family was properly impressed with their work as was only fitting. Blaise was given a new black and green suit and Gellert was presented with a set of antique cufflinks from Blaise's il nonnino. The cufflinks held tiny enchanted throwing daggers spelled to kill their target. Gellert moved to embrace Blaise's grandfather, an openly touched and humbled expression on his face. The old wizard spoke in Italian as he patted Gellert's shoulder.
"He says, he is honored for the opportunity to give a Christmas gift to Gellert Grindelwald," Blaise said with a pleased smile.
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