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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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Returning to Hogwarts after the winter festivities was nearly unbearable for Blaise. Even the Hogwarts food that he usually enjoyed seemed bland after Bramble's German potato dumplings and German apple and sausage stuffing. Of course he was self aware enough to know that all this symbolized his missing Gellert, and he was counting down the days until spring break when they would have two more glorious uninterrupted weeks together.
They still met every other weekend to work, and their current project was the magical hand grenades. Those turned into something more along the lines of explosive stunners, because they didn't have enough time to ensure that deadly explosives wouldn't kill friends as well as enemies in close battle confines. Stunner grenades were far safer. If they hit a friend, the effects could easily be nullified. Once thrown, one could explode and stun several people if directed at a group. That wasn't as good as killing them, but if they needed to be dead, one could always attend to that while they were stunned.
Each grenade took some time to craft, so Blaise and Gellert always had something to do on their weekend rendezvous other than one another. Of course they made plenty of time for that too. Parting was never easy for either of them, though, so in that sense, perhaps their was never enough time.
When Spring break at last rolled around, even the train ride seemed to take forever. Blaise found it difficult to concentrate on the book he was reading on how to unravel enchantments, at times having to read the same page more than once when his focus wandered to wishing he was already at home with Gellert. When the train at last drew into King's cross station he nearly rudely pushed his way off through the throngs of students almost as eager as he to be home for two weeks. As had been the case on Christmas break, Blaise's entire family was waiting for him on the platform. He'd already come to think of Gellert as part of that family. It was as natural as the easy comfortable way Gellert stood with the rest of them, a little in front of Sabra and between Geo and Bramble. They all watched eagerly as students pored onto the platform, faces lighting up when they caught sight of Blaise Bramble hurriedly moved to deal with Blaise's trunks and with a wordless sound of happiness, Blaise threw himself at Gellert for a long embrace.
"One would not think the two of you see one another every other weekend," Sabra said with a slight frown and exasperated roll of her eyes.
"It feels like ages, though," Blaise told her, and Gellert nodded.
"Truly it does," he agreed as he clung to Blaise.
With a gesture, Bramble apparated them home.
"Don't even bother letting go of one another," the elf said tartly, and Gellert grinned.
"Don't mind at all if we do...or don't...Thank you, Bramble, for being so understanding."
Bramble growled something unintelligible and Gellert laughed happily.
He seemed to enjoy playfully riling the elf, Blaise noticed with an amused smile. Gellert Grindelwald was a brave man.
"The funeral will be in less than a month, so we're working on final plans if you'd like to participate," Geo told Blaise.
Bramble had apparated them into the library, and Geo moved over to the desk that was currently covered in funeral catalogs.
"We finally settled on the coffin, the flowers, the somber music, and even the minister. I think he practices necromancy so that'll look properly dark. We've only to choose my burial suit."
"I think we've narrowed it down to four choices," Gellert said.
"That's right," Geo nodded.
"What do you think, Sabra, the dark brown or the black, or the other black or the black silk one," he asked.
Sabra shrugged, pouting slightly as she wandered over to the sideboard for a drink.
"Who cares? You never listen to my suggestions, and you and Gellert just do what you want. So just go on and continue with that as it appears to be working for you."
"That's not true," Geo insisted.
"We let you pick the flowers."
Blaise grasped Gellert's arm at that and wordlessly apparated them upstairs to their bedroom.
"Oh hell no," he said with a laugh.
"They'll be bickering for hours and we don't want to get caught in the middle. And trust me if we stuck around, we would be dragged into it for sure!"
Gellert laughed incredulously.
"You can't be serious! They'd really fight about who got to choose what?"
Blaise sighed.
"Sort of. It's more like who rejected who's idea. It really gets ridiculous, I'm telling you!"
Gellert laughed again.
"But WHY?"
Blaise shook his head.
"Because they're bloody insane. Didn't you get the memo?"
But the grin that accompanied his words was a fond one, because he really did love his parents.
"Well the longer they're occupied with that, the more time we have to ourselves," Gellert said, reaching for Blaise.
"Damn right," Blaise agreed.
"We've got to celebrate spring break."
Placing Gellert's hand on the rapidly growing bulge between his legs he added,"It appears that Spring has sprung, after all."
Gellert gave a low chuckle as his hand began to massage."Indeed it has."
The next day Kereston came over for lunch. While they ate she begged Sabra to allow them to go book shopping for a bit if they promised to be careful.
"I've not gotten to see Blaise much this year at all and Gellert not much more than that," the little blonde pleaded.
"I'm using one of my days off at the Ministry. Please!"
Sabra relented with a sigh.
"Fine. But don't be gone longer than two hours or I'll worry. Voldemort is out there, you know."
"I doubt he'll be at the book shop and as we're having lunch here, I promise we won't go anywhere else," Kereston said.
"We certainly won't," Gellert promised.
"I don't want any of that nasty Muggle food Kereston takes such a grotesque pleasure in stuffing herself with."
"Oh don't be a prat," Kereston told him dismissively.
"Kereston really shouldn't ask for the impossible," Bramble said.
"Never discourage a dreamer, Bramble," Gellert said with a wink.

After lunch Kereston, Blaise, and Gellert apparated to Knockturn alley.
"I want to check out the Ancient Nook first," Kereston said, hurrying toward the end of the alley where it was darkest.
The Nook wasn't the most popular book shop in Knockturn alley because it was the smallest, but it often got in the most unusual finds. Blaise told Gellert as much as they walked side by side behind Kereston. Their pace was more dignified than the little blonde's eager hurried strides.

"Sounds like my kind of place," Gellert said.
A muttering off to the right of them drew their attention before Blaise could speak again. A hag seemed to be talking to herself as she hurried down the sidewalk a few paces to the right of them.
"One of Millicent's aunts, do you think," Gellert murmured gleefully to Blaise, nodding at the hag.
Blaise chuckled and the hag whirled to squint at Gellert through beady eyes.
Blaise's eyes widened in surprise as the Hag suddenly rushed toward Gellert. Her hands stretched out before her and gnarled bony fingers clawed the air.
"I'll cook you right up for laughing at me, boy. You'll see what's funny then," she cackled.
Gellert grinned and flicked the air with his fingers as if brushing away an annoying fly, but the hag's pace didn't slow. At that, Gellert's eyes widened slightly in surprise and he drew his wand, shooting a stunner at the hag who was not at all stunned because she kept coming. This forced Blaise and Gellert to speed up their own pace to avoid brawling with a hag in the middle of Knockturn Alley.
"Put you in a stew I will," the hag insisted and scowling Gellert flicked his wand at a heavy stone on the ground, sending it spinning toward the hag's straggly haired head.
The stone fell far short, and Gellert let out a German expletive in baffled frustration. As the hag kept relentlessly coming at them, Gellert grasped Blaise's hand and fled down the alley. Blaise was too shocked and confused by whatever had just happened to do anything but go along. When they reached Kereston, she was about to enter the book shop. Gellert's free hand shot out to grasp her shoulder and they apparated away with a crack.
"What in the world," Kereston demanded.
They stood in the middle of the Zabini's library, and both Gellert and Blaise were winded. Gellert peered around with wild eyes to make sure the hag hadn't somehow managed to follow along.
"What happened," Sabra exclaimed, her own eyes nearly as wild as Gellert's as she sprang up from the sofa.
"I'm afraid I don't know," Gellert complained, answering both Sabra and Kereston.
"That hag wouldn't stop chasing us and nothing I did touched her. All my spells just bounced off or rather never seemed to make it to her in the first place!"
"A hag was after you," Sabra asked, attempting to understand.
"Why didn't you just kill it," Geo asked.
"Because I didn't want to draw attention to myself by using magic the bloody Ministry would notice," Gellert said, answering Geo first.
"I suppose I may have offended it by calling it Millicent's aunt," he added to Sabra.
"Do you think it could actually know Millicent to be offended?"
Kereston giggled.
"Who knows what offends hags," Sabra said.
"Why did you have to talk to it?"
"That's just it. I didn't. I whispered the comment to Blaise," Gellert protested.
"And no spell I cast worked on it! I've never seen anything like that. Hags don't have much power at all, so how that happened I have no idea!"
"Hags can brew potions, though," Sabra said.
"She may have made a potion, that when ingested, put a sort of deflective antimagical forcefield around her. It would allow her to hunt magical children to eat and they wouldn't be able to use spells to protect themselves."
"She did mention wanting to put him into a stew," Blaise said.
Gellert nodded thoughtfully.
"I suppose it did seem a bit like deflection," he agreed, mind returning to the way his spells had behaved when he'd attempted to push the hag back, then to entangle her feet then to finally stun her.
"Is Gellert really saying he actually ran from a hag," Bramble asked with a laugh.
Gellert scowled."Well nothing was working and Mum said not to draw attention to us so...yes I suppose I did, but I didn't want her grabbing onto us and ending up here when we apparated."
Bramble was still laughing, but Gellert didn't miss the pleased smile on Sabra's face when he accidentally called her Mum. It nearly made the fact that he'd just run from a hag worth it.
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic