In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic | By : blaisegellert Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: mature, m/m, Harry Potter fandom, no money is made off this project. |
Blaise was a mix of angry and embarrassed to be the center of a bloody meeting. Not everyone was present because some were still at work, but the staff table at Hogwarts was full of enough people he knew to cause him discomfort. Kereston Boxwood, a small blonde with sausage curls, dressed in casual summer clothes hurried to sit beside him. She, like Millie, was a childhood friend and until recently was in Slytherin house.
Like he and Millie she had met Wolfgang while all three were out book shopping together in Knockturn Alley and like them she had brought her parents into Adler's little circle of dark wizards. Actually before meeting the 3 of them, Adler was working alone, so they were basically responsible for his circle of wizards. It consisted of a few school friends and their parents of like minds and then later some few Hogwarts professors and other ministry workers that Kereston's or Millie's parents felt could be trusted as well.
"I'm so sorry I didn't go out with you today," Kereston exclaimed, gray-blue eyes woeful as they looked into Blaise's own. "I just wanted to finish my work on that assignment and...I didn't think anything would happen with Bramble there! I feel awful!"
Kereston had graduated this past year from Hogwarts and was taking continuing education units before beginning work at the ministry.
"It's alright," Blaise told her. "Really."
Kereston shook her head, causing her blonde curls to bounce around her small face. "No. We always said going out in a group was the safest way!"
Blaise let out an exasperated sigh. How rapidly his mum could get word out when she was of a mind to do so. "Well hell, the dementors would've still been there group or not," he said with a shrug.
"I know but maybe we could've gotten away faster," Kereston said feebly.
"Or maybe not. Who knows, and I'm bloody fine," Blaise said, sighing in exasperation.
"Alright," Kereston relented. "But I'm still going next time, and I'll drag Millie too."
"Do not fucking call me Millie," Millicent snarled, announcing her presence in her usual gentle loving way.
Blaise smirked as he looked up to greet Bulstrode, but his eyes fell on the blonde man who had to be Gellert Grindelwald first. He wore tattered robes and looked overly thin, but was young with sharp aristocratic features that were nearly delicate. His slender shoulders were straight and his head was high. Blaise studied him with open interest. He had no idea that his face could form a warm friendly smile until that moment, but he found himself smiling at Grindelwald with no effort what so ever.
"I'd say welcome to Hogwarts, but no one in their bloody right mind wants to be here," he told the other young man as if sharing a secret or a joke or both. Rising he extended a hand. "Blaise Zabini. And you have to be Gellert Grindelwald. Welcome to life out of hell." For Nurmengard could've only been that. It didn't take an expert to surmise as much.
Gellert was startled by the dark young man's warm greeting, but not at all in an unpleasant way. Admittedly it was a sharp contrast to the manner in which he had been treated thus far by the giant and his lady troll, but the friendly hand the other extended was welcome. "Thank you," he said, meeting Blaise's eyes and oddly surprised to find them an ice blue rather than dark like his tanned skin and short wavy jet black hair. The contrast was pleasingly striking.
The way Blaise spoke to him put Gellert in mind of the way one would address an old friend and somehow that felt right. It was as comfortable as if the two had always known one another. Gellert couldn't remember ever feeling that way about anyone before. Of course there were followers who adored him right away and those who had to be gradually won over. Though both were easy enough to read and to handle, neither had that entirely easy and comfortable feel.
"Have a seat," Blaise invited, pulling out the chair to his other side, causing Millicent to scowl as she had obviously planned to sit there. Gellert sat, finding it easy to give Blaise a grateful smile. He knew he should have uttered some kind of nicety that could be expected of him, but could not bring himself to speak it, his resources still sadly lacking. Blaise didn't seem to mind or notice any lack, though.
"The food is actually decent, and I can imagine you're starved," Blaise said, ignoring Millie.
"Indeed I am," Gellert agreed. Perhaps the potion had sped up his system, causing an increased appetite or perhaps he was already hungry earlier and hadn't noticed it due to being sedated by his jailers. Even now they were afraid that he'd somehow manage an escape if they did not keep him forcefully quiescent.
With a huff, Millicent moved to sit to Kereston's other side, tugging Wolfgang by the arm to follow and take the chair to her other side. Bending her dark head, Millicent murmured something to Kereston. Blaise would've normally been curious as to what and wanting in on the conversation but just now he could care less. He was sitting beside Gellert Bloody Grindelwald, after all, and the other wizard was actually talking to him.
"I can't remember the last time I've had a good meal," Gellert was saying with an almost shy smile.
"Well there is always plenty, so eat as much as you like," Blaise told him. "The elves should be serving it soon." For his own part, he didn't have much of an appetite at present, but he would try to eat anyway. It would feel strange just sitting there while Grindelwald ate. Not that he usually cared about such things.
"So," Gellert asked, leaning slightly closer as he lowered his tone. "Have you seen this dangerous wizard that I was rescued to help fight?"
He found himself interested in Blaise's perception of the enemy so was disappointed when Blaise shook his head.
"No. And I can't say that I'm sorry. The man is quite unstable with a perplexing amount of power."
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