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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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Bramble apparated away as soon as he got Blaise and Gellert into their borrowed staff room beside Flitwick's. The two were alone at last, and while Blaise's body was eager to enjoy that fact, his mind still pondered over project tracking Death Eaters that Wolfgang and Gellert were working on in Knockturn Alley.
"Which part of the Death Eater tracking thing are the two of you stuck on," he asked even as his eyes hungrily devoured Gellert.
"The end, basically," Gellert replied.
"The actual locating of the Death Eater after it has departed Knockturn Alley. We have the spells set up for the identification of the dark marks, and even the ability to track them. We're just lacking the technical execution and everything we've tried hasn't worked."
Blaise gave a thoughtful frown. There should be something...it was right there on the tip of his brain...
"Have you tried linking a scrying mirror like those we made for Hogwarts security to the dark mark identification charms in Knockturn?"
"Actually no," Gellert said slowly.
"You'll need to put heavy magnification charms on it because you're scrying on something further away than the mirrors just tied to Hogwarts, but perhaps if you use a quartz crystal mirror, that will magnify it on its own," Blaise suggested thoughtfully.
"Mag should be able to help you get that and as it now involves Snape I think she'll be eager."
"Indeed," Gellert agreed, excitement flashing in his eyes.
"Wolfgang and I will be working on that first thing next week! You are ever brilliant, my boy! I do so miss you while you're stuck here"
Throwing his arms around Blaise he drew him close and kissed him soundly. Blaise was glad he was able to pitch in with something helpful because now his thinking fuse was blown at least for the moment.
In truth, they didn't get much done that weekend when it came to work. Considering what a large part they were playing in probably saving Snape's life, though, the two believed they'd earned it. They spent the few days together ravishing one another in all ways possible and when the weaknesses of humanity forced them to rest, they spent some time making plans for where they'd travel after Blaise's graduation.
The next few weeks dragged by for Blaise, but when Gellert arrived for his next weekend visit, it was with excellent news.
"The crystal mirror worked out wonderfully," he said once they were alone in their room.
"As it turns out, Wolfgang already had a crystal mirror so we were able to use it right away. With the proper blood magic worked on it, it is a powerful scrying tool. Wolfgang has already tracked five Death Eaters in Knockturn alley by their dark marks. Four are dead and one is being held for Severus's use when it is time. Bramble froze the man's dark mark and the power it holds appears to be nullified for the moment!"
Blaise sighed as he flopped back onto the bed.
"I bloody miss out on everything while I'm stuck here," he groaned resentfully.
"Does Snape know?"
Gellert nodded as he perched on the end of the bed.
"Wolfgang contacted him as soon as it was done. In code, of course. We can't be too careful these days."
"Yes," Blaise agreed distractedly.
"He's already begun working with Dumbledore, Kreacher and Bramble to transfer duplicate memories of his own into the Death Eater's mind," Gellert said.
"Of course we won't know how well such a thing will actually work until it's put into practice, but everything has a risk."
Blaise nodded.
"Hopefully Snape can make the best of whatever happens. If he's wise, which he is, he'll have several escape plans."
Gellert nodded, having experienced the wisdom of that himself several times.
"What creature did you use for the blood magic to make the mirror sentient," Blaise asked, mind returning to his true point of interest.
"For such a powerful tool, I should think it would've needed to be a strong one."
Gellert nodded.
"Indeed. Wolfgang knows someone who breeds mountain trolls, so we used two of those. Hags may have served better, but the trolls got the job done."
Blaise smirked. After having to flee from that hag because of her magic nullifying potion, he could just bet Gellert wanted to make a few hags pay.
"There is always next time," he said, and Gellert chuckled.
Blaise and Gellert enjoyed their weekend together once again, and that was a good thing, because the very next Friday the shit hit the fan in an epic way. Severus was literally ousted from Hogwarts while Blaise was sleeping late that night! Upon hearing the news, the first thing that occurred to him was that his every other weekend meetings with Gell were over. As the new Headmistress, McGonagall certainly wouldn't allow them to meet in Hogwarts for any reason. The old lady had a stick so far up her ass she was choking on it, Blaise thought peevishly.
Of course as far as he knew, McGonagall didn't even know about Gellert, but were she told, he was certain she'd not be supportive of Grindelwald being free at all much less in her school for any reason. Besides if the shit continued to smack, smack, smack into the proverbial fan, Voldemort should be dead soon, and no one would see a point to Blaise and Gellert meeting to work on projects. There would be no immediate reason.
Of course if Voldemort lived, things would be even worse, and Blaise comforted himself with that knowledge when he and the other Slytherins were shepherded into the dungeons.
"This is soooo insulting," Pansy squealed indignantly as she squeezed into a chair beside Blaise where he hid out in a dark corner in an effort to be left the hell alone.
"Really," he drawled.
"Would you prefer to be helping Voldemort or risking your life fighting against him, then?"
Pansy bit her lip then sighed.
"Well when you put it that way, I suppose it'll be alright down here for a little while. I just hope they hurry...and that you know who loses."
She whispered that bit under her breath, glancing furtively around in case any Slytherins who supported Voldemort happened to be close.
"Where's your man," she asked, leaning close so her voice wouldn't carry.
Blaise hesitated. He could've used his pendant to go to Gellert and let him know what was happening, but why risk anyone discovering that he was out of Nurmengard just so he could enjoy a bit of complicated fighting?
"I see no reason to involve him at this point. If things appear to be getting worse, I shall perhaps reevaluate."
"I saw you drawing your names in a heart in the center of the hollows symbol in class like three times this year," Pansy whispered.
"Does he have a Grindelwald fixation or..."
Blaise arched a brow, remaining silent and forcing her to continue or drop her line of questioning.
It was embarrassing that she'd seen him acting like a girl and drawing his and Gellert's names in a bloody heart.
"I mean he can't be, can he?"
Blaise shrugged, and Pansy's eyes widened, her mouth making a silent O.
"Well...I did always say you were picky, so I could totally see it happening!"
By the time the Slytherins were let out of the dungeon, everyone was cranky and ready for breakfast. Upon hearing that Snape was dead, Blaise was able to look properly shocked because...well what if the plan hadn't worked and he had died? He hoped not, but as he didn't know, he at least allowed himself to fear the worst in order to appear mildly upset for his former head of house being no more. After breakfast he sought out Flitwick for a private word, though. The charms master wordlessly led him to his office, then locked the door with a charm before speaking.
"Severus is fine. I got word that he went to Mag's. I don't think he's returning though. He is concerned that he will be imprisoned for what was done to that Death Eater and...well I think he just wants a new start."
Filius smiled sadly.
"I will certainly miss him, but we'll visit during the summers and perhaps over the holidays. He is a dear boy and I'm just glad he got out of this alive."
Blaise managed to keep a blank expression even though of all the things he imagined someone calling his former head of house, a dear boy wasn't one of them.
Filius giggled.
"Do you remember how he told me I may have to be unkind to him eventually and I did not wish to? Well he insisted you know and I did a right proper job of it when the time came! I even made him believe it, which I think made the cover up even better. I threw his supposed murder of Albus in his face! Which would not have been at all decent were Albus not alive and well at Durmstrang."
"Good job, Professor," Blaise said, but his amused grin was a bit tired and drawn. It had been a long night and even though the news was good, there was a lot to process.
"Well I also wondered if you'd like to use our pendants and summon everyone to our hideaway even though it isn't necessary. Just to say hello and check in...just to make sure everyone is well."
Blaise nodded eagerly, and Filius lifted his hand, activating the pendants Blaise and Gellert had made to bring everyone to their hideout in Norway.
At once Blaise felt the magic pulling him forward. He took a single stumbling step and was there...nearly running into Gellert who he immediately embraced.
"You let us all sleep through the bloody fighting," the blonde complained.
"Well I was locked in the dungeon and were I to use my pendant to go to you, it may draw unwanted attention. I'd rather us all stay out of the fight than risk anyone finding out that you're out of Nurmengard."
"You did the right thing," Sabra Zabini told her son.
"So you were safe the entire time?"
"Yes Mum. Locked up in the dungeon just for being a Slytherin, which would've been extremely offensive if it hadn't allowed me to do just what I wanted to do, i.e staying out of the fight. I do so hate getting messy," Blaise drawled.
"Be careful that vanity isn't the death of you some day, Zabini," Severus Snape snarked.
Blaise grinned at the former professor over Gellert's shoulder.
"I'm glad the plan worked and that you're alright."
"So am I," Severus agreed with a laugh.
"And the one who died in my place needed to die so no harm done."
The man's face looked more relaxed than Blaise had ever seen it. Freedom looked good on him.
"What will you do now," Gellert asked curiously.
"Albus wants us to come teach at Durmstrang next year. He is using a fake identity and has transfigured himself a bit. He thinks we could do the former and aren't well known in those parts so can skip the later."
"Which is good, because I enjoy the way you look just as you are," Mag told him.
"Thank both of you for helping Severus," she said, turning gratefully to Blaise and Gellert.
"And you too Wolfgang!"
"It's what we're here for," the half giant said, giving her a pleased, friendly smile.
"Keeping one another alive and strong."
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic