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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 two slept in on Blaise's first day of freedom from school forever. They didn't wake until eleven A.M so opted to wait for lunch rather than having a late breakfast or brunch because Kereston was meeting them at twelve. The two dressed in black summer slacks and short sleeved shirts rather than their standard wizard robes. Blaise wore one of his customary silk t-shirts, today one in black while Gellert wore a button down but also in black. Blaise insisted on wearing short sleeves in the heat and Gellert didn't object too strenuously because they did have to dress in something the Muggles would find appropriate if they were eating Muggle Chinese.
Once they were ready for the day, they went downstairs to await Kereston. Blaise's parents were still in the dining room poring over the paper with cups of coffee at hand.
"Of course the new Minister for Magic is unremarkable and the changes he's making to things in general are equally unremarkable," Sabra complained, turning a page with a bored sigh.
"Bramble will bring Master Blaise and Gellert coffee unless they'd prefer tea," Bramble said.
He was idly dusting picture frames on the wall on the other side of the room.
"Coffee, please," Blaise said and Gellert nodded his silent agreement as he seated himself.
"Sadly unsurprising," the blonde commented to Sabra's statement concerning the new Minister For Magic.
"The magical world is too weakened by fear and thus they fear proper change."
"Not everyone in the magical world," Bramble announced, sliding steaming cups of coffee across the table to Blaise and Gellert.
"For his part, Bramble embraces change! For example if Master Blaise and Gellert would pick up their clothes from time to time and put them in the laundry hamper at the end of the hall, Bramble would embrace that change directly."
"And deprive you of something to frown about," Gellert asked, aghast.
"Why we would never do that to you, Bramble. It would be quite unkind."
The elf snorted and returned to his dusting.
Blaise grinned, enjoying the interplay of Gellert and his family. The German fit right in and made a colorful addition.
"You're quite right, Gellert," Sabra said.
"Concerning the ministry and the wizard mentality at large. It is an infection really, and hasn't changed over time. In fact it's likely gotten worse. I just hope they've learned a bit after the Voldemort experience."
"Why should they," Gellert asked skeptically.
"It would involve changing the way they deal with fear. One could hope but it is also wise to doubt as well as it prevents one's hopes being dashed."
"The man's got wisdom," Geo said, clapping Gellert on the shoulder.
"I swear part of me is still getting used to having Grindelwald at my breakfast table. One moment in my mind you're just Blaise's partner and one of us, then it hits me again."
Blaise got that completely. He smiled at his father, because it was nice that it wasn't just him who could see Gellert in two such separate ways.
"All great wizards are still people too," Sabra observed.
"We raised a great wizard. I always knew Blaise would do great things, and now with Gellert at his side, the two of them will do amazing things."
"That's right," Geo chimed in boisterously.
"Do us proud!"
"We're on it, Daddeo," Gellert said with a wide smile.
The knocker sounded then and Bramble apparated away to usher Kereston in.
"Why are you eating among Muggles again," Sabra complained.
"Because Gellert likes Chinese and I want him to get a good dose of what it's like now with the Muggles. Their tech and their numbers and though he claims to understand I still don't feel he does," Kereston said.
"Hi, Sabra and Geo," she added, not to forget her niceties.
"Not going to greet the poor elf," Gellert asked, eyes sparkling at the prospect of Bramble being a grump to someone else other than he and Blaise.
"I greeted him when he let me in, Prat," Kereston informed.
"Now let's go."
Blaise and Gellert downed the rest of their coffee and they headed out. Kereston apparated them to the alley they'd used before, and Gellert frowned.
"You aren't going to insist on getting yourself any of that McDonald's rubbish, are you," he demanded suspiciously.
Kereston sighed.
"No! I asked you out to lunch, so I am obviously eating with you."
"Well you ate the burger thing last time so how was I to be certain?"
Kereston sighed again and began to walk out of the alley, leaving Blaise and Gellert to follow.
"Because, I know we're eating Chinese today and last time I actually thought you'd eat at McDonalds because I stupidly underestimated your rudeness."
"It isn't rude to fear for one's own well being if one eats garbage," Gellert told her firmly.
The little blonde ignored him save for a disgusted shake of her head as they walked along.
"So when are the two of you leaving," she asked after a moment.
"Probably in a few weeks if not sooner, I should think," Gellert replied, sliding an inquiring look to Blaise who nodded in agreement.
"That sounds about right. We just made a list of all the places we plan to go, and now we only need to see where the best accommodations are in each and finalize our plans."
"Are you quite certain it's safe," Kereston asked, biting at her lower lip.
"I mean you still don't know who really was behind your imprisonment, Gellert, or even how it was accomplished. Apparently due to the Dumbledore cover-up no one wants it known, and that says to me that it's a pretty big deal."
"Agreed," Gellert replied, face going serious.
"They aren't searching for me, though and they don't expect me to be young, so what, exactly, is your concern."
Kereston shrugged.
"I don't know. I just don't like unsolved puzzles when they're that dangerous, I suppose. And as for them not expecting you to be young, I get that, but they apparently understood how dangerous you were...enough to create such a big cover-up so who knows what they believe you to be capable of?"
They approached the Chinese restaurant then, so all three fell silent on the matter.
Once they were seated and given glasses of water and menus, Kereston pointed at Gellert's shirt.
"Nice outfit. You look so much more posh than Blaise today."
"This T is silk I'll have you know," Blaise huffed.
"It's nice, but he looks more posh today, and that's that," Kereston said with a slight smile.
"You look like a prince to me," Gellert grandly proclaimed, slipping an arm around Blaise.
Once more he was struck by how different these modern times were in some respects. He could put an arm around another man in the middle of downtown London and no one even noticed. The extra freedoms, even among Muggles, were a definite plus. He had to admit that some things had changed for the better.
"In fact, you're my prince charming, remember? You certainly swept me off my feet and guided me into unknown realms where I never imagined I wished to venture."
Turning to Kereston he winked.
"In fact, I think of him as the flipper."
"I know I am going to regret this, but why," Kereston asked.
Then with a snicker she added, "Sounds like the name of some dolphin, by the way."
"Not at all," Gellert said grandly.
"I preferred the ladies before him and now...now it's only him."
"Well you flipped him too, because he preferred the ladies before you. Not to mention you've totally ruined his personality and made it annoying," Kereston complained, twirling the straw in her glass of water.
"He laughs all the time and has become vaguely immature...Rather like you."
Gellert grinned, blue eyes sparkling.
"Ah. That's so sweet."
"It wasn't intended to be," Kereston said.
"It's Alright if you look more posh today," Blaise told Gellert, flicking an amused glance to Kereston before returning his ice blue eyes adoringly to regard Gellert.
"As my Snow-White, you certainly are the fairest of them all."
Kereston was just raising her water glass to her lips when her eyes widened at Blaise's words. Sitting the glass down rather hard on the table, she turned a stunned expression to Gellert.
"That might just be it," she said.
"Snow-White! Dumb as the two of you act, you may have just figured something out! Or rather your silly banter has provided me with the mental connection I needed to figure something out for you."
"I'm listening," Gellert said.
"Who took Snow-White down,or rather tried very hard to do so," Kereston demanded.
"The evil queen," Blaise asked, and Kereston nodded.
"Very good!"
"And whose kingdom did you bust all up in and start trouble with, Gellert?"
Gellert frowned.
"I was merely..."
"Whose," Kereston demanded, holding up a finger to silence him.
"Are you referring to Seraphina Picquery?"
"Exactly," Kereston said, lowering her finger.
"She's in no way as powerful as I am," Gellert protested.
"Obviously she wasn't working alone," Kereston replied.
"I'm just saying she could've been the driving force behind whoever did it because you popped her girl power bubble or whatever."
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic