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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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After placing their order, the three sat in silence for a time, each in their own thoughts regarding Kereston's possible revelation on Gellert's potential evil queen. For his part, Blaise was considering the potential for prophesy and symbolism in children's tales. The evil queen had been made to dance herself to death by Snow-White and Prince charming. Blaise knew he could craft enchanted slippers to make a person dance, and it would be simple to lace said slippers with poison.
"Have you met Parvati yet," Kereston eventually asked, turning to Gellert.
"Who?"
She sighed.
"Apparently not. She's a friend of Mag's, and pretty neat for a Gryffindor. Like you, she is a seer, but she reads tea leaves."
Gellert looked skeptical.
"I was thinking you could at least give her a try. Never know if she'll see something useful," Kereston said.
"Well at least it will give me an opportunity to decide if tea leaf reading is as rubbish as it sounds," Gellert decided, and Blaise chuckled.
"I'd agree, but if anyone is accurate, it'd be her. She has a decent head on her shoulders," Blaise commented mildly of Parvati.
He'd gotten to know her two years back when Mag started bringing her around Kereston and Millie. Of course Parvati had the hots for him, but he'd liked her enough to tell her that she was better off not falling for someone who would never commit or be what she wanted. To Parvati's credit she took it well and remained his friend, minus the fawning after that talk.
"Well if you think well of her, she has to have some potential," Gellert said, smiling at Blaise.
The conversation was lighter for the remainder of lunch. Kereston talked of her job at the Ministry basically doing magical clean up and Blaise and Gellert told her of their travel plans.
"We will put off going to see what's become of America until this is sorted," Gellert decided and Kereston nodded.
"Good. Better safe than in a fix you may have to draw a lot of attention to yourself to get out of."
Gellert smirked at her over his spoon of wonton soup.
"Ah, it's almost as if you care."
Back at the Zabini's Manor, Kereston promised to return the next day with Parvati.
"You should treat her to lunch at least for your reading if she doesn't charge," Kereston told Gellert who shrugged.
"Fine."
When she left, Blaise and Gellert went directly to their room to talk things over without the parents over hearing. It would help to have a bit more info to go on before telling them because they'd likely go all overboard in some way. Knowing more would at least give them some direction in which they could over react.
"I've noticed that girls have become even more bossy in these modern times," Gellert grumbled as he closed the door behind them.
"You should become more indifferent," Blaise advised, a small amused grin playing around the corners of his lips.
"I never get bossed."
Gellert leaned his back against the closed bedroom door, watching as Blaise stretched out on the bed.
'I'll keep that in mind," Gellert said.
"Speaking of bossy women," Blaise said.
"Let's get back to the evil queen. When you were posing as Graves, did you learn much about Picquery?"
Gellert shrugged.
"Nothing that would account for her taking me down. She was a smart lady, and driven for her age, but apparently not good enough to spot me out until I chose to reveal myself."
"I suppose I'm glad Kereston brought it up again," Blaise said.
"You were and are far too good to be taken down, so it's a mystery best not left unsolved if at all possible. I never understood the Dumbledore thing, so to hear it wasn't even true wasn't really all that surprising. I mean why risk everything you were building on a duel? Of course you're better than Dumbledore, but if I were you I would be concerned that he would cheat or...who knows, it just wouldn't be worth the risk. For many blokes it could be about pride or a pissing contest, but you were leagues above anyone so what would be the point. It wasn't about your pride. It was about what you were doing for the wizarding community, so I don't understand why so many people just accepted that story, ignoring all the holes."
"It is indeed baffling that they chose such a strange story to serve as a cover up," Gellert agreed thoughtfully.
"Perhaps everyone just believes Dumbledore can do anything, so accepted it at face value no matter the, holes as you so eloquently put it?"
"I don't know about that. Undeserved as it may be, Dumbledore has a lot of haters," Blaise said.
"Well hopefully your tea leaf reading friend can shed a bit more light on the situation," Gellert said.
Pushing off from where he was leaning against the door, he wandered over to join Blaise on the bed.
"Talking about how brilliant and difficult to beat you are, gets me all fired up," Blaise told him, running long elegant hands over his chest and down to his hips.
"Good," Gellert said, then let out a soft breath of anticipation as Blaise began to unfasten his pants. When Gellert's erection was in his hand, Blaise slid down from the bed to kneel on the floor between the blonde's spread legs.
"What's even hotter than that, is this is all mine," Blaise murmured against the tip before sliding it into his mouth.
"Yes," Gellert breathed, eyes briefly fluttering closed as pleasure washed over his entire body.
"All yours, yes!"
As Blaise's mouth began to do extraordinary things to his erection, Gellert's gaze found the wall mirror beside the wardrobe across the room. He could see himself and Blaise between his legs. Gods but they were both beautiful and together, they were truly spectacular. In fact, he couldn't decide who was, as Blaise would say, hotter. If only that mirror were enchanted, he'd ask it to decide, then watch in amusement as it fractured itself in frustration upon being given an impossible question.
Blaise's dark Italian skin and hair made the perfect matching set contrasting to Gellert's own fair skin and golden hair. It was purest alchemy, and gods right now Blaise felt so good around his erection! With a mind of their own, Gellert's hips began thrusting frantically up off the bed, driving his erection deeper into Blaise's warm, erotic mouth.
"I love you," he gasped, then shouted in ecstasy as his orgasm spilled over.
Those three words from anyone else would've sent Blaise running in horror and even disgust, but when Gellert spoke them, his heart did insane things that felt amazingly good. This sort of happiness was so bloody weird, but that didn't stop Blaise from clutching onto it and never wanting to let go.
"I love you too," he murmured, resting his cheek against Gellert's thigh. The black pants he wore nearly matched Blaise's own. Blaise and Gellert reflected one another in so many ways, it may as well reflect in their clothes at least sometimes, he thought with a slight smile.
"Where shall we take Parvati for lunch tomorrow," Gellert wondered, tone a little sleepy.
It made Blaise want to curl up on the bed with him, so rising from the floor, he returned to Gellert's side and did just that. It was nice, just having the luxury to be idle and a bit lazy in the afternoon simply because they could. There were no stupid Hogwarts classes, and no rush deadline to be met on items he and Gellert had to enchant for the war against Voldemort.
"How about McDonalds," Blaise suggested, lips twitching up into a grin he was unable to restrain due to already picturing the horror on Gellert's face before it manifested.
"Now you're just being mean," Gellert said with a laugh.
"No one deserves McDonalds, even if they give a bad psychic reading. Have you gotten a reading from her, by the way?"
Blaise shook his head.
"I've had no reason to."
"Seriously, though, we could take her back to the Chinese place. The food is good and we won't have wizards around to accidentally overhear anything they shouldn't," Blaise suggested.
"Sounds good," Gellert agreed.
"Almost as good as this."
As he spoke, he reached down to stroke Blaise through his slacks.
"Mmmmm," Blaise said, arching against his hand.
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