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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 sparkling lights of Berlin energized Blaise and he was revved up and ready for a night on the town...Very well if he was completely honest, it was the sparkling eyes of the blonde that strolled confidently along at his side that had him in such exulted spirits. The two had spent nearly a month in Switzerland before heading to Germany and this was their second night in Berlin. Switzerland was quietly stimulating, intellectual and cozy and the two had gotten pleasantly lazy there for a bit. Germany was somehow more energizing and wild.
The air was autumn crisp, so both men wore black slacks, black silk button down dress shirts and black velvet dusters. Sabra would've just hated their matching outfits, but Blaise thought they made quite the dashing pair. Blaise wore black leather dress shoes and Gellert sported his preferred heavy black leather boots that nearly reached his knees. He cut a fine figure, and Blaise watched him more than the street ahead as they walked.
The energy of the old German city on a Saturday night made Blaise feel rather like an unleashed tiger and he was ready to prey on whatever the town had to offer. Food, drink, dancing, magical lore and very much later in the night Gellert Grindelwald. They paused to wait for a Muggle traffic light to change, and Blaise watched as Gellert's long golden locks were blown back by the night breeze. He was so beautiful it made Blaise's breath catch. They'd chosen to walk in order to take in the city, a thing that couldn't be done by apparating from place to place. Gellert wanted to see how much the place had changed, and Blaise just wanted to see it, because he hadn't before.
"Well," Blaise asked, arching thin dark brows curiously.
"What do you think so far?"
"It's such a mad mix of familiar and strange," Gellert said, turning to Blaise and tossing back his hair as he laughed.
"I'm still taking it all in, you know?"
The way the moonlight caught the blue in Gellert's eyes nearly made Blaise's hart stop, and for a moment he couldn't answer. It was as if Gellert's gaze froze the moment and left Blaise pleasantly paralyzed. Gellert's eyes were living magic, the blonde was living fire, and Blaise was no longer alarmed anymore by how constantly captivated he was.
Gellert let out a breath, shivering with anticipation at the hungry yet oddly loving look in Blaise's eyes as he stared at him. Gods life was good! And fun! Laughing again, he flung an arm around Blaise's waste and headed across the street. The stupid Muggle light had finally changed.
They walked another block, then turned down a side street and into a suddenly dark alley.
"This is the same," Gellert said."Ah there it is."
Nearly at the end of the alley was a relatively small round building. It was designed in the style of an old round barn. When Blaise pushed the door open, the savory smell of German food struck them, causing both to realize that they really were quite hungry.
They were seated at once by a wizard wearing flamboyant purple robes and a matching hat. Fittingly the tables were round to match the building. Blaise and Gellert opted for a table for two as it allowed them to sit close. Such just felt cozy and intimate. It also afforded them the ease of private conversations easily held at a low murmur that others at nearby tables couldn't hear.
"You should order for both of us," Blaise told Gellert.
"You'll know what's best here, after all."
Gellert opened his mouth to say so long as the food hadn't changed much in the past fifty years, but closed it on the words before they could escape. Saying such things in front of strangers wouldn't be wise with him looking as young as he did. That sort of talk may cause an intelligent person to wonder, after all. He rattled off a relatively long list of his favorite dishes to the waiting purple clad wizard, and to his surprise, they were all still available. He added a bottle of Bärenjäger to the order to top it off.
"I decided to be celebratory and expansive, and ordered us a bit of a miniature feast," he told Blaise with a chuckle as their waiter walked away.
"Sounds good," Blaise said.
"We deserve it all, especially you."
Gellert smiled, lightly running fingertips over Blaise's forearm.
"To drink, I ordered a bottle of Bärenjäger. It's sort of a honey based Vodka liqueur. I drank it with my aunt over the holidays in my teens," he said with a fond grin.
"That sounds delicious," Blaise said with a nod of approval. And it was. The waiter returned shortly with the bottle on a silver tray along with two small crystal goblets. The two sipped the thick honey drink as they waited for their food to arrive. It was only one of the reasons Gellert felt so pleasantly warm. Blaise's nearness and occasional honey flavored fleeting kisses definitely set a fire in his belly to burning, and that hunger certainly wouldn't be satisfied by even the most delicious of foods.
The food was very good, though, and the two rather stuffed themselves. It was only fitting for their on going celebratory vacation, though. The access of good food, good drink, and lively conversation with Blaise had Gellert feeling on top of the world when they left the restaurant.
"I believe a round building is conducive to working particular types of magic more successfully," Gellert commented as they passed through the restaurant's swinging door.
"Gravity and magic play interesting games together and the construction of a round room is all about gravity."
Blaise paused, drawing Gellert close right there on the street.
"Gods I love the way you talk. I can't decide if it's hotter to listen to that husky voice and sexy German accent or to watch those confident slow strides of yours when you walk," he nearly growled before claiming Gellert's mouth in a crushing liqueur flavored kiss that made the blonde moan and sink against him.
"You feel incredible," Gellert said kissing the dark haired wizard thoroughly as Blaise's hands tangled in his hair.
Not generally one for street displays, the drink and high spirits had Gellert wanting to express himself and not caring what anyone else thought.
"Lets go dance," Blaise said, then kissed Gellert a final time before releasing him reluctantly.
In Switzerland they'd met some entertaining younger wizards at their favorite bar who told them of a nightclub for wizards in Berlin. Gellert had never been to a nightclub as they only came into existence decades after his imprisonment. For his part, Blaise had gone to one in London for about five minutes. Malfoy and his lot wanted to check it out so Millicent made him come along. He'd left because it was too loud and he wasn't one for that sort of dancing. After experiencing the joys of grinding up on Gellert in the club in Egypt, though, he was open to giving the Berlin club a try. Perhaps nightclubs were just better when you were a couple rather than single.
The club was only a few blocks from the round room restaurant, so they enjoyed another walk rather than apparating. Unlike the restaurant the club wasn't hidden in a dark alley. It was surrounded by a cloud of magic that looked quite bright to wizards, but was invisible to Muggles while serving to mask the building from their notice as well. The club had stained glass Gothic windows and was quite a tall building. Blaise rather liked the look of it. Somehow it fit the mood of the evening. Inside the club was brightly lit. The bar was made entirely of sparkling crystal and the bar stools were covered in dark red velvet. Near the door a young overly thin witch in a tight leather corset and narrow skirt was doing a spinny sort of dance in the center of a huge cauldron. She looked too drunk to be working as entertainment, but the sight was still entertaining nonetheless.
The music was loud, but it was nineteen eighties rock rather than the annoying techno music that had assaulted Blaise's ears in the club in London.
"Dance with me," he said, sweeping Gellert into his arms. He spun them into the center of the marble floor, covering Gellert's mouth with his own in a hungry kiss. The way Gellert's hair flowed out behind him had Blaise's blood boiling and he couldn't get enough of the blonde's mouth. Gellert's hips ground against Blaise's to the driving beat of the rock music, and his slender arms wound around the dark haired wizard's neck, drawing their bodies even closer together.
Other couples swirled around them, some dressed in modern clothes as they were, and some in traditional robes. Many held drinks in their hands, and the sight eventually drove Blaise and Gellert to the bar.
"What's your best drink," Gellert called to the troll looking wizard behind the bar.
"It's all good," the big man roared good naturedly back, raising his voice to be heard over the music.
"Do you have anything to induce euphoria with an energy boost," Blaise asked and the man's heavy face broke into a grin.
"Yes. I got just the thing. It's called moonbeam. It's got a bit of a kick with a heavy note of strawberry."
Blaise smiled eagerly.
"Excellent. We'll have two glasses to start and keep them coming."
He pushed enough gold across the counter at the man to cover all the drinks they wanted for the rest of the night as well as giving him a little extra for fast service. Their first round came fast, and the taste was quite nice. The effects were invigorating and Blaise felt his good mood even more enhanced.
"Lets dance again," Gellert called over the music.
Leaving their empty glasses on the crystal bar, the two clasped hands and returned to the dancing throng.
"I love you," Gellert murmured, drawing Blaise close and clinging tightly as they swayed to the music.
"You make my life perfect," Blaise replied, gazing intently into Gellert's eyes.
"Life is never perfect, but together we'll still make it what we want it to be," Gellert told him.
"Taking our chances side by side," Blaise said with a grin, then kissed him.
Blaise knew it was true. Life was never easy, but the two of them together could make things a great deal easier. Opening and maintaining a successful shop would be a challenge but a fun one. Investigating the Picquery situation could be dangerous, but they'd handle it together. It was a thing best attended to soon. Perhaps their next stop should be America.
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic