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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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Out of a desire to return his thoughts to more pleasant matters, Blaise looked away from his parents. Returning his attention to Gellert he spoke. "The meeting is really about you. My dementor incident just added to the issue as far as my parents are concerned. Everyone here was aware of the plan to free you, but other than Wolfgang who had the idea, I played the biggest part in orchestrating your get away."

Gellert's blue eyes lit with a lively curiosity as he leaned eagerly toward Blaise. "I'm very interested to hear how you pulled that off. Though many of my followers were incarcerated in various prisons around the world, I am sure some managed to remain free. If they had been able to set me free they obviously would have. Unfortunately for all of us, my jailers used my own defenses against me. I held some rather important and powerful people in Nurmengard and the magical defenses I used to keep them restrained were iron clad. How did you manage to get around them?"

Blaise couldn't help giving a pleased smile at that. While he always knew he possessed talent far above most other wizards, Gellert Grindelwald's words had just raised his own opinion of his skills several notches higher!

"I was there when the plan was hatched to free you a week or so ago. It was inspired by a few things, first the discovery of the youthening potion in an old scroll Wolfgang won in a wizarding auction. He goes to those a lot,"' Blaise stated with a look of approval in the stylish half giant's direction before turning his attentive gaze back to Grindelwald.

Gellert knew he would have once agreed with Blaise's assessment about Wolfgang. Talented people with curious hobbies were not easy to find, and he was the first to appreciate capable wizards. In this particular case, though, things weren't as cut and dry. He could still appreciate his retrieval from prison, with the half giant's apparent participation. But the subsequent threats issued by Adler himself as well as his damsel who clearly made the habit of distressing others, left a sour taste in his mind. Adler and Bulstrode clearly made a horribly good match. He could understand caution better than most, but did not see a reason for threats he had not earned with his actions against them as he'd made none. They just didn't sit well with him, though he resolved to keep his thoughts to himself.

Blaise seemed a truly nice wizard, at least in the way Gellert considered nice, but his loyalty to his friends might make him less objective on the matter, and Gellert refused to be the one to open his eyes to the truth. He still was not sufficiently comfortable in voicing his own opinions. Instead he focused on what Blaise was saying. In spite of his feelings when it came to Wolfgang and his lady, Gellert was still interested in everything else.

"The other factor in the plan we hatched to free you was pure necessity because of Voldemort and the lack of progress made by the Ministry to handle him."

"For real!" Kereston decided to chime in, giving a vigorous nod.
"I'm Kereston Boxwood, by the way," she told Grindelwald with a friendly smile. "I'm studying to work at the Ministry myself. I plan to have a career in politics that will eventually put me in the Minister's seat some day and let me tell you when I am people are going to die!"

Blaise couldn't help an amused chuckle at that, considering how maniacal Kereston's words had to sound.
"I mean people who deserve to die," Kereston explained hastily with a little laugh of her own and a sheepish smile in Gellert's direction. "People who have done enough bad to be a danger in general are not going to be locked up where they can simply escape later under my watch. They are going to die so they can't cause anymore trouble ever again. It's only logical and I never understood why the Ministry, most Ministries really are so bloody unnecessarily soft."

Kereston was a good friend, smart, level headed, dark enough to be interesting, but at times...very well most of the time, she never shut up! Blaise was certain she would talk to a stone if she thought it would listen. She could talk and talk and talk. Usually the little blonde was saying something worth hearing, but still, she could produce more words than anyone else Blaise had ever known or even heard of!

"So if you were Minister in my day, I'd not be here now I suppose," Grindelwald stated, giving a faint yet controlled smile of amusement.
Blaise found himself focusing intently on the other man's voice. It held a light German accent as could be expected and was slightly husky with an airy sort of breathy quality that somehow made one strain to listen. It was pleasantly riveting.
Kereston hesitated. For a literal moment she was actually speechless. Flustered, she looked a bit put off, causing Blaise to chuckle again. Had anyone ever managed to shut Kereston up even for a moment?

"Well..." And she was off again! Hardly missing a beat.
"No, probably not. I'd try to rehabilitate you because while you were, in essence wrong, I see where you started, honestly, and I do believe you meant well. Voldemort..." she shuddered. "He's just evil. Sick, twisted, evil, crazy. You were just fighting an impossible fight because there are simply too many Muggles. There were then and there are many more now because they breed like rabbits! It's insane! I don't hate them particularly or anything, but I do see where you were. I don't see why you didn't work on sterilizing them first to winnow it down, though," she added with a thoughtful frown.
"Because I honestly never considered it," Gellert said, expression a bit regretful at that frank admission.
If only Kereston and Blaise and even Wolfgang had been around and in his corner the first time he was this young, perhaps things would've been different, Gellert thought. Then he had been the only true master mind behind his life's work for the Greater Good of wizarding kind. He had competent wizards, loyal wizards who unquestioningly followed his orders and that in itself was a rare treasure. Still more active and innovative minds may have changed the entire game...

But no! He brought himself sharply out of that line of thinking because he couldn't afford to do otherwise. It was over. He had lost and the world had changed. There was no going back. It simply wasn't safe. It wasn't worth the risk. He focused his mind intently on the current conversation before the growing panic that began gripping him at such thoughts rose to an unbearable level.

Glad that Kereston hadn't put her foot into her mouth or professed to wanting to kill Grindelwald, Blaise allowed himself a small silent sigh of relief before turning his attention fully back to the man in question. "Back to your release from Nurmengard, though, as I said I was there for the entire plan to free you and it was I who made my elf the charm he wore that unraveled anything magic in his vicinity. Elves can apparate around wards, but in case other spells were placed to hold you, I wanted to keep those at bay at least temporarily. I'm an enchanter. It's my main interest I suppose," he said, half proud as he usually was, and half embarrassed because...he was bragging to and hoping to impress Grindelwald! Perhaps the other wouldn't find the charm a big deal for all he knew. Grindelwald had accomplished some astonishing magical feats, after all.

"Those charms are extremely complex," Gellert said, honest admiration in his eyes for the other wizard's skill. "Not to mention at least some of the creatures I placed as guards around Nurmenguard should not have been so easily effected by them due to the way said creatures function. I'd love to see the charm, to study your work on it if I may."

"Of course," Blaise said, beyond pleased that Grindelwald was that interested in his work. "I'm sure Bramble still has it."

"I told Blaise that he should make one for everyone in our group," Kereston enthused. "They should come in handy if we're ever directly attacked. May that never happen, of course," she added hastily. "Just if it does, I think something that should dispel curses before they hit us would be useful."
"Just a little," Gellert said with an amused smile. "Perhaps the way the charm worked, combined with your elf's own magic added another productive element," he told Blaise thoughtfully. "The alchemy of magic as it were. It is often in the mixture where the wondrous things occur! That element could've been what got him around all the various magics of the creatures I have on guard." He shrugged. "I must admit to not knowing much about elves or their magic. I never found the subject particularly intriguing, but perhaps I was wrong. Now I'm thinking that is something I should remedy."

He smiled at Blaise, and Blaise felt himself thrilling to Grindelwald's presence in a way he never had with anyone else. When Gellert spoke of the alchemy of magic, Blaise felt his emotions rising to a near fever pitch of excitement. Until today he had never felt anyone to be truly on his level when it came to understanding the depth and complexity of enchantments. He hoped to tap into a wellspring of knowledge when meeting Grindelwald and he was not disappointed. Even better than that, Gellert was impressed with his work.
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic