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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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They remained in Greece for a few pleasant weeks. Blaise had plenty of time to contact Romeo and see if he was interested in meeting up in Spain and showing them around a bit.
"I told him I thought he'd be very interested in meeting my man," he told Gellert, a lazy amused grin playing over his full lips.
He'd just given the letter to the hotel mailing service. It was fittingly called Athena's Owls.
"That should get his attention. When we met, two summers ago, I was quite single and interested in staying that way, and of course I fancied girls."
He chuckled.
"He should definitely be curious."
Gellert found himself looking forward to their next stop, though Spain had never been a place of particular interest before. He usually found the people Blaise liked to be quite enjoyable. He and Blaise were very similar, and as Blaise tolerated so few people, those he did were often special in some way or other.
They spent the day browsing little quaint magic shops and walking on the beach. When they returned to the hotel to change for dinner, there was a reply from Romeo for them at the desk. Blaise didn't open it until they were in their room, and when he did he stood beside Gellert so they could read it together.
Blaise,
What a surprise to hear from you, but a pleasant one. I was growing bored with my studies. I am in fact training to be an Auror as I told you I planned to do. Your MAN? I am surprised and curious and can't wait to see you both! Let's meet in Barcelona, for its roots are old and I think you and your MAN will find it most interesting. Write me with your arrival date and the name of your hotel. I will take you and your MAN to lunch.
Romeo
P.S, if you need help finding a good hotel, let me know.
Blaise chuckled as he read.
"From the way he capitalized MAN every time, I can tell he's as curious as I wanted him to be," he said, obviously satisfied with himself.
He wrote Romeo back, saying that they'd arrive in three days and that his elf had found them a suitable hotel already. They dropped it off at the hotel desk to be delivered on their way out to dinner.
They were really loving the Mediterranean diet they'd adopted while in Greece. Though they'd tried several restaurants, there was one they liked best, and as such was the one they visited most frequently. It was called Palace of the Gods. The food was perfect, and the service was fast and friendly. There was seating outside with an ocean view or inside where it was cooler and they were surrounded by replicas of ancient Greek statues. This particular evening they opted for the in door seating.
They had a glass of wine before dinner and two after, lingering at the table, idly talking about nothing and everything. At times like this they could devour one another's company and one another's words with even more eagerness than the delicious food. When they left the restaurant, the night breeze was pleasantly strong, serving to cool down the heat of the day. As they walked back to the hotel, it kept blowing Gellert's hair across his face and the blonde had to keep pushing it back with an annoyed frown.
"At times like this, I think I want to cut it short, then I realize how utterly stupid I'd look with short hair," Gellert complained, giving Blaise a grin.
"Unlike you, I don't have the proper head and neck structure for short hair. I'd look like a plucked chicken."
"You would certainly look...unusual," Blaise said, lips twitching.
"I love it when your hair is all windblown. It sort of looks like I just shagged you senseless and that's hot."
"It makes me ready to be shagged senseless right now," Gellert murmured, leaning into Blaise's back as the dark haired wizard opened the door to their hotel room.
When the door was unlocked, Blaise moved to open the window as he always did. They loved to feel the night breeze off the ocean while they slept. At once the room filled with the pleasing scent of salt air as the seashell patterned curtain billowed into the room. Turning from the window, Blaise drew Gellert into his arms and kissed him hungrily. The blonde's lips tasted of the salty sea air, and Blaise needed more. They wasted no time in undressing one another and were soon tangled on the bed, devouring one another's mouths. Gellert was quick to cover himself in cream and slip inside of Blaise, raising up on one arm to stroke the dark haired wizard's erection as he moved within him.
The sea air wafted across their skin as they moved together, adding to the overwhelmingly pleasant sensations of both.
"God yes," Blaise gasped, thrusting upward as Gellert stroked him.
"I want to watch you finish over both of us. I want to see how much you want me right now," Gellert said, kissing him deeply as he thrust inside, hand still stroking Blaise's length.
Blaise was so beautiful, and he was even more so when he was like this, the want for Gellert all over his face and expressed in every needful thrust of his body. When Blaise spilled himself in a warm jet over both of them with an incoherent cry, Gellert was quick to follow. Thrusting into Blaise's tight warmth a final time, he called the other wizard's name as his eyes closed in pleasure.
Their last few days in Greece passed quickly. When Bramble arrived to apparate them and their things to Barcelona, Blaise was ready to go. Though he'd miss Greece, he knew they would visit again sooner rather than later. It was one of the places they'd enjoyed the most, right up there with Switzerland and as such a place to which they would return frequently. He was eager to see what Barcelona was like, though. When he'd met Romeo on vacation two years before, they were in Madrid. His parents wanted to see a concert there, of all things, so they'd gone.
Barcelona was an industrial sort of town at first glance, and Blaise was pleased to note that it was also a seaside city. It wasn't Greece, but it had some of the same attributes that he'd liked about the country. Romeo met them in the lobby of their hotel.
"It's good to see you again, Zabini," he greeted enthusiastically, giving Gellert an openly curious look.
"And you as well, Blaise's MAN."
This caused Gellert to chuckle.
"I've heard about your special talent...Let's see if you are good enough to discover who I am without the usual polite introductions."
"Just don't say much about it aloud, here in public," Blaise warned.
"It's a bit of a private matter."
Romeo nodded.
"Now I'm really interested...Which is only fair considering I don't like most people to know about my unique ability. It was used against me once and I won't have it done again," he said, expression suddenly turning hard and grim.
"So if we both know something private about one another, I guess it's a fair trade. Are both of you ready to go to lunch now?"
They nodded and Romeo led the way out of the hotel.
"Your ability was used against you," Gellert asked, intrigued.
"We can walk, it's less than a block away. Didn't Blaise tell you what happened to me?"
"I thought you'd prefer to do that," Blaise replied with a shrug.
"Oh sure," Romeo said.
"Your MAN and I can exchange war stories. I somehow bet mine were more fucked up."
"So you see who he is, then," Blaise asked carefully.
"It's pretty impressive," Romeo answered, looking at Gellert rather than Blaise.
"I do admit to being shocked, but I'm even more impressed."
Gellert chuckled.
"You have a good poker face, because I saw neither of those in your expression."
He also hadn't felt any sort of mental touch either, and his occlumency shields were most excellent.
"How long did it take you," he asked.
He was curious about how it worked with a natural telepath, how long it took them to sift for information.
"Well we've been together around six minutes now and Blaise told me to look after around the first minute, I'd say. So about five minutes to get the whole story of...let's say your first day of freedom and how it came to be," Romeo said.
He made a face.
"And the mushy love the two of you have for one another is making me gag. It's practically rolling off both of you in sickening waves. Could you tamp it down at least while we are eating? Here's the restaurant," he concluded, stopping in front of a small stone hovel.
Gellert felt his annoyance and dismay rising in equal measures because the place looked horrid. Was it going to be another McDonalds, only of a wizarding variety.
"Are you sure," he asked as Romeo pushed open the door.
"Trust me," the young man said, grinning over his shoulder at them as he went inside.
"Wait," Gellert called.
"How do you feel about Muggle McDonalds?"
"What?"
Romeo turned back toward him, a confused expression on his face.
"I hardly see what it has to do with this...Come in, they don't like the door left open. This restaurant is the best kept magical secret in all of Spain."
He grinned. Sighing, Gellert entered, Blaise walking at his side. The place wasn't at all the same on the inside. There had been enlargement charms done on it, and it was beautiful, all high ceilings covered in ornate carvings and the walls paneled in faceted sparkling led Crystal. The tables looked to be made of crystal as well. Even the chairs matched, carved out of the same sparkling led crystal and Gellert could make out faint traces of the strengthening spells that had been used on them when they were crafted so they'd hold a person's weight.
When the door closed behind them, Romeo asked,"Now what about McDonalds?"
"Never mind," Gellert said.
"It doesn't matter now."
Gellert would be shocked if a place this nice served anything close to as foul as the trash offered up as food at McDonalds.
Romeo shrugged, shaking his head.
"Okay then," he said, giving Gellert a bemused grin.
"And I won't even look into your head to see what the issue was, because that's rude and I don't do that to friends without permission. I can't say I give as much courtesy to others, though, after what I've been through."
"I'm sure if we run out of things to talk about over lunch, Gellert will be glad to share," Blaise said with a slight smile.
"Of course," Gellert agreed.
In truth, though, he was far more interested in whatever had happened to Romeo to cause that hard look to come into his eyes whenever he spoke of it. The look that said plainer than words, that when push came to shove, he'd kill first and ask questions later.
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