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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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"What are the two of you planning to do while you're here," Romeo asked as they left the restaurant.
Blaise shrugged.
"We were hoping you'd have some recommendations. We've just been traveling, enjoying whatever the various countries we're interested in have to offer in way of entertainment and of course if there is a black market for rare magical items we'd have a look."
"Historical sites are interesting to us as well, especially if they're linked to old magic," Gellert added and Blaise gave an eager nod of agreement.
"There is a tour I could take you on if you'd like," Romeo said.
"I took the afternoon off and if memory serves it starts in less than an hour. My mom worked there for one summer as a tour guide a few years back. I checked it out once to see what she was doing. It takes people through some of the most ancient places in the city."
Blaise and Gellert exchanged a look.
"Sounds good," Gellert said.
"Taking the subway there is fast and draws far less risky attention than apparating," Romeo said.
He slid a worried look to Gellert.
"Is...that going to be alright with you?"
Gellert frowned, but arched blonde brows at Romeo.
"I don't burst into flames of rage around Muggles. I can ride on their transportation."
"I may break out in hives from all the poorfume, though," Blaise warned with a shudder.
"Poorfume," Romeo questioned, giving Blaise a confused look.
"You know that odor poor people have of greasy food and unwashed bodies packed together too tightly in a small space? Wizards who are poor smell the same way...It's just there are so many more Muggles. The food smell is often because their home is so small that they eat and cook in the same room so the smell clings to them," he clarified with a shudder.
As always, he couldn't help but think of the Weasleys with that definition.
Romeo laughed, shaking his head.
"You are a very bad person," he said, but the amusement on his face didn't precisely match the sentiment so Blaise smirked.
The subway was crowded and loud, but Blaise and Gellert suffered through it, pressing close together in their attempts to avoid being touched by anyone else. Neither wanted to acquire poorfume or Muggle germs, after all.
The tour group consisted of Blaise, Gellert, Romeo, and around ten other people of varying ages. Their guide was an older gentleman who had the bearing of a professor. He was good at his job, describing the history of each place at which they stopped with captivating stories from battles to earlier settlers to their pagan religious practices. The tour began in what he referred to as the Gothic quarter. Some of the buildings they saw were nearly one thousand years old. Some places they were shown had newer buildings, but the spots on which they were built had interesting historical significance including some spots that were claimed to be haunted.
To reach, what their guide referred to as, almost their final destination, they had to ride the tram.
"How are you liking it so far," Romeo asked once they were all seated.
"It's very interesting, actually," Gellert said, and Blaise nodded.
"I don't remember this last bit," Romeo said.
"They must have added it on after my mom stopped doing the tours. I never went on any tram ride on her tour."
"Why did she stop," Blaise asked and Romeo shrugged.
"We moved further away."
When they got off the tram, their guide led them down several streets, the final one leading downward into an underground tunnel.
"These are Barcelona's most well preserved catacombs," he said proudly.
"Here lie many ancient Celts who once settled this land."
Before he could continue a rumbling sound interrupted him that seemed to come from the very walls themselves. The sound rapidly grew louder and the walls, along with the earth under everyone's feet began to shudder.
It took everyone a moment to realize they were actually having an earthquake, and by the time they did, the walls were falling toward them!
"I believe it's time to apparate out of here," Blaise said hastily, reaching for Gellert's arm so they could disapparate together.
"Come on, Valdez."
But before they could, the rumbling stopped as soon as it began, and the walls proceeded to slowly right themselves as if in perfect reversal of their collapse only seconds before. It was then that all three of them noticed the magic coming from one of the others on the tour. The man was middle aged and short with an average build.
"An earth mage," Gellert breathed in a low voice to Blaise and Romeo.
He'd read of these wizards but never had an opportunity to see one in action. Like goblins, their strength lay with the earth. It was their kind who were credited with building the ancient pyramids and even Stonehenge. The three stood watching in appreciative fascination and admiration as, within no more than fifteen seconds, the man had righted the damage caused by the quake.
The rest of their party were either shouting and pushing to get out or exclaiming that the walls were righting themselves and snapping pictures with their Muggle cameras in an attempt to catch the phenomena. It was then that the Spanish Aurors arrived. Rather than thanking he who had saved them all, they arrested the earth mage for violation of the Statute of Secrecy. Gellert watched in shock as two Aurors moved to either side of him and grasped his arms as they took him away. TO make matters worse they also arrested the man who was standing with him, apparently for being a wizard in the company of he who had not allowed the earthquake to kill them all to protect their precious Statute of Secrecy.
Other Aurors began to obliterate the minds of the Muggles. Romeo explained that the three of them were uninvolved wizards and they were allowed to leave. They hurried up and out of the catacombs, following the rest of the Muggles from their tour group. As they walked, Gellert spoke quietly to Romeo and Blaise.
"He was an earth mage, you know. Have either of you ever heard of an earth mage? They're very fascinating. They can manipulate earth as if it was clay. It's very simple for them. They excel at earth magic the way some do at transfigurations or potions...or in our case, enchantments," Gellert concluded, at last turning to regard Blaise.
"The most fascinating thing for me is that I believe he was even able to use his grasp of earth magic to stop the quake! I don't think it would've been over without his interference."
When Blaise nor Romeo answered at first, Gellert frowned.
"What is the matter?"
"Are you alright," Blaise asked, frowning in concern as he placed a hand lightly on Gellert's forearm.
Gellert had been talking nearly frantically of earth mages, hardly even glancing at him or Romeo while he spoke. It wasn't like him, and it worried Blaise.
"Sure," Gellert said with a shrug and Romeo gave his head a slight shake.
Gellert let out a breath.
"What happened back there...It wasn't right."
"I'm sure they'll let him go," Romeo said.
"Some of them can be asses. If it'd been me in charge,, I would've thanked him instead, of course, then obliterated the Muggles."
"And lost your job for your trouble," Gellert bit out.
"Hopefully not if I'm careful," Romeo said with a grin.
"The system has not changed in the least with the passage of time," Gellert said.
"The wizards in charge still choke on their own cowardice."
Part of him wished they'd not asked, because his anger was rising and voicing it only made it worse. He really hadn't wanted to feel this kind of anger again. It made him feel helpless. It made him feel as though he was drowning in the injustice of the world. The last time he'd felt this way he'd tried to do something about it and failed.
"I would've spoken up, but with the way they were acting, I feared they'd take us in as well," Blaise said.
"If they did, you may have more explaining to do than we'd like if any of them decided to do more than a little surface digging, and I won't risk your safety for anything."
The determined look in Blaise's blue eyes made Gellert smile. The fact that Blaise thought of him first made him feel safe in an oddly touching way that was beyond difficult to explain.
"Thank you," he said, reaching to draw Blaise into his arms for an embrace that became heated as their mouths met.
Romeo cleared his throat pointedly and the two drew apart with obvious reluctance.
That moment in Blaise's arms had done the trick, though. Gellert was feeling more in control of himself and his head was once more on the present rather than injustices that he knew he could not change.
"Can you at least find out if they let them go," Gellert asked Romeo, and the young Spaniard nodded.
"I'll even write to you as soon as I know something which ought to be soon. Being an Auror in training, I have a few connections. Not big ones yet, but they should do to get me that particular bit of information."
He smiled.
"There are a few interesting wizarding shops in the Gothic quarter, if you'd like to browse around," he added, obviously hoping to restore the amiable tone the afternoon had formerly possessed.
"Sure, alright," Gellert said after exchanging a look with Blaise.
Something interesting to take their minds off the stomach turning rigidity and ignorance of the justice system would be nice.
The first shop was called Old God Historical Emporium. It offered a pamphlet all about itself and its wares.
"I've never come in here for some reason," Romeo said, taking it from the beaming clerk.
As Romeo unfolded the pamphlet, Blaise and Gellert moved to stand at his shoulders so they could read it at the same time. The shop's claim to fame was that it was located presumably where a temple to Baal built by the Carthaginians used to stand, before it was destroyed by the Catholics.
"Perhaps that's why I've never come in here," Romeo murmured, turning to look at Blaise and Gellert with a mild expression of trepidation on his face.
"Wasn't Baal one of the more fucked up gods?"
"Yeah, just a little," Blaise said dryly.
"He liked to eat babies, but probably anyone would do. From what I read plenty of people were sacrificed to him."
Gellert nodded.
"In some very twisted ways."
Frowning he stepped deeper into the shop. Not because he wanted to precisely, but because he was morbidly fascinated and repelled at the same time. The place held small statues, primitive idols carved of stone who somehow set Gellert's teeth on edge. A shelf of obsidian daggers appeared to still sport flecks of dried blood. More than that, though, the blades seemed coated in an ash like cloud of twisted black magic. Dark magic, the sort he and Blaise relished wasn't dirty like this sort of twisted blood magic. Dark magic was like night as fluffy weak so-called white magic was like day. But this...this was filthy and belonged to neither.
"I don't think we should buy anything from here," he told Blaise and Romeo quietly.
Both nodded almost eagerly.
"Can we get out of here now," Romeo asked.
Like Gellert's had earlier, his words nearly tumbled out over one another.
"Gods, please," Gellert said with a quick smile of relief.
They practically tumbled out the door, leaving the pamphlet behind on the counter.
"Well to hell with shopping, let's go get a drink," Romeo said.
They did just that, and once they were all feeling several drinks better, they returned to the Gothic Quarter where Romeo took them to his favorite book store. Each found several tomes of interest and the shop made a nice bit of gold as a result of their visit. Next they went to a snack shop that Romeo swore was the best in town. Blaise and Gellert bought several snacks to try as well as some others to send home for the family to enjoy.
"We need to buy some for Kereston too," Gellert said.
"Perhaps something interesting to eat will keep her out of McDonnell's."
Romeo laughed.
"Alright. I've got to hear the McDonalds story...Because after that comment and you asking me about it in that strange way earlier at the restaurant, I really need to know what it's all about."
Of course Gellert was more than happy to oblige, expounding on the evils of Muggle fast food for nearly half an hour.
During this time, Romeo led them to another bar, where they had more drinks. They all needed to emotionally soothe their thirst after such an...unusual day. After drink number five, Romeo sighed, slumping back into his chair.
"Yes I have read of earth mages. They are extremely rare, which is one reason they should go easy on him. There was no reason for them to be angry that he didn't apparate out and just let the quake roll!"
Blaise looked drunkenly over in Romeo's direction, his ice blue gaze obviously unfocused.
"I got extra credit on a charms report for researching earth mages in my second year. I didn't know they could stop earthquakes though."
Gellert nodded. Neither had he.
"I must say, watching that was quite impressive," he said.
Though he'd begun the conversation as they were leaving the catacombs, the other two were only just able to resume it now. He was relieved to know he wasn't the only one unpleasantly impacted by the incident. It made him feel less self conscious, which put him in the mood to buy another round of drinks.
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