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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 departing Spain, Blaise and Gellert spent a few months in Wales. They enjoyed the sites. Though Blaise and Gellert were rarely ones to prefer nature over city life, the rolling Welsh hills held a mystical sort of power that drew them. They spent their time there in quaint inns by night and browsing old book shops for rare tomes by day.
Before heading home to London to begin working on plans for their shop, they stopped off for a month in Cornwall. Both were a bit fascinated by Arthurian history, and both hoped they might manage to stumble across something rare and magical in the former warlord's homeland. If they could find no rare items, perhaps they'd stumble across a scroll written by Merlin of coded rare and powerful spells if they were extremely fortunate.
While they were aware that many other wizards had sought the same in the land of Arthur's birth, they believed themselves to be sharper than those other wizards. Gellert had found the Elder wand, after all, and Blaise's own creative ideas had served them more than once. Not to mention many wizardly seekers for traces of Arthur or Merlin and his partner Nimue had their heads in the clouds. They were too in love with the rewritten and fluffed up histories of them. The ones that were heavily coated in magical sparkles and conical wizard hats rather than the blood and druidic magic that was the actual reality.
Arthur was no pretty elegant king. He was a bulky bear like warlord who sought to protect Great Britain from the invading and unwanted Saxons. Merlin and Nimue were his druids. Slytherins, the couple wielded dark magic steeped in curses and blood sacrifices of their Saxon enemies to help fight Arthur's war. This truth was taken from all but the most rare and ancient of history tomes. Even hundreds of years ago, those in charge of wizarding education didn't want their little children growing up to be druids who were willing to sacrifice their enemies to the gods for success.
They much preferred their watered down version of a gentle king and his wizard. Nimue, Merlin's fierce lady, was diminished to his mere seductress. During the times of the most intense historical Arthurian rewrites, female power wasn't exactly society's top priority. When Nimue wasn't being portrayed as a power hungry younger seductress who truly cared nothing for Merlin, she was instead combined with Merlin's goddess benefactress, Vivian, lady of the lake. The most ancient, far more accurate writings spoke of Merlin having a strong affiliation to water and thus water magic. As such he served Vivian, lady of the lake. While Nimue, a wind witch who's powers lay most strongly in the element of air, served Queen Maeb of the faeries.
With this in mind, Blaise and Gellert extended their research to the fae folk and the oldest gods of the area in the hope of finding traces of Arthur, Merlin and Nimue there as well. It was fortunate that the two enjoyed the hunt nearly as much as any discovery, because they found very little on this particular topic that they did not already know. Everything on the subject of Arthur or his druids was written in Gaelic, on which they could easily perform translation spells. They spent most of their time translating what they already knew for the most part, until the day before they would return to London.
When at last they discovered something, it was, in the way of many great discoveries, not what they'd expected. It was on a very ancient scroll that was actually and oddly enough tucked away in a book of Saxon history that Blaise had picked up mainly because it related to the same time period that Arthur lived and fought his wars. The scroll was one of prophecy. At least Gellert believed so. Though no words were spoken of a prophet, the phrasing indicated as much.
Having returned from their day of book shopping, they were seated by the fire in their bedchamber in the inn in which they'd stayed for the past few weeks. Gellert had just worked a preservation spell on the parchment to keep it from crumbling in his hands. It was so old that the translation spell that he cast next was having difficulty illuminating the symbols to translate them. As a result, Gellert read aloud slowly as the spell struggled to puzzle out each symbol.
"And there shall come a time when enemy must unite with enemy to fight an even greater evil that will span several...Blast it this word isn't coming through...Perhaps it is worlds, but that doesn't seem logical," Gellert complained.
"It should say lands, I should think, but no."
He scowled down at the scroll, then shrugged that word away for the time being and continued.
"Merlin, Nimue and Arthur must be called then retrained in that which they already know by those most like them who now live. The enchanter, the mage of wind and fire, and the Muggle of... And there is another word that the spell is having trouble with. Why does a Muggle need to be involved anyway," Gellert grumped.
Blaise frowned, considering.
"Perhaps because Arthur was a Muggle," he speculated and Gellert nodded.
"Sounds logical. This thing is too unclear for my liking," he complained with a sigh, but continued on nonetheless.
"Morgana the wise supports their efforts with earth and feelings."
His scowl deepened.
"I hate it when prophecies become so bloody vague and convoluted."
He paused to work the translation charm on the scroll again for what little good it did.
"When three worlds? if that's even the right word, meet, victory shall be reached. Love is the weapon to strike at the heart of evil. Three groups of three make the mystical power of three the power of nine in each world."
He sighed in relief lowering the scroll.
"That's all, and it was so difficult to read and increasingly convoluted that I'm glad of it."
Blaise nodded with a disappointed sigh.
"And who knows? The prophecy may have already come to pass for all we know. This thing is ancient and it left no date, did it?"
"Not that I saw," Gellert said.
Sighing the blonde rubbed at his eyes then carefully tucked the scroll away between the pages of the book where it had lived for centuries.
"Well this is definitely a curiosity to add to our library at the very least," he said with a chuckle, and grinning, Blaise nodded in agreement.
"Plus we don't have any books on Saxon history."
The two went down to the inn's dining room and enjoyed a thick hardy beef stew for dinner, then went back upstairs and ravaged one another for a rather satisfying not to mention filling dessert. Tumbling together naked and ready on the bed, eagerly taking one another's erections deeply and hungrily into their mouths, they took one another hard to simultaneous satisfaction. Their passion was particularly intense, fitting to commemorate their last night in Cornwall.
When they left the next morning, both were a little regretful.
"Perhaps when we return we'll bring a niffler to search for treasure," Blaise said thoughtfully.
"For instance, if Merlin and Nimue left anything interesting tucked away in some old caves," he clarified when Gellert gave him a curious look full of raised brows.
'It's a long shot, I know, but it could be worth a try."
Gellert nodded thoughtfully.
"Oh certainly."
"And as we're definitely not animal people, perhaps a goblin to take care of the damned niffler," Blaise added.
"I think I recall hearing that they get into everything."
He shuddered at the memories of care of magical creatures class, definitely one of his least favorites at Hogwarts.
"Sounds good," Gellert agreed with a smile.
"The goblin could make a cute pet as well."
Blaise chuckled, knowing how much any goblin would just love that.
"Definitely the sort of pet that bites," he said with a snicker.
When they arrived home, Sabra was overjoyed.
"I missed my babies," she said, hugging them both tightly, one in each arm so that the three were squeezed together in a triangle. Blaise patted her on the back as Gellert did his best to return the hug while being squished.
"Missed you too, Mum," Blaise said.
"Yes," Gellert agreed with what little breath wasn't being squeezed out of him.
"Welcome back," Geo said, giving them an amused grin from across the room.
"I'd hug you, but you already look hugged out."
"Ah he just doesn't like us as much," Gellert told Blaise, expression one of mock disappointment.
"Oh if you want a hug, I'll give you a hug," Geo said, rising threateningly from his chair.
Gellert laughed.
"No, that's quite alright," he said, backing up as Geo approached.
Though shorter, Geo was far stockier than the more willowy builds of his son and Gellert.
Laughing, Geo reached for Gellert and crushed him in a bear hug.
"It really is good to have you both home," he said sincerely and Gellert found himself blushing in pleasure as he hugged the elder Zabini in return.
No one had ever really cared like the Zabini parents when he'd come home before. His aunt was kind and friendly, but they really seemed to have missed he and Blaise while in previous days his absent minded aunt hardly noticed he was gone.
"Your turn," Geo said, reaching for Blaise with a laugh. Blaise looked mildly uncomfortable but hugged his dad back hard.
"Missed you too, Dad," he said.
"Good," Geo said happily.
"That means you won't mind spending the entire afternoon telling us all about what you did while you were away."
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In the Dark, A Zabini/ Grindelwald fanfic