and now she sleeps with one eye open {closed}

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Who: Merlin and Gellert.
What: Chats and magic.
When: September 4, 1980.
Where: The forest just outside Hogsmeade.
Warnings: Gellert.

Promptly on time (a little early, even) Gellert arrives precisely where Merlin instructed him to, looking as he always does: young, proper, and completely harmless. He's not worried or nervous in the least, instead intrigued and interested and ready to continue the discussions that they had been having before. He wonders if others have been simpering over the famous wizard - perhaps, but Gellert isn't the type. He's going to treat the other wizard as though they are simply strangers having met one day with similar interests getting to know one another. That's all.

(He thinks he can urge this into a kind of friendship. It's his ultimate goal for the day.)

Hands clasped behind his back and rocking on his heels, a habitual gesture with him, Gellert waits.

Comments

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Of course. [ gellert's voice is always, always deceptively soft and gentle at first unless the situation calls for otherwise, but this situation is just that - and so it's firmer than it might've been, sharply intelligent, still pleasant but easily charming.

he does glance back, smiling wryly at the clever magic involved, and moves idly where merlin steps so that he's following what he knows to be a safe path.

—the tree fascinates him and he shakes his head. ] It's lovely.

[ lovely would be a bit of a stretch, but he sounds so very earnest. in truth he finds it fascinating. what a tree, what a creature. still, he does as he's instructed, sitting when merlin says so, straight-backed and smiling. ]

I know it's a bit short-notice, but I'm still pleased by this meeting. Doubly pleased we seem to be speaking the same language when it comes to our beliefs on magic usage.