The Library

"Well, okay. So you're gay? Thanks for telling me in one of your many letters home!" She rolls her eyes. "You would know if boys are dangerous or not! I wouldn't, as I'm never allowed to be in close proximity with any!" She looks at the invite, and says to Mya, "OH REALLY? THAT'S ADORABLE!"

Viktor laughs. "Of course he's gay. He's Fabian Prewett."

*Hermione smiles, but wonders how Alice didn't know Fabian was gay.... it was pretty obvious once you got to know him, after all.*

Thanks, Alice.

Fabian glares at Viktor in a way that says, 'this-totally-doesn't-help' sort of way. "I'm sorry, I'm not much of a writer, okay? This isn't the time to talk about this. I need to plan a baby shower!" he turns to Hermione. "Do you have the guest list, Hermione?"

"Fine!" She stomps off into the corner to sulk because everyone is being mean. GUYS, I PUNCHED SIRIUS BLACK. DON'T CROSS ME.

*Hermione slides over a sheet of parchment covered in names because it's an open invite so I'm sure as hell not listing everyone.*

Here, Fabian.

*She frowns and looks over at Alice.*

Are you ok, Alice?

"Hmm, oh yeah. I'm great." She grumbles and pulls out Gid and Fay's most recent letter.

school going well. send food. love gid and fay

"These two have a way with words."

[Thanks to Cissy for this lovely piece of writing.]

*Hermione reads the letter and gives Fabian a look of deep reproach.*

That's what you send home to your little sister?

"Well, this is alright. I'll have to borrow a few owls, but that's fine. I EVEN HAVE A PURPLE SPARKLY QUILL!" he says, whipping it out and showing her. "Will this work for the names on the envelopes?" he looks at the letter. "Okay, that's a bad example!" he pulls out an unsent letter and shows it to her. "See! This is a recent one of mine!"

dear, mom and dad and alice and molly and everyone else,
we are fine. haven't blown up the school yet. we're alive. see you this summer.
love,
gid and fay

P.S. send more cookies. they were good.

Viktor chuckled. "And I thought you vere so keen on details." He smirked, remembering their conversation with Regulus before.

Fabian laughs. "That was different!" he lowers his voice. "By the way, was he REALLY that good?"

Viktor grins and leans forward to whisper in Fabian's ear. "You have no idea."

*Hermione gasps at the purple sparkly quill.*

OMR where did you GET that? I love it! Hmm... that letter is ever so slightly better. I suppose. Almost full sentences and everything....

Alice grumbles and flops over on the floor. "AND WHAT DO YOU GUYS DO WITH MY SIX PAGE REPLIES? MERLIN."

"We so need to discuss this." he says, eyeing Alice and Hermione. "I say a slumber party is in order. Jammies and all. We have a spare bed in our dorm and our other roomate is hardly ever there. You're welcome anytime." he pulls away and looks at Hermione. "I think I actually got it as a gift... Alice, did you give this to me?" he asks, holding it up. "If you did, thank you very much." he looks at her. "And I save all of your letters. We have a drawer full of them. We like reading them sometimes." he said innocently.

Viktor leans back in his chair and chuckles. "Sounds like a plan to me."

*Hermione is in her own little world, dreaming of purple-themed baby showers*

Alice sits up quickly. "It was for Molly... Did you steal it from her?" She then flops over again, and says in a muffled tone, "Oh, well, that's nice of you guys. AND NO COOKIES FOR YOU. Mum sent some with me for you, but I don't feel like giving you any!"

Viktor is in his own little world thinking about Regulus and the things he can do with his tongue.

*Hermione spots the look on Viktor's face and wonders what he's daydreaming about right now....*

"WHAT? NONONONONONONO PLEASEEE? PLEASEEE? PL--" he is then loudly and rudely 'shush'ed and he promptly sticks out his tongue at the librarian. He turns to Viktor. "Will you please convince her? Use your Viktor CHARM!" he turns to Alice. "This is Viktor Krum, by the way."

Viktor laughed. "Alice, you really should share the cookies," he tells her, feeling like a mother lecturing two children. "Sharing is caring, is it not?" He winks at Fabian.

*Hermione is busy daydreaming about Remus and cream cheese frosting.*

Hmm? Oh yeah - everyone likes cookies....

Alice hides under the table. No one was getting her cookies. "Yeah, I heard," she says in between bites of cookie. She pops her head out briefly. "Do I look like I give a flying duck? THESE. ARE. MINE." She sticks her tongue out at Fabian and resumes hiding under the table.

Fabian nods seriously. "Unless it's saliva, body fluids, or STDs. Meaning no touching other men. Got it? NOW CAN I PRETTY PLEASE HAVE THEM PLEASE? I HAVE BEE DEPRIVED OF MOTHER'S COOKING FOR FAR TOO LONG!" he pouts.