Hagrid's Garden

Neville walks down to Hagrid's Garden for a nice little stroll around Hogwarts with The Sword of Godric Gryffindor. He finally got down and was observing the plants and "AHHHHH! YOU AGAIN." He says seeing the snake he had tried to kill last time. He began to march in a circle around it singing "Go away big green monster, go away, go away. Go away big green monster go away, go away, Go away big green monster, Go away big green monster, Go away big green monster, GO AWAY." Then Neville threw the sword into the air, feeling like he had intimidated the snake and sent it charging down to the ground, chopping the little snake's head right off. Then he walked back up to the castle feeling very accomplished.

I FUCKING LOVE YOU.
I LOVE MY MIND FOR IMAGINING THIS.
LOVE. IT.

For those of you who read this and are wondering, Matt showed me this video, and I had the mental image of Neville going up to Nagini and singing it before beheading it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4coi65CT1G4

Nev & Eowyn...... there aren't words for my love...

I can't help but second this.

Viktor walks over here after his shower incident and HOLY SHIT A SNAKE! Oh. It'd beheaded. Good. He sits down far away from the snake with his face in his hands because the only person he can talk to this about is Fabian. Yup. That's it. But he won't complain if Regulus shows up because he sort of wants to fuck him senseless right now.

Fabian frolics down to Hagrid's Garden, wondering where Hagrid is exactly, before seeing his wonderful friend Viktor. Who looked a bit miserable, quite frankly. "Oh, hello there Viktor!!" he greeted. What a happy kid, that Fabian Prewett.

Viktor looks up with a small, forced smile. "Hey Fabian," he mumbled, feeling sad and guilty.

Fabian frowned, sitting next to his buddy. "Well, that wasn't exactly the greeting I was looking for..." he tucks a strand of hair behind his ear. "Why the long face?"

Viktor groans and looks up at Fabian. "You don't vant to know," he mumbled. "Trust me."

Fabian's usually calm and fabulous face was replaced with worry. "Crap. That bad?" he scoots in a bit next to Viktor, as if giving him reassurance. "Come on, you can talk to me, you know. Well, if you want to, that is. I won't pry if you really don't want to talk about it."

Viktor sighed. "I just...I feel terrible about something I did. Er- something that happened. Today. In the showers. Vith...Sirius." He notices Fabian's shocked expression and realizes he needs to continue what he was saying LIKE NOW. "Not that! NO! Um. It's just...Ve vere training together and he vos sore so I gave him a massage. Then he gave me von, and...Vell, it's not like it's my fault...But I feel terrible for...Um..."

Fabian looks a bit confused. "You feel bad for giving him a massage? Well, I mean, it's probably an intimate process, I guess, but I mean, if you were really so-- That wasn't it, was it? What happened?"

Viktor looks down at the ground, unable to look Fabian in the face but grateful that they talk about sex together all the time, making this conversation less awkward. "I just don't think Regulus vould approve of me having to deal vith a certain situation after getting a massage from the brother he just so happens to despise."

"A certain situa--" he stops and his eyes widen. "Oh dear. Don't tell me you had to deal with... Little Viktor?"

"Um. First of all, Little Viktor is not so little. He's actually pretty fucking big. But yeah, that's vot happened, and I know it's really not my fault. It's not Sirius' either. But Regulus vould never understand. He'd hate me if he knew."

Fabian put his hands up, palm out. "Sorry, sorry. Didn't mean to insult your obvious masculinity," he says, smirking. "But, Regulus can't be mad for that. I mean, he could be angry at Mother Nature, I suppose, but he would never, ever, NEVER hate you. Aren't you both going to go off and have Bulgarian babies in a Bulgarian home?"

"Trust me. He can get mad at me for that. Regulus is the jealous type, and it doesn't help that he hates Sirius," he says with a frown, remembering his chat in the showers. "Sirius doesn't think Regulus is mature enough to be living vith me this summer. He's right, I guess. It's sort of a big decision, and Reg is barely 16."

Fabian nods. "It's weird to think that you'll be so far away. And I think that Sirius has a point, you know. It is a big decision and... Well, I'm not going to give you guys a lecture or anything, but, you know." He looks up at the sky. "He is pretty young, isn't he? I never really thought about it."

"Yeah, he is," he said sadly. "I've never felt this vay about anyvon before though. I just assume he felt the same vay about me, but now I don't know."

Fabian frowned. "Viktor, I mean, I'm not some crazy relationship-master or anything, but I know that Regulus doesn't just like you. I mean, there's something there between you two, whether or not it's hormone driven. Seriously."

"I know, I know. I just don't know vot to do. I don't feel right not telling him, but I feel like he'd overreact if I did tell him. He'd never be able to trust me again."

"Well, trust is important in a relationship, right? And you're like, a super-perfect boyfriend, so, you should probably tell him." he smiles.

"You think I should tell Regulus that his brother gave me a boner," he said with a completely serious face, looking unamused.

Fabian looks away a bit awkwardly. "Well, I suppose... When you put it like that..." he frowns. "Well, this is making you really upset, isn't it? I mean, in that case, then you should tell him. You know, if it upsets you, that is."

"I should," he said, still frowning. "I just know he von't understand. He already thought that something happened vith Sirius and me. I vant him to be able to trust me, but every time I make a small mistake he assumes the vorst of me."