A Sunny Spot

"Um...He vos a bit upset, but he understood, I guess. I mean, it vos just a kiss and it's never going to happen again. And Regulus doesn't need to know. I actually got to explain myself," he said with a smirk. "Vith Fabian he jut assumed that I vos cheating on Regulus."

"Ohh," He said, "So being Sirius' friend gives you the option to have a trial before the verdict. Very nice." He ignored the 'it will never happen again' part, like usual.

Viktor decides that he's said 'it will never happen again' quite enough, and hopes that he's finally gotten the message through to Cedric. "I guess so," he said with a small laugh. "Don't vorry. I'll make sure he doesn't hit you again," he teased.

Cedric narrowed his eyes, "Oh, yeah. Thanks for stopping him, too." He said sarcastically, "I'm hurt, Viktor. And my stomach may never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health."

Viktor laughed. "Go to the hospital ving. I've spent so much time in there this year. I vant nothing to do vith nursing. I've done that enough vith Regulus. I might as vell give up Quidditch to become a healer."

"Don't." Cedric said, "You'd be a lousy healer. You've got no empathy." He shook his head, "Quidditch and healing do not mix."

"I've got plenty of empathy. Just not for you," he teased as he lightly hit Cedric in the arm.

Cedric pouted, "Well, that's not fair. If you've got plenty, there's enough to go around."

"I've got a lot of friends, Cedric. Looks like you're out of luck," he said with a smirk.

"Fine." He said, crossing his arms over his chest, "Then you can't have any of mine. And trust me, one of these days you'll want it. You'll be all, 'Oh, Cedric, I'm in so much pain, von't you help me?' And I'll just laugh." He did a very poor imitation of Viktor's accent.

"Right. I think I'll be able to find it somevare else if I must," he said with a laugh. "I don't need your sympathy." I just need your sex.

"Wow, way to stab me in the heart." He said dramatically, "You don't need me for anything. Maybe I'll just go rot in the Hufflepuff dorm doing Hufflepuff things."

"Vy don't you go visit Hagrid? I bet he's feeling pretty lonely right about now," he suggested with an amused grin.

Cedric threw his quill at Viktor, hopefully leaving a nice ink mark on him. "Why don't you go visit him? Tell him why you're so intrested, hmm?" He asked with a laugh.

"Because I have a boyfriend. I get laid on a daily basis," he replied though he hasn't had sex with Reg for a few days now. Oh well. Cedric doesn't need to know that.

"Not like that, you don't." He grinned, "You saw the size of it. A dinosaur wouldn't be able to give you anything like that."

"Vell, you're single. Go get it. I'm not holding you back from vot could be the best sex you vill ever have," he said as he gestured in the direction of Hagrid's hut.

"I'll pass, thanks. I'm not entirely sure I'm ready for the luggage that comes with it. I'll stay single for a while. The lone wolf. I like it." He grinned.

Viktor smirked. "Get him drunk. I'm sure you could pull off a von night stand vith the friendly giant."

Cedric's eyes widened into a shocked expression, "I can't believe you think I would do that. Besides, I probably couldn't afford that. Imagine how well he could hold his alchohol! I bet giants have drinking parties all the time. Well, when they're not, y'know, fighting each other."

Viktor laughed. "That's true, but he's only half giant. Just get him a ton of that Firebeer stuff. I'm sure you could pull it off. It'll be vorth it, Cedric. I mean, I vouldn't do it, bu I'm sure you'd enjoy yourself."

"Well, thank you for that lovely insight, but I'm afraid I'll have to pass. That's a little to adventurous for me."

Viktor scoffed. "Fine! Be that vay. Poor Hagrid. He's probably pretty lonely out there in his hut all alone."

"Why do you think Hagrid's gay, anyways? I'm sure he could get a respectable girl if he came out of his shell once in a while." Cedric said, quick to take the attention off himself.

"This is Hogwarts...Almost every guy here is gay, but I guess you're right. He's probably not. Bet he's still lovesick over Madam Maxime," he said after some thought. Poor Hagrid.