Fabian and Viktor were happily moving forward in their relationship. Viktor had made plans, with the help of Fleur, to whisk his boyfriend off to France for their first Valentine's. Fleur had been given the family townhouse in Paris, and was happy to lend it to them for the weekend. She and Charlie were remaining closer to home for the holiday, though Charlie was tight lipped on plans. Neville was not the only one headed back to the UK, as Moody was officially dating Tonks. He had agreed to have dinner with her parents, to the shock of all. Regulus would be the only one without a date, as Severus and Remus were official as well. He was getting his life back though, and had recently been hired by Moody who had officially taken over the auror training school there. Regulus was not an auror, but he was teaching an animagus class there part time now. Fleur had an idea for someone to set him up with, but Regulus was still putting any thoughts off. He was training his son, who had taken the potion, and revealed he could be an animagus. Regulus thought a dog or something similar, with his Black blood, and Gideon had been a fox. Remus had smiled a little when Fabian had proven to be a wolf, and looked quite like him. Regulus could admit, to a small pang of jealousy, when he saw. He respected how close his son was to Remus, and they were growing much closer, but at times it was hard.

Fabian was happy to be whisked away to Paris, Valentine's on the Saturday. They left early Friday afternoon though, as they had plans for the evening, and no work after lunch. They had been convinced to go on a double date, with Oliver and Adrian, since the holiday was the next day.

Fabian looked about. "I am surprised they're late."

Viktor smirked. "Maybe we can ditch them and…."

Fabian kissed him. "You agreed to this."

Viktor laughed. "I guess he isn't too bad, but we finally ditched the chaperones."

Fabian reminded him. "We have tomorrow."

Viktor drew him in. "I don't plan to share tomorrow with any one."

Fabian pouted. "You plan on sneaking away and having a quiet day alone."

Viktor nibbled on his ear. "Oh I think I will need one person for company."

A groan came from behind. "Well tonight is not the night."

Fabian turned to see Oliver. "Don't tell me you are on my chaperone's pay roll."

Oliver smirked. "I have very strict orders."

Viktor shook his head. "I think we have a change in plans."

Adrian elbowed his own boyfriend. "Play nice."

Fabian looked at the pair. "What did you have planned for us tonight?"

Oliver played dumb. "I thought you two were doing the planning, we did last time."

Of course it was a joke, and Adrian had made reservations as always. Fabian was starting to think it was a Slytherin thing, Adrian had a lot in common with the Malfoys. Viktor fit in well there as well, the Bulgarian version it seemed. Adrian had good taste though, and since he had been living in Paris longer than Oliver and the other two were visiting, he was the best picker. They had loved dinner at the top of the Eiffel tower at New Years, and they didn't doubt his ability tonight either. Fabian was just happy to see his friend so happy, and obviously in love.

They headed the opposite that night, not above the city, but in fact below them. Though it looked like a wine cellar, they were down in the famous sewers of the city, which were famous among tourists. Of course this restaurant was unseen by muggles, much like the last.

Fabian loved the restaurant and food. "If nothing else you have good taste."

Adrian looked hurt. "That is the only thing I have going for me?"

Oliver played. "Well and your money of course."

Adrian nudged him. "I will demand a pre-nup you know."

Fabian's eyes twinkled. "Pre-nup?"

Oliver turned to him. "Not yet, and don't think you'll be going crazy on our wedding like the twins, if and when it happens."

Adrian agreed. "Our mothers will be bad enough."

Oliver looked at Viktor and back. "Maybe you will beat us to it."

Viktor answered as Fabian blushed. "And let the old men really be put to shame? Wouldn't think of it."

Adrian noticed some people dancing and turned to Oliver. "Join me."

Viktor looked at Fabian as they were left alone. "Should we?"

Fabian stood. "I am not to blame if your toes are black and blue."

Viktor smiled as they danced. "Just need more practice."

Fabian snuggled into his arms. "As long as it's with you."

Viktor titled his head up for a kiss. "I'd hope so."

After dinner the four of them left, choosing not to have dessert there. Though the food and wine was amazing, Adrian had other plans for them. Fabian was surprised, when they came to a small muggle bistro along the river. It seemed an odd choice to end the night, after the dinner. Like most old bloods, Adrian had taken a liking to some muggle things, but he had better taste. But it seemed Fleur had suggested the place.

Fabian was surprised to hear that. "Why would she?"

Viktor wasn't sure until he saw someone. "Maybe for entertainment."

Oliver laughed. "The waitress or the bus boy?"

Hermione heard them and turned. "You. You little….."

Fabian smiled. "I see law school and the ministry is working out well."

Ron snapped. "I know you are to blame for this, both here and back home."

Fabian shrugged. "I thought you and your father would like your new job."

Ron went red. "He should have headed the new department. Now he is head of waste disposal."

Viktor hid his laughter. "Seems fitting for both of you."

Hermione looked at Viktor. "I should have known you were some homo freak. No wonder you dumped me."

Fabian kissed Viktor and sneered at her. "Even if he was straight, he had better standards."

The manager came over. "Get back to work the both of you, or you'll be fired."

Fabian called to Ron. "I get she is working as she goes to college, what happened to your cushy job here?"

Ron growled. "I am not going to wipe asses for a living."

As they took their dessert to go, Viktor told him what he knew. Fleur's dad had some influence, and saw to Ron. He had been demoted to bathroom attendant, a step down from his waste disposal position back home. He seemed to think working as a waiter in the muggle world was better, than handing out hand towels at the French ministry bathroom. It seems both he and Hermione had found it near impossible to find work. Arthur had kept the job, at least keeping his old salary, he was too old. Fabian hadn't taken his job as promised, just thought the man needed a change of scenery. And knew the only way to get Ron out of his job, was to get him to quit.

Fabian stopped Viktor from apologizing. "I think this was the perfect entertainment for the night."

Though he hadn't minded the company the night before, Viktor was happy to have Fabian to himself the next day. They spent the afternoon in Paris, but had dinner plans for Versailles. He had not told Fabian any of the pans, and hoped they worked out better than the café before. He had known about the new job for Ron, but not where he had gone to work after quitting it. Fleur had not told them at New Years, but had told Fabian what she knew, after they returned back to school. Fabian had to wonder how long before they left France, and tried further abroad.

A day in the museums of Paris, Fabian was not sure what to expect that evening. They had headed back to the townhouse so they could change, before they headed out for dinner. His boyfriend continued to amaze him, when he saw where they were.

He looked around. "This is beautiful."

Viktor kissed him. "I know you have and do live in a castle, but Versailles is so different."

Fabian had to agree. "I have seen photos, but they don't do justice."

The host at the restaurant spoke. "Reservations?"

Viktor nodded. "Krum."

The man smiled. "This way, special arrangements have been made for you."

Fabian raised an eyebrow. "Special?"

Viktor was confused. "I'd like to take credit, but I can't."

The man showed them to a private table out in the gardens, permitted as tours were closed for the day. "This is your table."

Viktor helped Fabian into a chair. "I didn't plan this."

The man motioned to the wine. "I believe there is a note. Your appetizers will be here soon."

Fabian smirked as he read the note and shook his head. "I should have known."

Viktor cocked an eyebrow. "Fleur? It looks like her dad's wine."

Fabian shook his head. "It is, but somehow Lucius."

Viktor laughed. "Spies amongst us."

Fabian shrugged. "Moony says it's because he didn't get to meddle in my life for years."

The man was his cousin by marriage or some sort, and was close to Severus as well. It seemed he and his wife heard they'd be in France this weekend, and did some snooping. Fabian had a feeling it was more Narcissa than her husband, even if the note was signed by him. And considering the wine there was no doubt where they learned the dinner reservations were for. Though he wasn't a fan of meddling, neither Fabian or Viktor could complain about it. Or the food choices, as they found dinner had already been ordered for them.

Dinner in the gardens, music and dancing, the night seemed perfect. Fabian and Viktor both had gifts for each other, but it was the one they shared which they couldn't open, that made the night special.

As they danced, at the same time they said the words. "I'm in love with you."

Fabian was blushing. "I have wanted to say that for a while."

Viktor agreed. "I can't think of my life without you."

Fabian walked with him through the gardens. "You know tonight is a sign of things to come."

Viktor laughed. "I say we elope when we get to that point."

Fabian shook his head. "I need the twins and my family, and you need your parents."

Viktor agreed. "My mother would never forgive me. We just won't let Narcissa know until the day of."

Fabian laughed. "There may be no grooms."

Viktor drew him into his arms. "I am not proposing yet, but one day soon."

Fabian kissed him. "I will hold you to that."

Viktor took him to apparate. "I had one last plan for us."

Fabian was amazed when they arrived at what he realized was the top of the arc de triumph. "It's amazing up here."

Viktor handed him some wine they found at a picnic basket up here. "Privacy spells, I thought more special than the Eiffel tower."

Fabian agreed, as they shared wine and looked up at the stars and the down at the lights of the city. The tower had been amazing, but they were alone here, and the city seemed theirs. When they got back to the townhouse, Viktor went to leave him with a kiss at his door, but Fabian drew him into his room. Tonight was a night of firsts, the first time they admitted they were in love, not just love, and Fabian wanted another first. It took little encouragement, to convince Viktor to make love to him. He'd have done so long ago, but knew Fabian wasn't ready. Later as they fell asleep entwined in one another, they knew they'd spend their lives together.

Fabian was confused in the morning, when he found the other side of his bed empty. He was used to it, but Viktor slept with him. He slipped into his robe, and headed down the stairs. He thought maybe Viktor had gone to see to breakfast for them.

Finding no one, he called the elf. "Have you seen my boyfriend?"

The elf bobbed. "He be thinking master asleep longer. He go out to get food for master."

Fabian smiled. "Breakfast in bed. Maybe I should return."

There was the sound of the floo though and the elf said. "Someone be coming through."

Fabian went into the sitting room and looked at Fleur in confusion. "What are you doing here?"

Fleur was pale. "Charlie and I were meant to have lunch with you."

Fabian was reminded this was her home. "Viktor just stepped out, but I am sure…"

Fleur cut in. "Viktor is the reason I have come."

Fabian stopped. "What's wrong?"

Fleur was pale. "He had a run in with Hermione and Ron."

Fabian felt faint. "What did they do?"

Fleur tried to calm him. "They were arrested, used magic near muggles. They likely face banishment."

Fabian's heart was racing. "What happened? Where is Viktor."

He knew it was serious, if the two of them were facing banishment. It was a serious offense to do magic around muggles, but not one worthy of being banished. As long as the muggles didn't know what was happening, on the continent it was actually allowed. He knew if they were being arrested, and she was here, something serious had happened. As Oliver and Charlie appeared behind her, his fear only went up.

Fabian demanded to know. "Someone needs to tell me what has happened to Vik."

An: Lots of Valentine's fluff, sorry no detail in sex but new regulations plus I suck at writing it. And drama at the end. Don't worry, soon all we have left are Molly, Arthur and Ginny, and Fabian's future will be bright.

So show me lots of love, and I'll update soon.