Nagini Is Forgetful

A/N: Here we go, another human!Nagini drabble inspired by my online roleplays.

"What's her name again? Miss dragon?"

Credence looked up from his spellbook, seeing Nagini walk in and take a seat beside him at the table.

"I'm sorry," Nagini continued, folding her hands in her lap. "There are so many new places we've been and people we've met. And I've never been good with remembering names."

"You can remember my name," said Credence, smiling a little. "My old name," he added, glancing back at his spellbook. He'd only been studying magic for a couple weeks, his wand carefully tucked away in his pocket.

"Oh, but I can always remember your name," said the Maledictus, returning his smile. "It might take a while for the others. Like the dragon lady and the shiny rice lady."

Credence set his book on the table, removed his wand and gave it a few tentative waves.

"Your name is special, Credence. In my native language we say kepercayaan, which means trust. Did you know that?"

"No, I didn't." Credence felt heat rising in his cheeks. He tried to concentrate on his spellwork, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.

"That's how I'm able to remember your name, Credence. Because you're very trustworthy. And then there's the shiny rice lady. She wears shiny clothes and likes to play with rice. So I just make up nicknames. Like the tasty hair lady. What was her name? Wallburger?"

The words had barley left her mouth when Walburga entered the room, and it was at this particular moment that Credence tried casting a transfiguration spell on an apple in a bowl of fruit. Only the spell missed the bowl entirely, sending a jet of light ricocheting off the wall where it struck Walburga square in the face, changing the sniffy old lady into a hamburger.

Nagini gasped and Credence nearly dropped his wand.

"Credence, what happened? What do we do?"

"I-I don't know," the Obscurial stammered. "I was listening to you and thinking about burgers, a-and s-she just... I didn't mean to!"

He looked helplessly at Nagini, not knowing what they could do to put Walburga right again.

.oOo.

Later that evening, after Maisie finished giving Alecto a bath, the Maisie walked into the living room and saw her husband licking an oversized hamburger.

"Amycus," said Maisie, putting her hands on her hips. "Where did you get that hamburger?"

"What? This?" Amycus paused, pointing to the burger with his tongue. "Credence and Nagini brought it to me. They said they needed someone more experienced who knew how to remedy the situation."

Maisie chuckled in amusement and shook her head. "And you decided licking was the answer."

"Naturally. Because when a problem comes along, you must lick it." Amycus grinned, then continued licking the hamburger.