Irish Lullaby
I wondered if the kids at Hogwarts got homesick and this was the result!
Authors note: I generally don't write about Seamus as a main character but this idea wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote about it. This is my first attempt at a song fic, I hope it isn't horrible.
Disclaimer: I don't own Seamus or the Gryffindor boys and I certainly don't own the song. J. R. Shannon's song "Irish lullaby" is not mine and has been used without permission.
Seamus lay in his bed counting sheep in his head and silently willing himself to go to sleep. "3,521…" another sheep jumped over the fence "3,522..Grrr, this is not working! I wish I was at home with Dillon, he would sing to me and then I'd be able to sleep. He sat up and fluffed his pillow and laid down on his side. He wished someone else was up so he could be with them, sometimes he absolutely hated being alone. I never felt alone for long when I was at home, my boyfriend was always there to talk to me and when he wasn't; I always had my mother to talk to. It had been a while since the sandy haired boy had thought of the boyfriend he had to leave behind when he came to Hogwarts. He still remembered the day they had both gotten their letters, Seamus' was for Hogwarts and Dillon's was for Beauxbatons. The boys had promised to write each other at least once a week and visit each other every holiday.
Even now, six years later they had kept that promise. Seamus opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out the picture of his boyfriend. "Dillon," he lightly trailed his fingers over the pictures facewhich was blowing kisses at the camera " I miss you so much." He kissed the pictured face and pulled back to study it a little. Dillon was straddling a backwards chair while blowing kisses at him and occasionally moving his blonde hair out of his eyes. I love his eyes, they're so…sexy. Dillon had hair and eyes the color of honey, making him look a little like a lion. He would have made a good Gryffindor. He was always so kind and caring. I remember how whenever I couldn't sleep, I would call him and he would sneak over to my house then he would stroke my hair and sing to me. It was always the same song…what was it called again? Hmm… I think it was called Irish lullaby. Maybe if I imagine him singing to me I'll be able to sleep. Seamus closed his eyes and tried to imagine Dillon's light and whimsical voice lulling him to sleep.
Over in Killarney
Many years ago,
Me Mither (My Mother) sang a song to me
In tones so sweet and low.
Just a simple little ditty,
In her good 'ould' (old) Irish way,
And I'd give the world if she could sing
That song to me this day.
(Seamus relaxed a little)
"Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush now, don't you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, that's an Irish lullaby."
Oft in dreams I wander
To that cot again,
I feel her arms a-huggin' me
As when she held me then.
And I hear her voice a-hummin'
To me as in days of yore,
When she used to rock me fast asleep
Outside the cabin door.
(He snuggled up with his teddy bear and Dillon's picture)
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Hush, now don't you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
That's an Irish lullaby.
(Seamus fell asleep dreaming of home)