Meeting Dean's Parents
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Harry Potter. Or Seamus. Or Dean. I only own Dean's mum's name.
"Come on, Shay. She's not bad. She knows you make me happy, and that I make you happy. She loves me unconditionally." Dean told his boyfriend of a year. Seamus Finnigan was still scared about meeting Dean's mum and dad.
"What's your mum's name? That might help me."
"Well, she remarried. She told me you could just call her Maria." Seamus nodded. 'Who did she remarry?' Seamus wondered. Dean finally came out of the dormitory's bathroom wearing black trousers that matched Seamus', and a red tee shirt. Seamus was throwing shirts everywhere trying to find one to wear. He finally decided on a blue tee. He looked toward Dean.
"How do I look?" He asked looking at himself in the full length mirror. Dean gave his boyfriend that up and down look.
"Oh you look adorable." Dean said laughing at Seamus' pout.
"I don't do adorable." Seamus muttered.
"You look handsome, then." Dean replied putting his arms around Seamus. Seamus smiled brightly, and hugged the taller man. They walked to the fireplace, and flooed to Dean's house. They stepped out of the fireplace in the living room.
"Mum, we're here." Dean called out. A few minutes later, a beautiful woman in her late thirties came in the room. She had dark skin, black hair, and brown eyes. She was wearing blue jeans and a light brown shirt. Seamus was shocked at how much his boyfriend resembled Maria. 'They could be twins!' He though. Maria beamed at Seamus. She hugged Dean, and then hugged Seamus.
"Oh, you must be Seamus." Maria assumed, her hands on Shay's shoulders, holding him at arm's length. Seamus nodded. "I'm Maria. Dean has told me so much about you." She let Seamus' shoulders go, and asked,
"Do you boys want something to eat before dinner? There are a few snacks in the kitchen." Maria turned to Dean. "Oh, and your father will be a little late. The ministry is holding him back for some reason." 'Huh?' Seamus thought. 'I thought Maria remarried. And I thought Dean's dad was a muggle.'
Maria left the room. Dean turned to look at Seamus. Seamus asked the questions that were bothering him. Dean chuckled, smiled, and explained to Seamus that yes, his real dad was a muggle, and yes, his mom remarried. But Dean calls his step-dad Dad because he's like the dad he never had. Seamus nodded, understanding dawning on him. Dean led Seamus into the dining room where Maria was putting food on the table. Dean and Seamus helped her set everything up. Dean sat beside Seamus and his mom at the table, leaving one seat open for Maria's husband, right beside Seamus. The three began eating, and Maria asked about school and their days, etc. About half an hour later, the sound of someone stepping out of the floo could be heard.
"Maria, I'm home." a deep voice said, getting louder as a tall, dark man stepped into the dining room in purple robes. He looked at Dean, then at Seamus.
"Hello, Seamus." he greeted the Irish man.
"Hello, Mr. Shacklebolt." Seamus replied, his voice just above a whisper, and his eyes wide.
"Please, call me Kingsley." Seamus nodded. Kingsley took his seat beside Seamus, and filled his plate. Once every one began eating again, Kingsley glanced at Seamus quickly, and asked,
"So Seamus, do you plan on anything after Hogwarts?" Seamus swallowed his bite of food and answered.
"Well, I want to be the quidditch instructor at Hogwarts." Kingsley looked thoughtful and said that Dean wanted to be the Muggle Studies teacher. Seamus looked at Dean. Dean never told him that. The dark man blushed, and grinned sheepishly, as if knowing what Seamus' face stated. Then he shrugged and continued eating. After dinner, Maria told everybody to go to the living room. Minutes later, she came out with butterbeer and red wine. She set the butterbeer and the wine glasses down. She poured the wine into the glasses, and handed one to Kingsley, while pushing the butterbeer glasses to Seamus and Dean. Maria sat beside Kingsley on one of the couches.
"So, Seamus, what are your intentions towards Dean?" Maria asked.
Dean choked on his butterbeer, and Seamus turned red. Kingsley chuckled, but looked at the Irish man, waiting for his answer, with his arm around Maria's shoulders.
"Well, I have enough money saved up, I was going to ask him to move in with me."
Maria and Kingsley shared grins, while Dean looked at Seamus in shock.
"Were you really, Shay?"
Seamus looked at him. "Well yeah. I love you Dean, and I wanted us to be together. Is that okay?"
Dean happily threw his arms around Seamus' neck.
"Of course, Shay! I'd love to move in with you. I love you, too."
"All right then. I'm happy for you two. I must say though Seamus, if you hurt my little boy, I will hurt you in the most painful way I can think of. And I've read many murder stories, I can make it painful."
"Mum! Don't be mean."
"I understand, Maria, and I promise I won't hurt him. I love him too much." Seamus told her, looking straight into her eyes. Kingsley nodded, knowing it went out to him, also.
"That's good. I would hate to have to think of a way to get my wife and myself out of Azkaban." Seamus paled a little and put his arm around Dean's shoulders.
"What about kids? And marriage?" Maria asked nonchalantly. Dean looked at Seamus, and Seamus looked back.
"I would like to have a few kids. After marriage, of course." Seamus quietly responded. Dean half-smiled, and agreed.
"Would they be your own children?" Both Dean and Seamus had matching dumbfounded looks on their faces.
"Men can have kids?" Dean wondered. Kingsley chuckled, and answered yes. Both men learned something new. Dean wanted kids of his own, and he wanted Seamus to be the other parent of his kids. Maria looked at Kingsley.
"King, honey, let's go to the library. There are a few books I want to read and I'm too lazy to Accio them to me." She whispered dragging her husband to the library. Seamus turned to peek at Dean.
"Seamus, I want kids." Dean quietly whispered.
"I do too, babe."
"But we made a vow not to shag until marriage and I didn't know if you were ready yet." Seamus looked deep into Dean's eyes.
"Of course I'm ready. I love you, Dean. I love you so much. You make me happy, and I make you happy. Every morning when I wake up next to you, I can't stop grinning. You complete me Dean Thomas." Dean started to tear up. He pressed his lips to Seamus'.
"That's all I needed to know." He said, getting down on one knee. Seamus' eyes got wide, for the second time that night, and Dean grabbed his left hand. Dean reached into one pocket, and pulled out a black velvet box.
"Seamus, I love you with everything I have. When I wake up next to you every morning, I feel so indescribable. It's amazing that you feel the same way. I remember when you were in first year, and you told me with a dead-serious face, and you told me you'd never get married. Yet here we are, six years later, with me proposing. You complete me Seamus Michael Finnigan. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?" Seamus was at a loss for words, but he managed to get out a 'yes, of course, Dean!'
Dean slipped the silver band on Seamus' left ring finger, and put his arms around his waist. Seamus pulled Dean closer to him, and kissed him deeply. It was passionate, and full of love. When the two separated their mouths, they smiled at each other.
Author's ramble: I love Seamus and Dean together. They're so cute as a couple! And yes, I made Dean's mom's name Maria. And I made her married to Kingsley. I like it. If you don't, well then why did you read it silly head? Anyway. So I was thinking about making a chapter two, or maybe a sequel. I don't know though. Reviews make the world go 'round. So please leave one :)