His laugh. It's what I love most about Seamus. It was what first got me to notice him, It was first year on the train, I was walking down the
aisle to find a compartment when I heard him laugh. I turned to look at him, he was surround by people
all laughing with him but none of them as loud or as truly happy and carefree as him. That was when I
first became infatuated with him, I wasn't in love, in fact I was jealous, because I never had and never
would be able to laugh like that, never be able to feel completely happy. Malfoys don't laugh, but
Seamus did and I hated him for it. Seamus was popular everyone wanted to be his friend and why
wouldn't they, it was a common sight to see Seamus laughing and joking with those who were lucky
enough to be called his friends. The thing about Seamus is his laugh was infectious and his smile made it all
the way to his eyes like he was always happy, like making people life was his lifelong goal. It
wasn't until about third year that I started to notice other things about him, his hair, his eyes, his accent,
his body, his lips. I'm not sure when exactly it became love but I know was still jealous but not of him,
of his friends. Who were they to deserve to be around Seamus and enjoy the total happiness that came
with him? The only time Seamus wasn't the center of everyone's attention was when Potter was in the
room. That only fueled my hatred of Harry Potter, what did he ever do that made him more loved then
Seamus. Sure Potter had a pretty tragic life, but so did a lot of people. So what if Voldemort was after
him, he was after me and every other slytherin too (albeit for a different reason, but for those of us who
didn't want to become death Eaters it was just as dangerous, even more so because we didn't have
Dumbledore protection). Potter's nothing special, but Seamus, Seamus is amazing. Even now as I watch
him sleep in my arms I think he's amazing. He stirs and opens his eyes; "Good morning" I say and kiss
him. He laughs and I fall in love with him all over again. "Draco, It's raining" he says "It can hardly be
called good can it" he shakes his head laughing at my stupidity. But it is a good morning, because last
night Seamus agreed to marry me, and no amount of rain can bring me down when I hear Seamus laugh.
A/N- Okay so this is a Seamus/Draco one-shot, I hope its ok my last attempts at writing fan fics haven't turned out to good. Please Review
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Draco or Seamus or anything else in this story besides the plot.