This is the sister story to "Just to See Him Smile". In this story, there will be slash, slight language, sappiness and a potentially unhappy ending. If that doesn't bother you, then by all means, read on.
WARNING: This contains the couplings of one-sided Seamus/Ron, one-sided Seamus/Dean and Harry/Draco implications. I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters portrayed in this piece of fiction.
If You Love Him...
"Oh..." Harry said. I had just finished my lengthy explanation of why Draco Malfoy was in love with him and I think Harry was still in shock. I'd be shocked too, I mean, Draco Malfoy was the last person I would've thought of to fall for Harry Potter.'
By the way, my name's Seamus Finnigan, and I'm the one who told Harry about Malfoy's attraction to Harry. I think I rather shocked him. Most people would be in a state of denial by now. He's still in shock. It all happened yesterday when I asked Harry for advice about my love life. Come to think of it, I never didn't get any advice from him... we got a bit sidetracked when I revealed my love interest was a boy.
Oh yes, I'm gay. A certain Lavender Brown put me off girls forever. I doubt Harry's going to be of any help to me now... I already asked nearly everyone in Gryffindor Tower about what to do... Normally, I'd just tell the guy that I'm attracted to him and hope for the best, but this guy's different. For one thing, he's almost annoyingly straight. And I know that if I blow it and he thinks I'm weird, which he undoubtedly will, he'll ignore and be uncomfortable with me. I don't want that. I'd rather be friends forever than have him be cold toward me. My heart's not strong enough to have him like that to me.
Harry got up to wander about the grounds. He needed to calm his mind, I surmised. I picked up a final piece of toast and sauntered up to my dormitory.
"Dragon snout," I said to the Fat Lady. She swung open and I climbed in the portrait hole. The common room was empty expect for a couple third-years giggling about some secret. Everyone was outside, enjoying the clear brisk day. I, however, needed to be by myself. The room I showed with Harry, Ron, and Neville was quiet and clean. The house-elves must've come in while we were gone.
I laid myself down on my four-poster bed and began to sort through my thoughts. I glanced over to the stripped bed over to my left and sighed. That had belonged to Dean Thomas.
He was my best friend and my first love interest. I told him once... he rejected me, but we were still friends afterwards and we acted the same as always. Last year, he told me his Muggle parents had decided to pull him out of Hogwarts; with You-Know-Who on the rise, they didn't want Dean in danger. I thought it was stupid of his parents and told him so, after all, You-Know-Who attacks Muggles first, but he knew what I was hiding underneath. So, to make me happy, as we didn't know if we'd ever meet again, he kissed me good-bye. I haven't seen him since the end of last school year.
I moped for quite some time... I believed I'd never get over him, as it always is with first loves. But then I began to notice Ronald Weasley. He wasn't all that good-looking, he was long-winded, temperamental, and irrational. But I began to notice him nonetheless. He wasn't cute and charming like Harry. He wasn't as nice and considerate like Dean... but I was strangely attracted to him. I couldn't help it. So there I was, stuck with no way out. And with no advice whatsoever from the cutest guy in Gryffindor. I was in deep shit.
So ends the first chapter! I hope to have the others out soon, but what with school and the evil people who teach me, I can't be sure. Review and I shall love you forever.
Misty Shinigami
WARNING: This contains the couplings of one-sided Seamus/Ron, one-sided Seamus/Dean and Harry/Draco implications. I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters portrayed in this piece of fiction.
If You Love Him...
"Oh..." Harry said. I had just finished my lengthy explanation of why Draco Malfoy was in love with him and I think Harry was still in shock. I'd be shocked too, I mean, Draco Malfoy was the last person I would've thought of to fall for Harry Potter.'
By the way, my name's Seamus Finnigan, and I'm the one who told Harry about Malfoy's attraction to Harry. I think I rather shocked him. Most people would be in a state of denial by now. He's still in shock. It all happened yesterday when I asked Harry for advice about my love life. Come to think of it, I never didn't get any advice from him... we got a bit sidetracked when I revealed my love interest was a boy.
Oh yes, I'm gay. A certain Lavender Brown put me off girls forever. I doubt Harry's going to be of any help to me now... I already asked nearly everyone in Gryffindor Tower about what to do... Normally, I'd just tell the guy that I'm attracted to him and hope for the best, but this guy's different. For one thing, he's almost annoyingly straight. And I know that if I blow it and he thinks I'm weird, which he undoubtedly will, he'll ignore and be uncomfortable with me. I don't want that. I'd rather be friends forever than have him be cold toward me. My heart's not strong enough to have him like that to me.
Harry got up to wander about the grounds. He needed to calm his mind, I surmised. I picked up a final piece of toast and sauntered up to my dormitory.
"Dragon snout," I said to the Fat Lady. She swung open and I climbed in the portrait hole. The common room was empty expect for a couple third-years giggling about some secret. Everyone was outside, enjoying the clear brisk day. I, however, needed to be by myself. The room I showed with Harry, Ron, and Neville was quiet and clean. The house-elves must've come in while we were gone.
I laid myself down on my four-poster bed and began to sort through my thoughts. I glanced over to the stripped bed over to my left and sighed. That had belonged to Dean Thomas.
He was my best friend and my first love interest. I told him once... he rejected me, but we were still friends afterwards and we acted the same as always. Last year, he told me his Muggle parents had decided to pull him out of Hogwarts; with You-Know-Who on the rise, they didn't want Dean in danger. I thought it was stupid of his parents and told him so, after all, You-Know-Who attacks Muggles first, but he knew what I was hiding underneath. So, to make me happy, as we didn't know if we'd ever meet again, he kissed me good-bye. I haven't seen him since the end of last school year.
I moped for quite some time... I believed I'd never get over him, as it always is with first loves. But then I began to notice Ronald Weasley. He wasn't all that good-looking, he was long-winded, temperamental, and irrational. But I began to notice him nonetheless. He wasn't cute and charming like Harry. He wasn't as nice and considerate like Dean... but I was strangely attracted to him. I couldn't help it. So there I was, stuck with no way out. And with no advice whatsoever from the cutest guy in Gryffindor. I was in deep shit.
So ends the first chapter! I hope to have the others out soon, but what with school and the evil people who teach me, I can't be sure. Review and I shall love you forever.
Misty Shinigami