The moon light danced across my bare chest as I ran through the forbidden forest; blood caked against my skin. Howls filled the air as they escaped the mouths of some eager Deatheaters. Just get back to the school, I thought to my self, you'll be safe there. I finally burst through the forest line and back onto school grounds, but my assailants weren't far behind. I looked back into the woods to see if they had stopped chasing me when I collided into Draco Malfoy. He smiled his cocky, yet sultry, smile and helped me up.

"Out a little late, aren't we Hennessey?"

I hated when he called me by my last name. "Look, I told you my name is Aaron." I gave him the best glare that I could muster.

"What're running from looking like that? Some girl actually like you?" His laughter kicked at my already battered body.

"Shove off, Malfoy."

"Make me."

I stood up and glared at Draco causing him to smile. As I reached for my wand a spell whipped past my head; the Deatheaters had caught up to me. Malfoy suddenly spun me around, wrapped his arm around my throat, and aimed his wand at my attackers.

"Sorry boys, Daddy said I could have this one for myself."

I couldn't see his face but I could almost feel the evil pouring out from behind his smile. One of the Deatheaters put his wand away, and with a think Russian accent asked, "Can we watch?"

"M-m-Malfoy…what-what're you g-g-gonna do to me?"

"Shut up, pet. From now on, you're mine." I had never heard Draco say something with a more serious tone. He threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach as a deatheater moved my wand away from me.

"I'll teach you not to question the Dark Lord's existence," was all Draco muttered as he aimed his wand right at my face. A bright light leaped from the tip of his wand as I blacked out.

I woke up in the hospital wing alone and in pain. Nurses passed right by me, as if I were invisible. I began to feel the pain spreading through my body more rapidly as the medicine and spells began to wear off. Yet, time seemed to stop the second I heard his think Irish accent.

"Where is he?"

I turned to the doorway to see Seamus Finnigan holding a disheveled coupling of wild flowers. He ran to my bedside, pushing nurses out of his way; he was followed by a flustered Luna Lovegood.

"Dammit Hennessey, what'd you do now?" His warm smile helped my pain recede. What can I say, he's my best friend and I'm madly in love with him.

"I hope you're all right. It doesn't look like the nargles took anything." Luna's seemingly vacant eyes had an illusion of insanity, but I've always thought her insanity to be brilliance.

"I'm fine, just wasn't watching where I was running…cliffs around here…pop up out of nowhere." I couldn't bear to look at Seamus; I didn't want him to think I was weak.

"Well, I must be off. Ginny and I are going to study for potions. I hope you feel better Aaron" said Luna with her sweet, child-like voice.

"Thanks Luna" and with that she left. The nurses seemed to leave too; the only people in the room were Seamus and I.

"Hennessey…"

"Look Seamus. I appreciate the attention, but I'm fine. You have class, so I suggest you go. Can't have Gryffindor lose more points" I smiled the best smile I could manage, even though I knew I had hurt his feelings.

"Yeah…ok. I'll come back later." He looked so defeated. "Hey Aaron? I…" I could tell he was thinking of what to say, if only he would say it, "Never mind. Get better."

He dropped the flowers on the nightstand beside me and sulked out of the room. By the way Seamus, I love you I thought to myself. I'm such a bloody idiot.

The snow softly danced to the ground as I stumbled into the Gryffindor House common room, and immediately had people fussing over me, "Are you all right? What's wrong? Need any help?" the momentary kindness was sickening.

Harry and Ron walked down the spiraling staircase and looked right at me. "Bloody hell, you look awful," joked Ron.

Instead of responding to Ron's comment I just laughed. Harry and Ron walked past me as I made my way up to my bed. As I reached my bed I heard Dean Thomas and Cormac McLaggen talking about my current state.

"What happened to him? Did he really lose a fight to Malfoy?" Cormac whispered.

"Looks like it. That explains why Seamus was so upset yesterday." Dean responded.

I shut the door so I wouldn't have to listen to them any longer; the constant gossiping was annoying.

Why would my fight with Draco upset Seamus I thought to myself. Oh well.

Before I could even get comfortable Seamus burst into the room and slammed the door. All he had on was a small towel wrapped around his waist. Water trailed down his slender, but sculpted chest; his cheeks were a rosy red and he was out of breath.

"Seamus…you're wet"

"Aaron! You're back!" he looked down at his bare chest, "Yeah, some wise-crack pulled a prank on me in the bathhouse. I'll change so I'm not bothering you."

"Oh it's no bother," I blurted out. After I said this I could feel my cheeks reddening but I also noticed Seamus' towel was "tenting" a little bit. "I-I mean, don't worry. You're not a bother." I attempted. Seamus turned around quickly trying to hide his face. I noticed him occasionally shivering as he searched through his trunk. I grabbed my blanket and hobbled over to where he was standing.

I whispered, "You need this more than I do," into his ear as I wrapped the blanket around him. My hand lingered on his sturdy shoulder as he reached up and held my hand. He muttered "Thank you" under his soft breath. I turned to walk back to my bed but was turned around by Seamus; still holding onto my hand. I looked into his eyes as he knelt before me and I knew I wasn't the only feeling something. I opened my mouth to speak but before the words could jump of my lips he pulled me to his lap, on my knees; he had still yet to release my hand. He caressed my face with his free hand as he leaned in and brought his lips to mine. I closed my eyes as he pulled me in deeper. I had one hand clutching at his firm chest while the other was still intertwined with his. He began to slowly stand, bringing me with him. Without breaking our kiss, or dropping my hand, we walked to the side of his bed. He sat me down, and momentarily released me from his grasp's as he peeled my shirt off of me. As soon as my shirt was out of his way we were back to the way we were. We slid onto the bed; I was lying on my back with him on top of me. We were slowly becoming one person as our bodies slid into place amongst each other. He let go of my hand as he reached down and fiddled with the clasp of my pants. A moan escaped from his mouth as I began rubbing my hands down his chest. I stopped when I reached his pants; I noticed they were already unfastened so I slid my hands beneath the inviting fabric and pushed them down to reveal his tightly packed boxer briefs. I got one index finger under the waistband when a cough rang out through the air. Seamus froze on top of me, making it harder for me to see who had created the sound.

Cormac sheepishly walked into view, his face as red as our house colors. "Um—I don't mean to intrude but…" before he can finish Harry, Ron, and Dean burst into the room laughing. Their laughter immediately stops as their eyes land on Seamus and me. Dean and Ron began to laugh again while Cormac and Harry awkwardly stood at the foot of the bed. Harry turned and pushed everyone out of the room, but before he left he turned and said, "You two better finish up, I can't keep them out of their own room forever." As Harry shut the door Seamus fell down on top of me causing me to gasp. Seamus rolled off of me and sat on the edge of the bed. I pushed my self up to rest on my elbows, but before I could ask what to do now Seamus gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

"You know Seamus, you can't keep doing that." I teased.

"Why, don't you like it?" He positioned himself so he could look right into my eyes, "You do like it right?"

I began to blush as the right words to say attempted to come forth. "It's just—I didn't expect it"

Seamus turned away from with a sigh, his head held up by wavering arms. I crawled up behind him and wrapped my hands him. "I never expected my dreams to come true Seamus. Especially with the impending do—" before I could finish my thought Seamus had pulled back into his lap and kissed me. We slowly broke apart as he whispered, "I'm glad I could do something right." "I hope it just doesn't 'blow up' in the end" he added with a chuckle. We both decided it was best to get dressed so the others could come back in. luckily enough, as soon as we had gotten dressed they burst back into the room. Dean and Ron seemed upset to see both of us standing, and clothed, while Harry and Cormac seemed relieved. Seamus and I would have to be more careful from now on.