Payback's a Witch Ch 1 Sealin, a harry potter fanfic

ORRIGINAL NAME: Payback's a Bitch

Rated R

SUMMARY: The war has ended and things have gotten a little . . . strange at Hogwarts. Seamus is sick and tired of being one of the only ones that isn't dating so Harry suggests he sleeps with Colin. Only problem is that Colin doesn't believe he's gay . . .

DISCLAIMER: I own noszing!

PAIRINGS-dominant/submissive: Dean/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Draco/Neville, Harry/Zach/Ernie, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Pansy/Colin, Blaise/Dennis

WARNINGS: Course Language, Male/Male, Uncomfortable Settings, Traumatizing Children, Sexual Situations, Anal, Rimming, Fisting

DEDICATED TO: Aurora, Michael, SamHAS, Yamisangel101 and all the others who seem to enjoy my kinky Colin.

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He covered his ears and groaned. Did they have to be so fucking loud? The brunette huffed and stared at the top of his canopy, trying to ignore the sounds of his dorm mates snogging or shagging. The war had ended so apparently everyone decided they needed to hook up and make his life miserable by shoving the fact that he was sing and horny in his damn face!

"SHUT UP!" Seamus yelled the room going deathly quiet.

"Piss off Finnigan!" Malfoy's voice carried across the room followed by his bed partner's squeak. He whimpered and frowned. Why did McGonagall have to take away his stupid wand? He wanted to cast a silencing charm already.

"Ah!"

"Ew! Dean stop shagging my sister!" Ron's voice rang out

"Stop snogging Mione!" Ginny bit back

"Be quiet I'm trying to shag here!" Harry yelled most likely glaring.

"Yeah?" Seamus spat. "Who is it this time?" Ever since the war ended Harry had gotten quite the . . . reputation. Neville let out another squeak, a snicker falling from Malfoy. "Fuck it! I'm sleeping in the common room!" he tossed the blankets off, grabbing the top one and his pillow and thumping down the stairs. "Fucking perverted jack asses! Since when is Malfoy even into people like Nev? Why isn't Harry screwing Ginny? What the hell happened to Hogwarts?" He threw his stuff down on the couch and plopped on it, watching the dying fire. This. Sucked. Ass.

Seamus groaned and stretched, hissing at how stiff he felt. He sat up and sighed, a few first years staring at him.

"Why are you sleeping on the couch?" One asked, mouth wide open, eyes huge as saucers.

"Because my roommates keep keeping me up fucking each other nonstop." He stood and grabbed his things, one of the young boys looking horrified.

"What's fucking?" Another asked confused.

"When you ram your penis up a girls crotch or guys arse . . . or a girls arse."

"Ew!" The boys squeaked and gave him a disturbed look.

"Try listening to it." He hissed, leaving the traumatized children behind. He threw open his dorm door and walked over to his bed, the other occupants just waking.

Ginny and Hermione slipped out quietly, Dean and Ron smirking. Neville opened his curtain and blushed, summoning a fresh pair of boxers, Draco sitting against the headboard, sheet pooling around his waist as he watched his lover's blush spread further down his back. Harry stepped out of his bed, Ernie McMillan filing out from behind, fully clothed, Zach stumbling after him.

"Jeez who haven't you slept with?"

"Can it Malfoy." He spat, glaring. They all headed down to the common room.

"No seriously, who haven't you shagged?" He pressed, smirking. "I'll be you've fucked everyone in your house!"

"Not me." Seamus shrugged pushing past.

"I could." Harry grinned at him.

"Thanks!" He said with fake enthusiasm "But I'm not a fan of unknown STD's. Maybe two years ago." He turned and walked off, glaring ahead, the others all laughing at the green eyed man who shot them a glare. He would screw Seamus if it was the last thing he did!"

"And I have not shagged everyone in my house!" He spat. "There's been others besides Seamus!"

"Yeah? Like who?" Dean snickered, walking down the corridors.

"Like . . . like. . . Creevey!" He pointed, said boys jumped and looking over their shoulders. Colin blushed and walked faster, dragging his brother along.

"Cols what are you doing?"

"I'm not getting in the middle of whatever scheme they're planning." He hissed. It was bad enough he had to have an operation a month ago thanks to the war! Lost his eye sight and hearing for a while he did! Good thing the person didn't use a curse. He did have a bit of memory loss though, like everything before the age of eight was a blank and bits and pieces he couldn't remember either . . . most of the war was lost to him for example.

"Hey Creevey!"

"Walk faster!" He whispered to his brother who nodded.

"Creevey!" Ron repeated. "Has Harry every shagged you?" Colin froze mid step, blinking surprised.

"Of course he hasn't Colin's still a vir-"

"Shut up!" He slapped a hand over his brother's mouth, the other boys' faced breaking out into ones of amusement.

"Really now?" Malfoy grinned as they entered the great hall. Colin groaned and glared at his brother, shoving past him and heading to his table, plopping down and thumping his head off it, face reddening. "So little Creevey, what about you? You still a virgin?"

"No I lost it like almost a year ago." He shrugged and walked off. The others broke out into a fit of laughter. Colin's fifteen year old brother was getting shagged and he was still a seventeen year old virgin.

"So why they teasing you now?" Seamus muttered, poking his porridge.

"Because I've never shagged anyone." Seamus shocked on his pumpkin juice and Colin's eyes widened. He started patting the taller's back until he stopped coughing.

"Never?"

"Nope. I don't have any desire to really. I'm too busy with school, Dennis and opening up my own photography business, a wizarding one too!" He said with a huge, brilliant smile. His dorm mates and Malfoy sat down still snickering.

"Creevey did you know your little brother is shagging someone?" Dennis was waving his arms frantically and shaking his head, trying to get them to stop. He groaned and Colin stiffened, his eyes widening comically.

"What the bloody fuck? Why is everyone getting shagged but me? This is fucking ridiculous!" He yelled, thumping his head off the table again just as Malfoy pushed a plate of food in front of him. The others snickered and Colin whimpered, shoulders sagging as he lifted his head from the plate of scrambled eggs with ketchup. Seamus covered his mouth, trying not to laugh and handed him a napkin. The blonde snatched it out of his hand and started wiping the mess off his face and the tips of his hair.

Dennis bit his lip and sighed, shuffling his feet. He didn't want Colin to know he had been shagging someone . . . well . . . getting shagged at least. He looked up and locked his blue eyes with deep brown, blushing furiously at the amused look.

"So who are you fucking?" Harry asked grinning.

"More like who's fucking him." Draco snickered, Neville rolling his eyes.

"You can be such a prick sometimes."

"Mmm but you love my prick."

"Ok! Did not need to know that!" Seamus yelled glaring along with Colin, Neville blushing and looking away.

"Jeez you're pissy! Just shag someone already! Fucken hell." Ron muttered.

"Watch your language Ronald!" He rolled his eyes.

"Yes dear." He grumbled out, Hermione swatting at him.

"Who am I going to shag huh?"

"We coul-"

"No thank you Harry!" He hissed, glaring.

"Shag Creevey."

"WHAT?" Both yelled, at Draco's suggestion.

"You're practically desperate and no one else seems to want to fuck Creevey so why don't you?"

"I never said people didn't want to have a shag with me!" Colin gaped. "I said I wasn't interested!"

"Denial!" Half his house yelled.

"You're just upset because you're gay and can't admit it." Ernie muttered, walking up behind the other to mumble in his ear.

"I'm not gay!" He growled, shoving the other off. The others looked at him in disbelief. "I'm not!"

"Prove it." Malfoy snickered.

"How?"

"Snog someone." He shrugged. The smaller gulped.

"A-all the girls are t-t-taken." He stuttered, looking away.

"Pansy isn't" Draco pointed out. "Hey Pansy!" Said girl bounced over.

"Yes Draco darling?" she batted her lashed and Neville glared at his bisexual boyfriend even though Malfoy was immune to Pansy's cleavage by now.

"I'll give you ten sickles if you snog Creevey." He smirked and she looked the young boy up and down.

"Actually Creevey's looking pretty good lately. You age well." She winked and his eyes widened, a squeak leaving him. "Keep the sickles, I'll kiss him anyways." The brunette smirked and walked around the table and towards the other. Even Seamus could see the blonde's horrified and scared look.

"Have you ever kissed anyone before?" The brunette but in. Everyone stopped and looked at Colin who blushed. "Besides a peck. I mean full out snogged."

"W-w-well you ah, y-you see-"

"Holy shit! Creevey's not just a virgin he's innocent as all fuck!"

"Am not!" He yelled at Pansy who rolled her eyes and grabbed the back of his neck, yanking him in for a bruising kiss. Colin went to shove her off but was nervous about accidently grabbing her chest. She reached down and he yelped, shoving her away and stumbling. "What the fuck?"

"Huh, he wasn't even hard." She frowned and he glared.

"Of course not you bitch! You fucking sacked me!" The others snickered and she shot him a nasty look.

"Or maybe you are gay." She stated with a smirk.

"I'm not gay!" He barked at her.

"Prove it!" She yelled and Colin groaned. He was supposed to prove it by kissing her! "Snog a boy. If you get hard, you're a pouf." She stated simply, nods and whispers flowing.

"Seamus isn't getting any, maybe he should snog Colin." Harry snickered out. The brunette rolled his eyes and continued poking his porridge with a spoon.

"Agreed." He groaned and Colin frowned.

"I don't want to kiss a boy!" the blonde muttered, sitting back down.

"Just do it and get it over with! First you have to actually snog Pansy though!" Malfoy stated, leaning in for a better view.

"Fine!" He growled. Pansy sat on his other side and turned his head, the blonde nervously leaning in, meeting her halfway, mouths opening and tongues sliding. He felt the sudden urge to retch and scrunched up his nose, hands sliding up his thing to cup and fondle him. She let out a frustrated sigh and pulled back.

"Nothing. Not even a tiny little, twitch." She flicked his nose with the last word. Colin shifted uncomfortably. "Seamus, you were watching, do the same thing I did."

"Whatever." He turned and brought his and Colin's lips together, resting a hand on the other's knee. Their mouths opened and he felt the blonde shiver when their tongues brushed, his fingers twitching.

Colin wanted to reach out and grab the taller's bicep, see if it was as strong as it looked, slip his fingers in those darker locks to see if it was really that soft. The older slid his hand up the thin thigh and cupped him, rubbing in slow, circular motions, a mewl leaving the other. Seamus chuckled and pulled back.

"I got something alright." He muttered, still rubbing the smaller through his bottoms. Colin whimpered and dropped his head to the broad shoulder, grabbing the older's upper arm. No, it was stronger than it looked. His breathing hitched and he hesitantly pressed his lips to the taller's neck, a throaty moan running along his ear.

"Well that settles it, Creevey is gay enough he sparkles!" The short boy's eyes widened and he shoved the Irishman off when Malfoy's words broke through to him. His eyes reddened slightly as whispers ran around, people pointing and snickering at him. His brother gave him a small smile and he grabbed his things off the desk and walked off quickly, out the front door and to the first tree he found, plopping under it. Life. Sucked. Ass.

"I say," Harry mumbled to his group, "we convince little miss perfect to join us at the party tonight, see just how far he'll go in a game of seven minutes in heaven."

"How will we know?"

"We charm the door." He stated simply. "We make so that we can see in it but he can't see out."

"That sounds kinda fun actually." Ron said grinning. "Make sure Shay ends up in there with him." They looked up and did a double take. They had waited for Dennis to leave the table before talking but what they saw next was rather surprising. The smaller was blushing and smiling at a Slytherin, the older boy trailing his fingers along the pale jaw, the flirting more than obvious.

"Told you he was being shagged." Malfoy muttered.

"Did you know it was Zabini though?" Hermione asked surprised.

"Nope." The bleached blonde stared in shock as Blaise leaned down, the smaller eagerly meeting him for a heated kiss, laughing when the taller lightly trailed his fingers down slim sides, making him laugh and squirm.

"Hmm we should get them to come tonight too. Get them in the seven minutes of heaven"

Colin sighed and walked back into his common room. He looked up and blinked. Where was everyone?

"Colin there you are!" Harry said grinning. The smaller groaned and went to walk away. "Wait! There's a party and you've got to go! Dennis went too."

"And?"

"Seamus will be there." Harry tried. The smaller stiffened and cleared his throat.

"D-Dennis right?"

"Yeah."

"O-ok." He followed him up to the room of requirement, trying to ignore the lightly flirty touches and comments towards his developing body. They stepped into the room and music filled their ears.

"We're playing twenty minutes in heaven, you know the game right?" He asked, the smaller nodding, he thought it was supposed to be seven minutes but whatever. Colin sat down nervously and watched person after person disappear for a while. At one point he watched the Irishman disappear with Dean, returning with messy hair but nothing else was out of place.

"Colin Creevey and . . ." The blonde's head shot up "Seamus Finnigan!" Pansy called out. The blonde blanched but stood, following the other to the closet. The door closed and a small amount of light filled the room. Seamus sighed and sat down on the comfy chair, knowing damn well it was the only one.

"So . . ." Seamus sighed looking around. The smaller shuffled his feet.

"Are you gay Seamus?"

"P-pardon?" He blinked surprised.

"Are you gay?" He tried again, the other staring at him shocked.

"I'm bisexual actually." He said quietly. The smaller nodded. "And you're gay." It was a statement.

"No!" He shook his head. "Pansy's just . . . revolting." He made a face.

"What about Hermione? Susan? Ginny, Hannah, Luna, the Patail twins?" The smaller sighed and shook his head. "What about Harry?" He smirked when the other blushed. "Malfoy? Ernie? Zach, Ron, Dean, me?" He watched the smaller get darker and darker with each name, biting his lip when Seamus mentioned his own. "Face it love, you're flaming."

"Like it matters who I like." He mumbled.

"Go on." Seamus tapped his lap and the smaller shook his head no.

"I can't get others pregnant. It's one of the problems that happened after the war. I can never be a biological dad and the guys I like are either, straight, taken, ass holes or taken." He leaned against the wall and stared at his shoes.

"You like me right?" He received a nod. "Well I think you're attractive." Blue eyes snapped up and met his. "So, here we are two blokes who find each other attractive alone in a dark room. Come on Cols, what do you say?"

"Fuck it." He straddled the taller and pressed their mouths together hard. Seamus nipped the smaller's lips, a moan falling into his mouth as their tongues tentatively brushed. Seamus lifted his hands and placed them on narrow hips, sliding it just under the shirt, fingertips brushing warm, soft skin. Colin tentatively placed his hands on the broad chest and shivered, feeling himself harden inside his slacks. He hesitantly slipped his hands down the other's chest, teeth clanking, moans slipping out.

Seamus broke the kiss and attached his mouth to a slim neck, a throaty moan reaching his ears. Colin's head lulled to the side and he bit his lip hard, reaching out to loosen the taller's tie, mewls bouncing around the room

The others snickered when the door close, the wooden object doing see through, the others voices filling the room.

"This is boring." Run muttered as they chatted. Half the room flinched, a wave of guilt running over them when they heard about Colin being unable to produce children, then, the blonde jumped the Irishman, and the other's gaping in shock.

Seamus started popping the buttons on the white shirt open, the younger moving his hands so the taller could push the fabric off, sliding his hand beneath the younger's shirt, the smaller's arms rising. The brunette trailed his hands up the other's chest, thumbs running over hardening nipples before tossing the material to the ground. He leaned forwards and nipped the pert bud, a shaky breath reaching his ears. He slid his hands back down the small frame and the younger slowly raised himself, groaning and lips pressed along his stomach, a tongue darting out to taste the flesh, dipping into the creases between the forming muscle and slipping into the young man's navel

Colin gasped and cried out, bucking when a mouth closed over his covered erection, breathing hot air onto it. "O-oh gods!" He whimpered and bit his lip hard, tangling long slender fingers into those soft, thick locks, his head falling back.

"Ride me." Seamus whispered so it was barely audible. Colin looked down with lust filled eyes and seemed to contemplate his options. Should he ride the taller? "Please?" He dipped his fingers into the smaller's slacks, the pad of his fingertip running along his leaking slit. "I swear to make you feel amazing." He muttered out in a deep, sultry, heavy Irish accent, the smaller shaking.

Colin climbed off and the brunette sighed heavily, gaping when black slacks hit the ground followed by dark purple boxers. "You swear?" The smaller whispered, slowly straddling the taller again.

"Fuck yes." He groaned when fingers trailed down his chest and popped his bottoms open, yanking down the zipper and pulling out the thick shaft.

"Shit." The smaller gulped and looked at the older. "N-now what?" Seamus summoned his wand and casted a quick lube spell, slicking up his member.

"Brace your hands on the back of the chair. The smaller rise slightly and did as told, the taller reaching up and circling his entrance teasingly. Colin gripped the material and panted, hot puffs of breath repeatedly ghosting over his engorged member. "Mmm I have an idea. Stand for a minute." Colin climbed off and Seamus yanked his bottoms down and kicked them aside. "On the chair again, same position."

The smaller eagerly obeyed and blinked confused when hands gripped his arse cheeks, squeezing a bit before spreading them, hot breath hitting him. "Seamus what are you- oh fucking Merlin!" His arms gave way, another lick hitting him before the wet muscle wiggled its way into his body, lapping at his insides. "Oh sh-shit that's good!" He panted and bit the fabric of the chair, crying out as the older made jabbing motions, moaning against him, sending vibrations and shivers through him. "Please! Oh Merlin's sake please!" He yelled, gaping. The tongue left and two digits slid in slowly. He bit his lip, pants still leaving him, mewls falling.

"Have you ever experimented with yourself Colin?" Seamus mumbled, spreading his fingers, the smaller groaning and pushing back, nodding frantically. "Mmm hoe many fingers have you worked yourself up to?" He muttered.

"F-four." The older moaned.

"H-hold a hand up." The smaller did as instructed and Seamus pressed their palms together, smirking. "Four of your fingers are three of mine." He mumbled, the smaller shivering and nodding, grabbing the fabric again. A third finger pushed in, the smaller stiffening slightly, hissing but relaxing his body. "Mmm you're really fucking tight." He mumbled, carefully moving his hand, spreading his fingers. "Do I have your permission to try something?"

"Mhmm." The smaller nodded, moaning and biting his lip. A loud and slightly pained gasp left him, a fourth finger sliding in. "O-ow!"

"Shh." Seamus reached around the smaller and stroked the leaking shaft, a whimper falling from the smaller's mouth as he pushed his hand forwards, his eyes rolling when the younger swallowed him up just past his knuckles. Heavy, uneven breaths left the petite blonde and Seamus carefully rotated his hand, pressing against the bundle of nerves, a loud cry leaving the smaller.

"A-again!" The older pulled his hand out slightly and pushed it back in, the younger whimpering and pushing back against him.

"Kinky fucker aren't you?" He asked surprised, his own shaft leaking heavily. He pulling his hand back and bit his lip.

"D-don't even think about it Seamus Finnigan!" The smaller hissed at him. "Y-you are not fisting me!" He glared over his shoulder, the look was not taken seriously though when the smaller gasped and his eyes rolled, a thumb being added. He whimpered and his eyes watered, one hand stroking him, the other sliding in, millimetres at a time, rubbing his prostate. His head swam and his breathing picked up. "S-s-stop!" He threw his head back and cried out, Seamus sliding his hand in just past his thumb's knuckle, the younger, exploding onto the chair. "Hurry up and fuck me dammit!" He growled out. Seamus removed his hand and yelped when he found himself on the floor, the smaller straddling him.

"Uh!" His eyes rolled and he arched and the smaller impaled himself on the hard, thick length, somehow still managing to be unbelievably tight and he ground down against the Irishman, gasps falling from both.

"Ah! Ah!" Colin voice raised a few octaves and he tossed his head back, the other thrusting up into him, panting heavily and grunting, sweat gathering on his brow. He watched surprised as the younger twitched and blinked. How the fuck could he get hard? His breath caught when the smaller yanked him up by his tie slightly, pressing their mouths together, tongues mingling, and the pressure building.

"Oh fucken hell Colin ride me." He hissed out the smaller mewling and grinding down in a circular motion. He let go of the taller, Seamus flopping onto his back and running his hands along soft, pale thighs, the younger running his own digits along the older's chest.

Colin brought his hands up and grabbed the back of his own neck, tilting his head up and mewling and he rocked with the taller, red, swollen lips parted, short breaths leaving him. Seamus bucked into the smaller, a boil hitting his stomach and licking his abdomen, the blonde's cried getting loud and closer together and he ground down hard and faster.

"L-l-l-lift your hips!" Seamus practically shouted and Colin obeyed. The brunette grabbed the slim items and thrust up hard into the other, breath hitching and a loud yell leaving the blonde. The smaller met his thrusts eagerly, the older calling out and arching repeatedly, tingles flying through him.

"S-Seamus?"

"Y-yeah?" He whimpered and Colin gasped.

"C-cuming!" He breathed out and stiffened, a scream leaving him as he climaxed, his seed slipping out, clenching hard around the taller, pulling his orgasm form him. Seamus filled the smaller and moaned at the sight before him, the smaller's essence exploding out of the blonde and landing on Seamus, startling his slightly when a bit landed on his lips, some sliding down his neck.

Colin panted and leaned down, their lips meeting spreading the younger's cum between them, tongues sliding softly together, smiles gracing their features. The smaller plopped his head on the broad shoulder, both exhausted and breathing heavily.

Mean while the others that had been watching sat with wide lust filled gazes.

"Did you know Creevey's a kinky prat?" Draco asked quietly, receiving nothing but head shakes. "Well at least he can stop bitching at us sharing a bed with someone. I'd say he found his perfect partner."

"I can't believe I just was my brother almost get fisted by another bloke!" Dennis squeaked out, his hands over his eyes, Blaise staring at him with amusement, the smaller looking horrified and disturbed.

"Mmm" Colin stretched and yelped, grabbing his lower back, pain shooting up his spine.

"Don't move yet." Seamus whispered from next to him, placing a hot pack on the smaller's lower back.

"Did we really . . ?"

"Yeah, we did."

"Shit." The smaller said breathlessly with a goofy smile. "Fuck you're pretty kinky eh?"

"I'm not the one that came because someone put their fist up my arse."

"I'm not the one that put the fist up there." Colin countered.

"Touché" Seamus smiled and leaned over, grinning when their lips met, a happy moan falling into his mouth.

"I'm going to be really stiff today aren't I what with sleeping on the floor and such."

"Probably." Seamus ran his fingers through light locks.

"A-are we dating?"

"What?" The older pulled back surprised and blinked. "Dating?" He looked around and bit his lip; the smaller's face falling and his eyes watering. He was a one night stand! "Well I didn't ask you out but if you're interested I could take you out to Hogsmeade or something next weekend." Seamus offered nervously. Blue eyes lit up and a giant smile crossed the smaller's face, him nodding frantically. The brunette chuckled. "Then it's settled. We are indeed dating." He kissed the pale cheek and concentrated, a bed forming in the room. Colin blinked and Seamus smiled at him. "Better?"

"Much!"

"M'glad."

"Mmm so what do you say?" Seamus muttered deeply into the smaller's ear.

"I don't know . . . they might get mad."

"They do it all the time!"

"Really?" The smaller asked surprised.

"Yes! Come on, you'll see."

Harry, Ron, Dean, Ginny, Hermione, Neville and Draco covered their ears, loud cried of pleasure reaching their ears. Seamus had closed the curtains and wasted little time in throwing the smaller's legs over his shoulders, lifting him up and pounding down as hard as he could, mouth open, eyes rolling, the younger screaming and tossing his head, arching, yelling for him to go harder. The older brought his hand down on a pale thigh and the blonde yelled out, practically begging the taller for more.

Now the rest of them knew how he had felt. That's right, payback's a bitch and justice is a whore.

So . . . What did you think?