Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter, nor do I own any of its characters, all rights are reserved to J.K. Rowling. I Do However own DJ Pierce, Brendan Durst, and Cody Januszco.
Rated: M for Sexual References, Character Death, and Sexual Relationships between characters.
-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:-:;:
I walked my way down Diagon Alley, Hunter whined in his cage. "Hunter, calm yourself. We just have a couple more stops before we can board the train to Hogwarts." The fox stared at me and gave me a look before lying down on his front paws, basically showing me he wanted to tell me "whatever." I strolled over to Ollivander's Wand Shop, a letter from Ollivander himself telling me my parents had left me something in their wills.
On my way to the shop, I passed a mirror and reflected on my appearance. Short black hair, medium build, wearing a Blue Plaid shirt with a light blue tee shirt under it, a weak tan, and bags under my eyes that were beginning to show themselves after my nights of crying into a bed.
My parents had died a month ago in a tragic accident in the Muggle World. They had told me they were living in the muggle world as part of research experiment. However, they were actually Aurors, basically, witches and wizards that defend against dark wizards, like He-who-must-not-be-named. They weren't killed by a tragic accident; they were killed by the dark wizards they were spying on. I was sent to live with my aunt in the Wizarding World. Due to the editorials in the Daily Prophet saying that Lord Voldemort had returned with his army of Death Eaters. She was greatly displeased with my choice to return to Hogwarts, however after I told her that's what my parents would have wanted, she immediately changed her mind.
I arrived at Ollivander's Shop moments later. I walked to the desk, with no one to be found, I rung the bell and sounded my voice around the shop. "Hello! Mr. Ollivander! It's David Pierce; I got your letter about something my parents had for me?" I stopped ringing the bell, I saw several boxes containing wands fall to the ground as well as hearing a few that I couldn't see. I heard him making his way to the front of the shop, the floorboards squeaking with every step he took, the creaks and squeaks getting louder as he came closer to the counter where I was standing. He shook my hand as he spoke.
"Yes! Mr. Pierce, I am deeply sorry we have to meet under these circumstances, but as part of your parents wills, I was told to give you several items they had collected on their trips. But before I am to do so, I was instructed to give you this." Mr. Ollivander said as he ripped a piece of parchment connected to the bag of mystery items that was connected by a small string. He unfolded it and popped open the seal on the back of the crest. Suddenly, the parchment came to life, taking shape to what I imagined to be my father's face. I stared at it will a saddened glance.
"Son!" my pseudo father's face spoke. "I am sorry you had to hear this, but it is obvious now, that we are dead..." The parchment face said, almost looking down, saddened. "As part of our will, we have left several things in your possession; several rare items we have collected in our gallivanted journeys through the world, the first few of these items are in the possession of Mr. Ollivander, who we have imagined has given you the very note you are being read. In the bag, is my collection of wandtips, these are my personal collection of wandtips, they enhance your magic exponentially. These are my gift to you. When you get back to Hogwarts, go to Deputy Headmistress McGonagall. Another letter awaits you there." The paper then neatly folded itself and flew into the bag of wandtips. "Thank you Mr. Ollivander, I have to be moving along now." I said as I rushed out of the shop, my new wandtips in tow, and my heart about to burst with emotion.
While running, I ran into another boy whom looked familiar, I ran past him to the nearest bench. I sat down to breathe to keep my emotions in check. The boy I had run into came over to me, he put a hand on my shoulder, and I looked up into the blue eyes of the other. "Blimey Davey! You look like you've seen a dementor!" The sandy haired teen said with a light Irish Accent. "Seamus! I didn't even recognize you! How was your summer?" I said gleefully to the other. "I would tell you, but I gotta say! Shut up ya' damn bloke! I heard what happened to your parents!" he said half yelling in the crowded alley. "Oh you heard about that?" "Hell yeah I did! We ALL did!" he said exaggerating his Irish laden voice with emphasis. "What do you mean by all?" I asked with immediate attention. "Well me, my parents, Longbottom, Lovegood, Weasley, Dean Thomas and their families as well. Granger even heard about it in the muggle world, she was in tears about it. Potter probably knows as well!"
He stopped briefly, then began again, "Well, I came over to tell ya' that were all here for you." Seamus lightheartedly told me before pulling me into a hug. "Thanks Seamus, this means a lot to me." I said smiling just past his range of view. "Hey! Don't get all mushy or im gunna kick your ass this year during D.A. practice." "NO CHANCE!" I yelled as I ran off with my stuff to pick up my last few things before heading off to the Hogwarts Express.
After stuffing my charmed trunk that was afflicted with the Undetectable Extension Charm that girls use to extend the holding capacity of their handbags, now filled with a new cauldron, ingredients for my advanced potions class, textbooks, new robes, knock-a-round clothes, candy, my broom and the cage of my pet fox, Hunter, who was now on my shoulder. I finally boarded the train with the intention of finding one of my friends, luckily, I had just spotted Seamus walking out of a most likely full room of students, he walked to the last car and I followed suite, pretending to see if there were any other cars I could enter, however, I pretended like this was the only car that was open to me, and entered, faking shock when I saw Seamus. Why was I faking shock? Because I didn't want him to realize my excitement from the fact that I was alone with him. Seamus Finnegan, my first crush.
I made my way to sit across from Seamus, with Hunter immediately jumping on his lap; I rerouted myself to sit right next to him. I tried to retrieve Hunter from Seamus' lap; however, he stopped me with a hand. "He looks pretty settled to me? Huh Davey? Plus the fact that if you scare him, he will probably scratch my junk, and, I prefer to keep it all in mint condition, so you'll be best to just leave him there." Seamus said with a bit of stern in his voice, though pissing me off calling me by that name. "SEAMUS FINNIGAN! I told you first year to stop calling me Davey, Dave, David or any variation of the name! I told you, call me DJ!" I said with slight venom in my voice, sounding through the trains.
"Ok, ok, im just pushin' your buttons there DJ! I noticed that you let me get away with it earlier, No need to get all hot headed, sorry. Though I did enjoy pushing your buttons a little after the summer break." He said to stop me from clobbering him. "S'okay Seamus, I just hate it when people call me that name. It makes me feel old and disgusting." I explained. "Yeah, well im going to take a bit of shut-eye before we get to Hogwarts." He said trying to adjust his body against the relatively well cushioned seats. "Yeah, I might grab a little myself." I said as I closed my eyes.
About 10 minutes of a failed nap later, I opened my eyes because of a small pressure on my right shoulder. I looked over at Seamus, who was sleeping on my shoulder, my face blushed fiercely, so much so, that I could feel it. Along with Goosebumps forming on the side of my neck due to his soft, warm breaths. I felt more relaxed. So much so, that I drifted into unconsciousness.
"Seamus, I love you, I don't know if you're a puff* or not, but I have to tell you!" I said, looking at the Irishman. "I fancy you too, and yeah, im a puff." Seamus said as he pushed me back on the couch of the common room. "You're a damn fool, ya know that Pierce? I mean after almost six years here at Hogwarts, and you never decided to tell me that little piece of information, though it does explain why you and Luna didn't hit it off last year." He said smiling as he threw his leg around my leg to the side of it, then he leaned down and put his hands on my shoulders. He leaned in and placed his lips on mine. I quickly took dominance in the kiss; I lightly bit down on his bottom lip."Blimey Davey, that's brilliant. I didn't know you were that good at snogging." Seamus said panting in-between words, a small blush on his cheeks. He lowered his head back down, placing his lips on mine; I stuck my tongue out on his lips, which parted way for my tongue. As my tongue entered, his passed my lips and then we began making out like mad. "Ah, Davey, let's do it right here." Seamus said obviously aroused.
I awoke due to a flash that pushed light through my eyelids, then the box car door slamming. Groaning at the rude awakening from my sweet fantasy, I found that my body had shifted its position, my entire body was now on the seat. Someone was just in the room with us, I looked down, and my face reddened again to the point where I could feel it. I saw Seamus Finnegan, the boy I had just dreamed about, lying on my stomach, with Hunter in his arms. At this point I was bound to be at full mast within the minute. Suddenly, the train pulled to an abrupt stop, which shook Seamus and Hunter awake as well. "Sorry there Pierce! I dozed off on you by accident!" "Yeah, its fine, I was sleeping as well! I guess we're here now. We should get a move on so we can catch a carriage to the Castle." I said, trying to rush out of the train.