I am a huge Seamus fan so I decided to write a fic about him alone at Hogwarts for his seventh year. Takes place during Deathly Hallows. Trying to put in everything about Seamus we already know. If I get something wrong just tell me.

I used to write for FF when I was like 11, and I just decided to write another. Feel special and give me you input. [haven't said that in a while]

Chapter 1 hello

It was a September morning just like any other. A sandy haired boy lay sleeping in a bed of an upstairs bedroom. Above him was a poster of the Irish International Quiditch Team, the players flying around in and out of the page. A hastly packed trunk sat at the foot of the bed, half of a Gryffindor tie dangling out of it. The only other think of significance in the room was a small hand drawn portrait of a Gryffindor lion that was leaning casually against the top of a dresser next to a thin wand, creased, as if it has been picked up and moved a lot. The clock on the wall beside the Irish team struck nine, just as a woman's voice carried up through the house.

At the sound of his mother's voice, Seamus Finnigan woke with a start. He stretched his long arms out, before realizing that today was September the First, and for once, he was not looking forward to it.

You see, Seamus Finnigan was a wizard. And not only was he entering his last year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but his best friend Dean Thomas, would not be accompanying him because of the new Muggle-born restrictions, brought about by the war. Thinking of Dean however, was much to painful right now, but as Seamus glanced up, he was drawn to the lion on his dresser. Dean had drawn it during Transfiguration last year, but it felt like just yesterday he had given it to him.

It was the morning after Katie Bell replaced by Dean on for chaser on the Gryffindor team. Seamus had made it obvious he wanted to position as much as Dean did. To make him feel better, Dean had quickly sketched him a large lion and charmed it to move around and growl whenever someone said Seamus' name. Seamus was not a particualry sentimental person, so it was lucky the image [which had been hastly thrust into a random page of his Transfiguration book, and later packed away in his trunk where he found it later this very summer] had survived at all, although the charm had long since worn of.

Sighing, Seamus remembered all of the changes since then. Dumbledore's death. Scrimegour's 'resignment' , Snape being made the new headmaster, Harry Potter becoming the most wanted wizard by the ministry, and of course the new Muggle Born laws. Seamus was now facing what was sure to be his worst year of school, without his friends, without Dumbledore, without the choice to stay home in the first place.

But these thoughts were shaken from Seamus' mind with another yell from his mother. Sighing again, he began to drag the trunk towards the door, but something stopped him. Slowly, he crossed the room and grabbed Dean's drawing, smiling sadly, he tucked it in the trunk and kept going.

Platform Nine and Three Quarters was a different atmosphere. Everyone looked saddened, and apprehensive, not knowing when or if they would ever see their families again. With the war so strong, Seamus felt the same way. His mother and him had a very solemn farewell. They had never had the best relationship, but thoughts of parting with her for so long with such uncertainly clung to him and made him feel sick.

What bothered him the most was how few people he saw in his year. He mainly hung out with Dean, but he could easily be seen chilling with Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, even Neville Longbottom who was fun when he wasn't being strange. Now, he didn't know who would be here, though he suspected that Harry, Ron, and Herminone Granger would certainly not, along with Dean he though bitterly.

What he did notice was a group of three that he did talk to, at least at times. Ginny Weasley, Ron's sister and Dean's ex, Luna Lovegood, a former member of the DA that Seamus had only joined for one meeting, and Neville. An unusual group to see together, but he assumed that they to were separated from close friends.

Trunk in one hand, broomstick in the other, Seamus boarded the Hogwarts Express behind them, wondering who to sit with. Ginny turned around, being the last to enter her group's compartment, and smiled lightly. When Dean and her were dating last year, they had spent some time together, and had found to get along quite well for a boy and girl from different years.

"Come sit with us Seamus?" she asked kindly. Her smile didn't quite reach her eyes, and he could tell she was worried, probably about Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

As Seamus and Neville lifted their trunks into the luggage racks, he to wondered where the three friends were, and if they were okay

Well that was chapter one everybody. Thoughts?

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