DISCLAIMER: All the characters you see here that are in any of the Harry Potter books belong to JK Rowling and I am not her. I am simply taking them out to play.

Author's Note: I know this is an unconventional pairing, but I really like them together. I'm currently writing a long post-Hogwarts, Katie/Seamus fanfic and these are scenes of the two of them at Hogwarts. They are NOT chronological! So don't get confused if they jump around in time. And they are NOT related – as in part of a bigger story line. They're just short little snapshots (thus the title). I hope you enjoy and as always:

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Crushed

It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon, warm and sunny, a day where everyone was lounging about outside by the lake – everyone but Seamus Finnegan that is. He was in the library of all places – the stuffy, dark, dank, library. His Transfiguration Essay was due first thing Monday morning and he had actually finished it the day before but stupidly left it in the Gryffindor common room where Fred and George Weasley "accidentally" set it on fire. So, leaving his friends at the Entrance Hall, he'd traipsed upstairs to write it again. He'd thought about making Fred and George write it for him but he couldn't think of a way to do this and if he actually could have made them do it, which he sincerely doubted, they would probably have just written swear words and gotten him into trouble. No, he would just take an hour or so and write the damn thing over again. He found many empty tables inside and dumped his things down on one then pulled out his text book, a sheaf of parchment, a quill, and a bottle of ink, and set to work.

It was quiet and surprisingly hard to concentrate. He kept thinking about everyone else having fun outside while he was stuck here. After getting halfway through his essay he was officially stuck. He couldn't remember what came next. So he got up and went to find a book that Professor McGonagall had recommended to them. It was while he was searching for it that the door to the library opened and a very familiar giggle reached his ears. He felt his heart jump into his throat and he barely contained a yelp. Hiding in the first row of books he parted a few of them and peeked through the gap. His heart was racing and he found it hard to breathe. His crush was walking toward the table nearest him.

"He is just so cute," Katie Bell sighed dreamily. Seamus felt his stomach clench. Her voice was melodic and he loved the sound of it.

"We know," said Alicia Spinnet with a smirk as she glanced at Angelina Johnson.

"You tell us about a hundred times a day," Angelina agreed.

"I think it's the accent," Katie gushed on, "I just can't get enough of that Irish brogue."

Seamus felt his knees go weak at the beautiful smile on her face. For a quick moment he wondered if she was talking about him. He was Irish after all. But then almost immediately reality set in and he realized there were quite a few Irishmen at Hogwarts.

Angelina and Alicia both groaned. "Tell us again," said Angelina sarcastically, "we so want to hear all about him."

"Well it's also those dimples," Katie continued in a dreamy voice missing her friends sarcasm, or not caring about it, he wasn't sure, "they are just to die for." Seamus reached up and touched his cheeks, he had dimples. How many Irish guys in their school had dimples?

Angelina and Alicia looked at each other and both rolled their eyes.

"And, who can forget those gorgeous brown eyes?" Katie actually sighed and leaned back in her seat with her hands across her chest. Seamus nearly gasped. He had brown eyes! Was Katie Bell, the girl of his dreams, honestly sitting just feet away talking about him? Was it possible?

Angelina and Alicia both laughed and Katie joined in, "I'm sorry," she said while she shook her head but still smiling. The girls began to pull their books and things from their bags.

"You know," began Angelina, "if you don't get over this crush pretty soon you could be really heart-broken when he leaves this year."

Katie giggled as Seamus let all the breath out of his lungs. It felt like a physical punch in the stomach. They were talking about a seventh year. He was only a third. She hadn't been talking about him after all. He felt stupid and foolish. How had he let himself get his hopes up?

"That's a while from now," Katie giggled, "you never know what can change."

Angelina and Alicia joined in Katie's giggling while Seamus sank into the bookshelf behind him. He felt weak … like he'd been beaten … or maybe … crushed.

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