Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter Books, or the movies, or the cast members or anything. But believe me, I wish I did.
I thought it would be so cool to write this series. This first chapter is about Padma Patil and Seamus Finnigan.
Padma Patil drummed her foot against the floor of the Great Hall, glancing at Ron. He looked rather dead and unhappy. He was probably wishing he hadn't come with her. Angrily, she stood up.
"Ron, are you going to ask me to dance or not?" she snapped, staring at Parvati, who was gleefully dancing with a boy from Beauxbatons.
"No," he snapped back, not even looking at her.
Padma stood for a moment, staring at him. Then she stormed off, furious. She wastes her date on Ronald Weasley, and he doesn't even talk to her! Weaselbee! He was so lucky to get her, so lucky! And he doesn't even dance with her! That stupid git could never-
Suddenly, Padma stumbled, falling forward, screaming. "What the bloody hell was-"
"Gosh!" Seamus caught her. "That was a wand," he said, standing her up again. "Didn't you see it?"
Padma shook her head. "No, I was too busy being mad at-"
"-Ron," Seamus finished for her. "I saw. I think he's really mad at Hermione. She came with Viktor Krum."
"So what?" Padma said. She didn't understand, but she was ready to be mad at anything Ron did.
"I don't know," Seamus said. "He says she's like 'fraternizing with the enemy' or something. It's stupid."
"I bet he's just jealous of him," Padma said. "He got Hermione Granger and all Ron got was-"
"You're just as good as Hermione," Seamus insisted.
Padma blushed. "Um, thanks I guess," she said. "I guess you're-well-you know-"
There was an extremely awkward silence. Padma smoothed down her long plait and Seamus picked up the wand.
Glancing up, Padma caught Seamus's eye. Before they knew it, they were both laughing.
"I'm sorry," Seamus said, shaking his head. "I didn't mean-"
Padma grinned. "Yes?"
"I didn't mean that I like you or-"
He stopped. Padma looked rather affronted. "Not that I don't-" he tried to finish, but she stormed away.
Outside, the garden was decorated with lots of little lights, and fairies flying around, sprinkling dust. Padma sat down hard on a bench, full of anger again. What a horrible evening. Ron wanted to go with Hermione instead, and Seamus didn't even like her a little bit. Why hadn't she just stayed back at the Common Room. That's what Luna had done, and she seemed perfectly content. Of course, that was Luna, too.
"Hey, Padma!" Seamus ran into the garden. He looked a little angry, too, but with himself.
Padma sighed. "I'm sorry," she said, though rather coldly. "I didn't mean to disrupt your date or anything."
"Oh, I didn't have one really," Seamus said, waving his hand aside impatiently. "You didn't disrupt it, anyway. I didn't mean that, I was just trying to make things less awkward."
"Well, you certainly did that," Padma said, still mad. "Look, I'm really sorry, Seamus. Tonight just isn't a good time. I'm really mad at everybody."
"Are you mad at me?" Seamus said, sliding in next to her.
Padma looked at him for a second. Something inside her broke into a very warm smile. She hadn't ever noticed how wonderful Seamus was. He was so different from horrible Ron, she wasn't even sure how they could be in the same house. Of course she wasn't mad at him.
She sighed. She was madly in love with him.
"No," she managed to say, smiling a little. "Not at all."
"I didn't think so," Seamus said. "Not really, anyway. I mean, I'm such a good guy!" He laughed.
Padma laughed, too, and hugged him. "You are," she said. "So much better then Weaselbee, anyway."
Seamus laughed again. "Everybody's better then Weaselbee," he said truthfully. "But don't tell him I said that."
"I'm not sure I'm ever gonna speak to him again, anyway," Padma said. "He's such a jerk, isn't he?"
Seamus slid his arm around her. "I've always thought so," he agreed. "Secretly, of course."
"Of course."
Padma leaned into, Seamus, smiling. "You know, I'm not mad at him actually."
"You aren't?" Seamus stared at her. "I thought you said you weren't ever going to speak to him again."
"I probably won't," she said, "but I'm not mad at him."
"Why not?" Seamus asked, confused.
Padma stayed silent for a minute, smiling at Seamus. He heart felt very light, like she could fly all the way to the top of the castle without a broomstick. She was sure if she tried, it would be easy. Easier even then yelling at Ron.
Finally, she looked at Seamus and said, "Because he made me trip on that wand."
Did you like it? I hope so. Don't you think it was at least a little bit cute? ;)
The next chapter is about Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy. I plan to do more soon!
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Linley :)
