Seamus,
Owl was no trouble at all. You may be wondering why I've sent my own owl, Dulce, with this letter, but that's because Owl did manage to steal some of my breakfast this morning. Don't worry, after grabbing my wand and transfiguring him into a throw rug, he was no bother.
Relax, that's a joke. Owl has made friends with Mother's owl, and so I've decided to let him rest here for a bit before sending him back. I hope that's all right, feel free to use Dulce until yours is returned.
Camping and a muggle game. That sounds…intriguing… Like I always say, anything is bearable after a Long Island Iced Tea or two, and is downright amazing after a third. That's a not-so-subtle hint to make sure and have the appropriate spirits on hand for my trip. On a more serious note, I really hope my tagging along and taking you up on that promise of a personal tour of Ireland won't be a bother-I'd really hate to inconvenience you. On the other hand, I really WOULD appreciate secrecy on the matter of the football game, imagine Millicent's face if she ever found out! No one would believe it! I should also mention that, despite my hatred for Hagrid's teaching methods, I love magical creatures. Of course unicorns are my favorites, but leprechauns are simply fascinating. You must direct me to some location where I might be able to see them… Other than that, I'm going to finish up all our school work before this trip so I don't have it hanging over my shoulders. How are you coming along in the projects? I'm particularly enjoying the Charms essay we were assigned, and my Potions experiment is coming along grandly. It does help to have my very own Potions lab at home.
Well, I'll see you next week.
Best,
Pansy Parkinson

Seamus read the owl from pansy over and over. She was really coming with them... He couldn't believe it!
He chuckled at the part where Pansy talked about seeing leprechauns . . . he highly doubted that she had actually seen a proper leprechaun; hardly anybody had really . . . all anybody really knew of them was, 'playful, sneaky, short, Irish wonders that hoarded gold all day', thanks to Muggle holidays.
'It does help to have my very own Potions lab at home'. So she liked potions? It was Seamus's best subject, though he hardly thought she knew that. They seemed to have a lot in common. A love for magical creatures was another; he wanted to work with Dragons when he was older. Dragons or a potions teacher and he would be happy.
Luna hardly enjoyed potions, and thought that dragons were just stealing the homes of the Cockneywarbles, which evidently were gigantic, invisible vegetables that gave wizards the ability to apparate. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how little he and Luna had in common.
They got on great, sure, but he had watched them slowly part from one another. How long could he really go out with her?

"Seamus, you've got an owl!" His mum yelled up from the sitting room. Before he could even get up, an owl with multi-coloured wings flew into his room and crashed into the wall.
"Bloody bird…" he took the note that was attached to Aurora's leg and opened it. It was from Luna. She had the brilliant idea to charm her bird's wings a different colour to represent different …somethings. Seamus shook his head. He was always trying to figure out what she was doing. I suppose that's what kept their relationship fresh at the start, them talking about literal nonsense.
He thought about Pansy in the store and how she was so forward. He really liked that. He wasn't really forward himself very much…but that was no reason to frown upon it in others…

Seamus,
Hello dear, I hope Aurora doesn't go after the Blomfly plant I gave you.
Seamus looked at the bird and cursed at it started chomping on the red coloured leaves. It wasn't the plant he cared about, more so the scent it gave off once the leaves were torn. He shooed Aurora away and continued with the owl.
She's started to nibble on random plants around the house… I think it's because her peradolmi charms are starting to work. It was nice to see you the other day while you were working; we haven't been seeing much of each other lately. I was thinking maybe I could come over and spend some time with you (and your mum of course) for a bit.
My feet are awfully chilly lately too, have you been saying the chants I wrote out?
Lots of love,
Luna.

Seamus sighed and replied to Luna, watching Aurora take off with the, and a little piece of Blomfly also.

How would Luna feel about him going on holiday with Pansy? Should he ask her to go along? He wasn't sure if THAT was such a good idea. He'd known LOADS of couples that break it off because of something like that. He still liked her of course; they'd been through a lot together.
Maybe he'll just forget to mention Pansy coming along with him and Dean. There was no reason to worry Luna just yet. And of course, Pansy wouldn't say anything, since she wanted the football game kept quiet.

Pansy and football, for some reason, those two just made Seamus's head spin, and he couldn't figure out why. The thought of Pansy sitting next to him in a packed arena, with a green scarf around her slim neck gave him the shivers.