Seamus was not fond of confronting problems.
Whenever a tricky problem would challenge the sandy haired boy, he would escape to his secret place.
As far as he knew, this little place although not far from Hogwarts grounds, was a total secret.
This was a grassy area with a small river running through it. He would take off his shoes and stick his feet in, lazily relaxing for long periods of time. It was soothing.
"Seamus?" It was the quiet voice of Neville Longbottom, fellow Gryffindor.
"So, you know of this place too?" Seamus asked.
"Yeah. It's nice, isn't it?"
"I guess it is."
"Promise not to tell anyone about this place? I like it too much for everyone to know."
"Promise." It would remain their little secret.
For the rest of the afternoon, Seamus and Neville lounged together, talking lazily with each other.
A/N: If you want to interpret this as slash, go right ahead. I intended for this to just be a friendship piece, but if it makes you happier to believe this is slash, I will not stop you from believing so. Please review, I would appreciate it alot.