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Perfect
As the sixth years entered the greenhouses for Herbology, Hermione once again looked around her and asked where Ron was.
"Maybe he's keeping Juliet company." Dean said suggestively with a significant look at Neville.
"Who's Juliet?" Blaise asked wringing his hands in embarrassed confusion.
"Ron's Romeo and Seamus is Juliet," Dean explained as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"I don't get it." Blaise admitted as he looked at the faces of those around him and shoved his hands in his pockets.
"It's a muggle play, Blaise." Hermione told him kindly as she rubbed his arm sympathetically.
"Sixth years, gather round!" Madame Sprout called, beckoning the class with her hands. As always, her robes and fingernails were dirty and her patched hat sat on top of her flyaway hair. "Today we will be dealing with Truelips. These are a common plant among witches and wizards and are often found near rivers and streams. Whilst they grow they let off a colourless gas, which is highly lethal to snakes. They also remain a muddy brown colour until they are picked. Now, can anybody tell me what happens when the Truelips are picked? Yes, Miss Granger?
"When Truelips are picked they assume the form of the flower that best reflects ones identity. The touch of the Truelip's petals will also instantly kill any reptile and the stems have the power to permanently return a blind person's vision." Hermione recited confidently.
"Absolutely correct Miss Granger, 15 points to Gryffindor." Madame Sprout said as she picked one of the muddy brown Truelips from the pot and held it before the class. In her hand, it changed from its unremarkable brown form into a honking daffodil. "If I pass this around now, it will change accordingly to suit each of you." She then handed it to Parvati who was nearest and it turned immediately into a poppy.
"That's accurate, a red exterior as a danger warning for the concealed black heart." Draco said in a very audible voice causing many people to snigger. Parvati then passed the Truelip to Lavender who found herself holding a dandelion. "Oh, very precise," Draco drawled mockingly, "You sit on it and you wet the bed." Even Professor sprout laughed this time.
When the Truelip reached Pansy it formed the flower of her namesake. "It's all in the name, Pans." Draco said as she passed it to Hermione who found herself holding a blue-bell. "Ah, my sweet Hermione," Draco said whilst bowing his head to her, "The amazing girl who protects her beautiful heart with knowledge." Hermione blushed before passing the Truelip to Harry.
A sad smile tugged at Harry's lips as he held up a lily. "And Harry James Potter truly is his mother's son." Said Draco softly with no trace of sarcasm as he took the Truelip from him. "Don't say a word." Draco groaned as he looked at the immaculate red rose in disgust.
"I think it's very fitting." Said Harry as he wrapped his arms around Draco's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder, "After all, roses are red, thorny as well, and when I think of you, I get horny as hell."
"Mr Potter, that is not appropriate." Sprout admonished as she took the Truelip back. "Besides," she continued, "In my opinion, the thorns represent the defensive mask and walls young Mr Malfoy has created to protect the soft gentle petal he really is."
"I think I'm gonna vomit." Draco sneered.
"You see, there's the thorn." Sprout said knowledgeably. Draco rolled his eyes and took hold oh Harry's hand in his own. "And there's the petal." Sprout said smugly pointing at their conjoined hands. Draco withdrew his hand from Harry's at once and plastered the trademark Malfoy sneer on his face.
"I'm not a petal and I'm certainly not a rose!" Draco exclaimed sourly as he crossed his arms across his chest and screwed his face up in annoyance.
"Of course not, love." Dean said, causing those who were present when Draco called Harry 'love' to snigger. Draco glared at Dean and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'Bloody Gryffindors'.
Just before the bell rang, sprout gave them a foot long essay to write for homework and instructed them to wash their hands before leaving the greenhouse.
As Blaise stepped out, he placed a hand on Hermione's waist before leaning down to whisper in her ear. "If girls were flowers, I'd pick you." He then placed a swift butterfly kiss on her cheek before walking up to the castle at a rapid pace.
Blushing profoundly, Hermione lifted her hand up to touch the place his lips had just been.
"How corny could you get?" Lavender asked rhetorically as she walked arm in arm with Parvati up to the castle.
"I like corny." Hermione said quietly to herself as she headed back to the castle alone.
When Hermione made it back up to the Gryffindor common room she still had a goofy grin on her face. She sat in one of the chairs by the fire where Harry, Ginny, Neville and Dean were.
"Hermione?" Ginny asked, looking at the older girl with some concern.
"Did you fuck Blaise?" Dean asked hopefully, desperate to win his bet with Pansy. Hermione shook her head and laughed to herself feeling all giddy inside.
"I'm glad I'm gay." Harry said, gaping at Hermione as if she were an alien.
As Hermione continued to laugh to herself, Daniel Frame sauntered over to the group.
"I knew it!" He yelled triumphantly, pointing a finger at her. "She's a fucking druggy, just look at her eyes!" Hermione stopped laughing to frown at him.
"Would you be quiet?!" Shouted Lavender from across the room. "Parvati and I are trying to apply our make-up!"
"Yeah, you need it love." Retorted Daniel, as he looked her up and down with a look of disgust on his face.
"How dare you talk to me like that?" Lavender asked shrilly. "I am a sixth year!"
"Oh, shut up Brown, nobody likes you." Daniel said turning his back on her.
"I like you Lavender." Parvati reassured her after a few seconds of silence. The two girls then looked expectantly at Hermione who quickly buried her head in a book. Lavender let out a dramatic sigh before sticking her nose in the air and exiting the common room, stumbling slightly in her heels. Parvati quickly followed her friend, throwing a dirty look at Hermione on her way out.
"So Hermione, are you gonna tell us what happened?" Neville asked. As Hermione shook her head at him, she noticed that he and Ginny were sat so close together that their arms brushed against one another every time they moved. "I think I'm gonna go to the library." Hermione told them all as she made for the portrait hole.
"Is that where you get your drugs?" Daniel called to her as she left.
"Piss off little Framey." Ginny said as she rested her head on Neville's shoulder. Little Framey pulled a face behind her back before he stalked off to pester a group of fourth year girls.
"Maybe someone should check on Ron and Shay." Harry said as he looked over at the stairs that led up to their dorm.
"I'll go," Dean volunteered before getting up.
As Dean left, Harry looked at his two remaining companions. Upon noticing their continued closeness, he decided to give them some time alone and left the common room.
When Dean pushed open the door to the sixth year boy's dormitory, he found Ron and Seamus asleep together in Seamus' bed with Ron's arms wrapped around the Irish boy protectively. Dean smiled at them until he noticed the bandages on his best friend's arms. He frowned slightly before gently shaking them awake.
Whilst Seamus instantly woke up at the gentle nudge, Ron took a bit more effort. "Are you guys ok?" Dean asked when both boys were sitting up. Both of the boys nodded but Dean wasn't convinced. "What happened to your arms Shay?" Dean asked as he sat at Seamus' feet on the bed.
"Nothing it … it doesn't matter ok." Seamus mumbled, looking anywhere but his best friend's eyes.
"Seamus, you're hurt," Dean said urgently. "You should go see Pomfrey."
"I'm fine, stop trying to act like you're my bloody parent." Seamus said angrily.
"Well somebody has to since your parents disowned you!" Dean snapped, instantly regretting his words. "Shay, mate, I'm sorry man I wasn't thinking."
Seamus' eyes had teared up and his whole body trembled as he tried to hold back his sobs. "Get out," he said to Dean fiercely. Dean didn't move. "I said get out!" Seamus shouted.
"Mate, I'm sorr…"
"GET OUT!" Seamus yelled, pushing Dean away from him. Cursing himself for his big mouth, Dean left.
"Seamus?" Ron asked cautiously, not wanting to set him off again. Seamus sighed before looking at his ginger prince.
"I came out to my parents this summer," Seamus said quietly as he wiped his eyes. "Me dad said he felt disgusted and ashamed to have a faggot as a son. He told me I was a queer freak and he wanted me out. He's a muggle you see. Some of them can be pretty prejudice against stuff that isn't normal. Me mam's a witch so she has nothing against homosexuals, but when it came down to it, she chose me dad over me. They said they didn't want anything to do with me anymore. I spent the rest of the summer with Dean and his mam."
"I'm sorry." Ron said, feeling his heart clench for the Irish boy. He couldn't imagine his parents saying such things to him.
"It's not your fault I'm a freak Ron," Seamus told him in a sad voice.
"You're not a freak," Ron said firmly, "Don't let anybody tell you different."
"Me dad hates me." Seamus choked out as tears fell from his eyes.
"I'm sure that's not true," Ron said as he wrapped an arm around the sobbing boy's shoulders. "It just came as a bit of a shock. I bet he'll write to you soon to apologise."
"You don't know what he did," Seamus said as he began crying even harder.
"What did he do?" Ron asked fearfully, not sure that he wanted to know.
"He … he," Seamus stuttered before shaking his head.
"Shay, I know it's hard, but talking about it might help." Seamus let out a shaky breath before digging in his trunk and pulling out his pensieve.
"I … I can sh-show you." Seamus offered as he placed his wand to his temple and placed the silver strand of memory into the pensieve. As Ron leaned forward to go in Seamus placed a hand on his shoulder. "Nobody else knows. Not even D-Dean. I want you to … to k-keep it that way." Ron nodded before whispering his promise and leaning face first into the pensieve.
Ron found himself in what he assumed to be Seamus' bedroom. Seamus was sat nervously on his bed in a pair of shorts and a vest. His mother, who Ron recognised from the Quidditch world cup, was sat next to him and a man who Ron assumed was Seamus' father stood by the door with a heavy scowl on his face.
Seamus' dad opened the bedroom door before telling his wife to leave. Once she was out, Seamus' dad shut the door and locked it.
"Dad?" Seamus asked uncertainly.
"I feel disgusted and ashamed to have a faggot as a son." He said in a dangerously low voice as he glared hatefully at Seamus.
Seamus looked at the floor with tear-filled eyes before saying, "Dad I'm sorry. It's just the way I am."
"It's not normal!" his dad shouted before advancing on him. "You're a queer freak and you make me sick!" Seamus flinched at his father's words and began to cry silently. "Stop crying!" his father commanded as he clouted him around the ear.
Seamus shuddered and tried his best to fight against the tears falling down his face.
"This boy you're in love with, what's his name?" his father asked, still glaring at his son in hate-filled disgust.
"Ronald Weasley." Seamus replied, not daring to look his father in the eye.
"I do believe that's 13 letters," his dad said as he took off his belt. "Add that to the letters in your name and the total comes to … 27 is that correct?" his father asked. Seamus nodded not sure what to think but his eyes were trained fearfully on his father's belt.
"Turn around Seamus." His father ordered. When he didn't move, his dad grabbed a fistful of his hair before forcing him to face down on the bed and pulling off his shorts to reveal a bubblegum pink thong. His father wrinkled his nose at the thong in disgust before asking, "How long have you been wearing these?"
Seamus clenched at the bedsheets in fear before answering, "3 months."
"Well, if we add that to 27 we get 30. Count out loud, Seamus." His father ordered before his belt came down onto Seamus' buttocks.
"One!" Seamus yelled out in pain as he clutched the sheets tighter. His father brought the belt down again. "Two! Three! Four! Five!" Seamus screamed through his tears. His dad continued all the way up to 30, getting more brutal with every swing.
Finally it stopped and Seamus lay on his bed crying and bleeding. His dad then rolled him over onto his back and grabbed his son's crotch through the thong and squeezed painfully.
"You're a disgusting queer freak, Seamus!" his dad yelled nastily as he clutched his cock harder. "Admit it. You're just a disgusting queer freak. Say it!" his dad growled, tightening his grip even more.
"I'm a disgusting queer freak." Seamus sobbed.
"Too right you are," his dad said as he finally released him. Seamus' hands immediately moved to his groin and he gently cradled it as he continued to cry. "I want you out of my house in one hour." His dad said before he left the room.
The memory then faded and Ron found himself back on Seamus' bed in the dorms. He looked around and saw that Seamus was missing but a note had been left on his pillow.
Ron picked it up and read it. It contained just 5 words.
Please don't hate me Ron.
Ron sighed before clutching Seamus' pillow and crying to himself over what he had seen.
As soon as Ron had gone into his memory, Seamus had written the note and left. He had no idea where he was going. He just followed his feet. They had led him to the dungeons where he could faintly hear a piano being played. He followed the sound and came to a door that was slightly ajar. He snuck in and saw Draco sat alone playing the piano. Draco then began to sing with tears streaming down his face.
Hey dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?
But it hurts when you disapprove all along
As Seamus listened to the words, tears fell down his cheeks too as he agreed with every single line.
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that
I'm alright
And you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard
Just to talk to you
But you don't understand
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
"That was beautiful." Seamus said when Draco had finished playing. Draco whipped his head around, startled. He wiped his tears on his sleeve and muttered a thank-you.
"Did you write that yourself?" Seamus asked, moving over to sit next to him. Draco nodded.
"It came from the heart." He whispered. Seamus smiled softly at him.
"I understood it completely." Seamus said sincerely as he looked Draco in the eye. Draco looked back at him and saw the honest truth in Seamus' eyes. In that single moment, understanding passed between the two boys and a strong friendship instantly formed.
A/N: The song featured is called 'Perfect' by Simple Plan.
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