Hey guys. Just wanted to let you know that there are only five chapters left of this series.
TO: Aurora and SamHAS
Nott does "get his" in the second series so look out for it. He pisses off someone that he really shouldn't. Also in this one Ron does to.
Rating: R
Warnings: Course language, violence, self mutilation, Piercing, use of alcohol, Eating disorders, Drug use, Male/Male, and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, anal, BDSM, rape, incest, and possibly more later.
Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE- Neville/Harry (Harry/Neville), Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Nott/Seamus, Nott/Dennis Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Blaise/Daphne, Nott/Pansy, Fred/George, Colin/Dennis, Colin/Devon, Seamus/Dennis, and possibly more later.
. . . Story Begins . . .
Pomfrey came in a little while later to examine him getting the young boy to drink potions and rub thick substance on his cuts and bruises. He had three cracked ribs and a hairline fracture on his skull where it connected with the wall then the floor. He had a mild concussion that should clear up in about a day and numerous bruises. The older lady assured Seamus that Colin should be just fine in a week, two tops. You've gotta love potions.
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Colin's wounds were doing well enough he was able to walk and return to his classes. The brunette insisted on walking him to every single one even if it was WAY out of his way. One example was walking him to divinations when he had herbology!
He stared down at his parchment and tried his best to listen to his potions professor, really he did . . . ok now that was a lie, he didn't give two shits what Snape had to say. The day was far too long for his liking and he was angry on top of being nervous. Ron came back today along with Theodore Nott. Just fucking perfect.
Now Seamus would be glued to him. He loved the boy but it was annoying having him there 24/7. He liked sharing the bed at night, but the Irishman refused to do anything beside give small kisses. He was worried about hurting the fragile blonde. Colin was getting a little annoyed about this. The bell went and he quickly gathered his things, practically running out the door. He sighed when he was in the hall and decided to take a quick detour before his beloved cornered him.
The young boy dashed around the people and up the stairs, still no sign of Seamus. The blonde had ran out the front doors and jogged down to the lake, plopping on the ground and huffing. So far so good. He took out his camera and smiled, holding it up to snap a few pictures of the murky water. He knew the older boy was going to flip when he didn't find him but he really needed a bit of time to himself, to just sit back and relax.
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"AH! Where is he?" Seamus paced back and forth in the common room. Dean looked at him with amusement. "It's not funny! What if he's dead?"
"Seamus listen to yourself. I'm sure he just needed a little space." The darker skinned boy stated shrugging.
"Space? Why would he need space?" The brunette quirked his head to the side. Everyone looked at him like he was fucking retarded.
"You're crowding the fuck outta him Shay! You won't even let him go to the bathroom alone!" Hermione yelled at him glaring. "He probably needs some quiet time to just relax." The Irishman nodded and sighed, plopping down onto the couch. "You worry too much about him. He'll be fine."
"Ron and Nott come back today." Seamus mumbled. Brown eyes widened.
"Uh maybe you should worry then . . ." Hermione stated nervously. His head shot up when the portal opened his little blonde walking in with a pained expression.
"Colin?" Seamus stood quickly but the younger held up his hand, the other stopping at the gesture. He continued to the washroom and closed the door. "I should go check on him."
"No! Leave him alone! He needs time Seamus! If you keeps following him and watching his every move he might get fed up and leave you!" Neville spoke up. The portrait opened and a redhead stepped in, a small smile on his face.
"Welcome back Ron." Harry said with a similar expression.
"Thanks." The older walked around the room and plopped onto the couch sighing heavily. "Anything interesting happen whilst I was gone?"
"Nope, well Neville accidently set the potions lab and Snape on fire. It was quite amusing watching the greasy git run around in circles trying to get his wand without burning his hand." Harry snickered at his boyfriend. Neville flushed and looked away.
"Damn! I missed that?" The redhead pouted. Seamus glanced back at the bathroom and bit his lip. Something just wasn't right.
"Seamus don't." Hermione warned.
"Something's wrong." He stood up ignoring the other's protests and headed to the loo. He opened the door and stepped in, shutting it behind himself. He heard a small sniffle and stiffened. "Cols?"
"What?" It was low and emotionless.
"You alright?" He wasn't used to his lover being like this.
"Fine."
"Colin can I open the door?"
"No." Now he was worried.
"Colin please, you're making me nervous." The brunette bit his lip and walked over to him.
"Go away Seamus. Just leave me alone." Colin held the same voice, a few sniffles being heard around the room.
"Colin-"
"FUCK OFF!" The blonde kicked the stall door shocking Seamus. The brunette gapped at his sweet, innocent Colin.
"What the fuck Colin?"
"Go away! Stop following me everywhere! I don't need a fucking babysitter, I'm sixteen. If I wanted to I could have kicked his damn ass! Just go away and leave me alone dammit!" The blonde was beyond pissed. He just wanted some freaking space to himself. He had his own personal bubble after all! Seamus felt pinpricks behind his eyes and he cleared his throat. It was an old habit; he always cleared his throat when he felt the urge to cry.
"Fine. Sorry for pestering you." He turned on his heel and slammed the bathroom door closed, pushing past the others and storming out the portrait hole.
"What the hell did we miss?" Ginny asked eyes wide. The bathroom door flew open and one pissed off Creevey stepped out, closing the wooden object with far more force than necessary, knocking a picture frame off the wall. He glared at the floor and headed to the exit.
"Hey Creevey what got your panties in a twist?" Ron asked smirking.
"GO TO FUCKING HELL YOU BLOODY PIECE OF SHIT!" Everyone gaped as he continued on his way.
"Oh hell no!" Ron was up and across the room in seconds. The redhead grabbed the blonde's upper arm. It happened so fast most didn't even see it. Everyone stared in shock as Ron stumbled back, clutching his jaw and Creevey glared up at him.
"You have no fucking right to touch me!" The shorter turned and stormed out.
"Fuck he packs a wallop." Dean said a little amused. Ron however was not happy. When the blonde had hit him it caused his cheek to scrape against his teeth, cutting the flesh in his mouth. And . . . was that a loose tooth?
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Colin left the castle and headed back to the lake, sitting down in his spot under the tree. He had to leave Seamus. There was no way around it. He heard a rustle and looked up. About twenty feet from him was Seamus. The Irishman hadn't noticed him yet. His hands were clasped and he was doubled over, his head was seated on his folded hands as he sat on a bench.
He was upset and that much was obvious. The blonde felt a rush of guilt run through him but he knew what he had to do. Pin prickles hit his eyes and his heart sped up. Colin stood and quietly walked over to the other, sitting next to him, looking out over the lake. Seamus glanced at the other before turning away also. If he wanted to talk he would.
"It's not working is it?" Seamus muttered giving up on waiting for the other to speak.
"No." He kept his face impassive.
"I-If I would have left you alone would we be here?" The older really needed to know if he smothered him to his breaking point.
"I have little doubt the outcome would change." It was hard not to cry. Seamus looked at him and stiffened.
"There's someone else?" The Irishman asked a little nervously.
"What makes you think that?" Colin was a bit surprised there.
"You have a hickey Cols and it's not from me." Seamus looked away a little angry but kept his frustration in check.
"It's not what you think! I wouldn't cheat on you I lo-" the blonde stopped mid word and his eyes watered. "I can't b-be with you. I-I want to b-b-but I can't." He glared down at his hands, silent tears welling up in his eyes.
"Well why not?" Now he was getting rather pissed. What the fuck was with all the mixed signals. "Did I do something?"
"No, it has nothing to do with you. It has to do with my family." He couldn't look at the other.
"Is your dad pissed or something? We can lay low-"
"Seamus please!" The first sob broke through. The brunette looked a little closer at the hickey and his eyes widened.
"That's not a hickey is it?"
"No." He wiped his eyes, whispering it.
"Colin please don't hide things from me! I know I'm not the most fantastic boyfriend but at least give me a chance!"
"I can't!" The blonde stated distressed.
"Why the hell not?" Now Seamus was yelling. The blonde stood up abruptly.
"Because he'll kill them!" he froze and blue eyes widened, fresh tears cascading down the flushed cheeks. The brunette got up and pulled the smaller to his chest as the pale body shook violently.
"Let me take a wild guess and say Nott?" The Irish were known for their tempers and this particular one was about to prove the stereotype right.
"H-he caused the car accident." He blonde whispered arms around the thick neck. Seamus was vibrating he was so angry. "Don't! Please don't!" Colin pulled back and yanked the older down, attaching their lips. The brunette calmed down and pulled back with a sigh.
"We should go in before it rains." They headed back to the castle, the older's arm wrapped protectively around his waist.
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Seamus stepped into the common room and locked eyes with Ron. He gave a curt nod and raised his brow at the bruise on his jaw.
"The fuck happened to you?" Everyone turned and looked at the entrance when Seamus spoke. The room burst into a fit of laughter.
"Dude!" Dean snickered, grabbing his stomach. "Creevey decked him!" Seamus' brows rose and his eyes widened. He looked down at his lover and Colin flushed a deep shade of red. The brunette snorted and then proceeded to laugh as well, clapping his boyfriend on the back.
"You fucking punched him?" Seamus took heavy calming breaths, a smile on his face. The younger nodded and began fiddling with his hands. The taller kissed his forehead and squeezed him in a tight hug, snickering into the blonde locks. The redhead growled and opened his mouth.
"Shut up Ron." Ginny said in a bored tone, fiddling with the ends of her hair. He glared at her and turned on his heel, stomping off.