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Written for Assignment 7, Performing Arts 2 - Write about making something more presentable.
Word Count - 451
The Greatest Day
He spent hours preparing himself. He preened his feathers until the all sat perfectly in their rows. Flaring his wings out, he checked them carefully, ensuring they were presentable. This was one of the most important days of his life.
His first mating day.
Seamus couldn't believe it was already here. He'd been waiting for this for months, and now that it was here he was a ball of nervous energy.
He knew that most people didn't find their mate on the first try, but he couldn't help but hope that he would be one of the lucky few that did. He wanted, so much, to find that one person made for him.
To have that one person who would just… get him.
His wings gave a flutter at the thought. It was so romantic.
Seamus checked himself in the mirror one final time. He was as ready as he could ever be.
…
"Wow, this place is crowded!"
Seamus couldn't help but agree with the person who'd just brushed past him. The large field was filled with people of all shapes, sizes and ages. Wings in every colour, from rose quartz to mustard yellow, filled Seamus' view. There were so many patterns too, swirls and spirals, even one with a snowflake pattern!
Seamus didn't know where to look for the best.
He wandered through the crowd. He felt energised, the air was invigorating. People were talking amongst themselves, others presenting to each other, their wings flaring high and wide. Seamus watched, wide eyed and wondrous.
He was jolted suddenly, and a young man, about Seamus' age, turned around, eyes apologetic.
"Sorry, I just—"
He cut off as their eyes met and Seamus felt his wings flaring of their own accord. The man's wings did the same, and the looser feathers at the ends of their wings intermingled, sending jolts of electricity down Seamus' wings into his spine.
"I'm Dean."
"Seamus."
They stood in silence, staring at each other, amazed.
"This is the greatest day of my life," Seamus whispered.
Dean's lips tilted up in a warm smile. He leant forward, and it was the most natural thing in the world for Seamus to reflect his movement until their lips met in a soft kiss.
"I can't believe I found you so easily," Seamus murmured when they pulled back, still close enough that their wings touched.
Dean snorted. "I think you'll find I found you!"
Seamus rolled his eyes. "Sure, if you count almost knocking me over 'finding', then you found me."
They grinned at each other.
"Shall we go and get a drink?" Dean offered, reaching out to intertwine his fingers with Seamus'.
"Sounds great," Seamus agreed.
And it was.
Written for;
Auction - No Slytherins
Showtime - 3. Kiss
Love in Motion - SeamusDean
Emporium - 4. SeamusDean
Basement - Sam Wilson - Wing!fic
Film Festival - 18. "Wow, this place is crowded."
Spring - 10. Energised.
Colour - 6. Rose Quartz
Hufflepuff, other - 1. Mustard yellow
Star Chart - 1. Conjunction of Mercury and Neptune - First Kiss
Easter Fair - Face Painting - Superhero, 8. Thor: "This is the greatest day of my life." / Animal, 1. Butterfly: Flutter
365. 116. Romantic
1000. 91. Seamus Finnegan