A/N: None, actually.
Thank you Tom Riddilpley, Rehanna, Lelio, Helga of Wurm (Happy Birthday!), and Mystica
***
I read the piece of parchment once, twice. It couldn't be. How could he know? Fuck! How did he always know? I read the letter one more time.
Draco,
You are to make up with Harry Potter immediately. Do as you're told for once and don't make it necessary for us to have this conversation face-to-face.
Lucius
Tears welled up in my eyes. God, I hate him. Ihatehim,Ihatehim,Ihatehim! Why can't he just leave me alone? Why can't I just have one thing that isn't defiled by him?
My life was perfect, absolutely fantasic, until he- But how did he know! How the fuck did he know? Apart from Harry and me, only two people knew about our break up- Snape and Seamus. Snape wouldn't do that to me, wouldn't tell Lucius that I had disobeyed him. That left Seamus. But he was a Gryffindor. Gryfindors don't spy unless they're pathetic, spineless gits that hide in the Burrow, of all places.
Still, Seamus had been asking a lot of questions. Maybe it was time I asked some questions of my own...
*
Seamus was grabbed from behind and pressed against the hard stone wall. Before he had time to think, something cool and liquid filled his mouth. He swallowed instinctively, hoping that whatever it was wasn't poisonous. He met Draco's steel eyes and began to hope it was poison and not-
"Verita serum," Draco announced. *Shit* Seamus thought, wincing.
"Why have you been harassing me?"
"It's fun," Seamus replied, biting his tongue.
"Is that the only reason?"
"No. Harry's been quite depressed lately and I thought hat you had something to do with it."
"And you wanted to help?"
"Yes and no."
"Explain."
"Yes, beacuse I care about Harry. No, because-" Seamus strained to keep silent.
"No, because why? You don't fancy him, do you?"
"He's cute, but no."
"Why then?"
"Because it meant you were both unattached," Seamus said, trying to chose his words carefully.
"And why would you want that?"
"Because I want you so badly that sometimes it hurts," Seamus confessed. Draco's eyes went wide as saucers. Seamus sank to the floor. "I cannot believe I just fucking said that."
Draco fumbled for his wand.
"Finite Incantum," he muttered. He just stood there, mouth open. Seamus took advantage of this opportunity to kiss him, swerving around and pinning him to the wall. Draco pushed him away.
"Finnigan, stop!"
"Name's Seamus. And I have no intention of stopping." he kissed him again to prove it. Draco gasped. Kissing Seamus was nothing like kissing Harry. This wasn't a tender kiss that spoke of love. This was a fiery, passionate kiss that spoke of raw lust. Seamus broke the kiss and pressed his lips to Draco's neck. He slid one thigh between Draco's leg and rubbed against his less-than-unwilling body, finding Draco's lips and kissing them again and again.
"Please, Seamus," Draco groaned. He let his head rest on Seamus's shoulder. "Stop." Seamus pulled back. Draco felt his absence acutely.
"Are you sure?" he asked. A strand of hair fell over turquoise eyes that shined softly in th edim light of the passage. he licked full rosy lips and Draco realized that Seamus was undeniably sexy.
"Absolutely not," he replied, pulling Seamus to him.
***
And we have more complications! Thoughts? Comments? Love hearing them. Talk to me!
Luv ya!
J. Silver
Thank you Tom Riddilpley, Rehanna, Lelio, Helga of Wurm (Happy Birthday!), and Mystica
***
I read the piece of parchment once, twice. It couldn't be. How could he know? Fuck! How did he always know? I read the letter one more time.
Draco,
You are to make up with Harry Potter immediately. Do as you're told for once and don't make it necessary for us to have this conversation face-to-face.
Lucius
Tears welled up in my eyes. God, I hate him. Ihatehim,Ihatehim,Ihatehim! Why can't he just leave me alone? Why can't I just have one thing that isn't defiled by him?
My life was perfect, absolutely fantasic, until he- But how did he know! How the fuck did he know? Apart from Harry and me, only two people knew about our break up- Snape and Seamus. Snape wouldn't do that to me, wouldn't tell Lucius that I had disobeyed him. That left Seamus. But he was a Gryffindor. Gryfindors don't spy unless they're pathetic, spineless gits that hide in the Burrow, of all places.
Still, Seamus had been asking a lot of questions. Maybe it was time I asked some questions of my own...
*
Seamus was grabbed from behind and pressed against the hard stone wall. Before he had time to think, something cool and liquid filled his mouth. He swallowed instinctively, hoping that whatever it was wasn't poisonous. He met Draco's steel eyes and began to hope it was poison and not-
"Verita serum," Draco announced. *Shit* Seamus thought, wincing.
"Why have you been harassing me?"
"It's fun," Seamus replied, biting his tongue.
"Is that the only reason?"
"No. Harry's been quite depressed lately and I thought hat you had something to do with it."
"And you wanted to help?"
"Yes and no."
"Explain."
"Yes, beacuse I care about Harry. No, because-" Seamus strained to keep silent.
"No, because why? You don't fancy him, do you?"
"He's cute, but no."
"Why then?"
"Because it meant you were both unattached," Seamus said, trying to chose his words carefully.
"And why would you want that?"
"Because I want you so badly that sometimes it hurts," Seamus confessed. Draco's eyes went wide as saucers. Seamus sank to the floor. "I cannot believe I just fucking said that."
Draco fumbled for his wand.
"Finite Incantum," he muttered. He just stood there, mouth open. Seamus took advantage of this opportunity to kiss him, swerving around and pinning him to the wall. Draco pushed him away.
"Finnigan, stop!"
"Name's Seamus. And I have no intention of stopping." he kissed him again to prove it. Draco gasped. Kissing Seamus was nothing like kissing Harry. This wasn't a tender kiss that spoke of love. This was a fiery, passionate kiss that spoke of raw lust. Seamus broke the kiss and pressed his lips to Draco's neck. He slid one thigh between Draco's leg and rubbed against his less-than-unwilling body, finding Draco's lips and kissing them again and again.
"Please, Seamus," Draco groaned. He let his head rest on Seamus's shoulder. "Stop." Seamus pulled back. Draco felt his absence acutely.
"Are you sure?" he asked. A strand of hair fell over turquoise eyes that shined softly in th edim light of the passage. he licked full rosy lips and Draco realized that Seamus was undeniably sexy.
"Absolutely not," he replied, pulling Seamus to him.
***
And we have more complications! Thoughts? Comments? Love hearing them. Talk to me!
Luv ya!
J. Silver