What Happens Late At Night
by: PepsiAngel
Chapter 1: Everything, yet nothing at all.
Disclaimer: The characters and everything else you recognize belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling. The plot and all around idea of this story belongs to moi.
Author's Note: I wrote this while listening to my Alicia Keys CD and some of her songs influenced this piece of writing. I'm pretty happy with how it turned out, so if you don't like it kindly do not review! Flames are not accepted. Otherwise, I would lerve it if you would review!
Lavender Brown rolled over for what seemed like the hundredth time that night. She could not sleep. What was the cause of her lack of sleep? Seamus Finnigan of course. He seemed to be the cause of her lack of everything these days.
Lavender looked quickly around her dormitory room to make sure Parvati Patil and Hermione Granger were still asleep, they were, and then crept out of the room.
She stealthily descended down the winding staircase and into the common room. Lavender slumped into a comfy armchair, near the crackling fire, and let out a heavy sigh.
Lavender was usually very upfront with guys, not at all one for hiding her feelings. She used to be like that with Seamus, flirting and giggling at every chance. They even went to the Yule Ball in their fourth year, briefly dating after that. But it was so different now. Lavender no longer had a crush on Seamus, it went beyond that.
The feelings she had for Seamus weren't like anything she had ever felt before. They were wonderful, confusing, and exciting all at the same time. Lavender did not know if it was love or just another crush. Since she had crushed on many boys, she figured it to be love.
Lavender did not notice the other presence in the room, seeing as she was so caught up in her thoughts, in fact, they went unnoticed for several minutes. It wasn't until they spoke that she took any notice to them at all.
"Hi," Seamus said, startling Lavender.
Lavender jumped in fright.
"Sorry," said Seamus in his soft yet strong voice that made Lavender feel instantly secure. "I couldn't sleep so I came down here. I didn't expect to see anyone."
"Yes, I couldn't sleep either," replied Lavender.
"Must be the weather or something," commented Seamus.
Lavender nodded, starting to panic. They would run out of things to say soon and then there would be one of those extremely uncomfortable silences. The kind that made her sweat worse than if she were wearing a jumper in mid summer.
"We haven't talked lately," began Seamus. "How have you been?"
"Oh, pretty good," said Lavender. "And you?"
"Great."
"Are you still going with Ginny Weasley?" Asked Lavender, all the while praying he was not.
"What?" Seamus sounded surprised,
"Are you and-"
"No," he cut her off. "What are you on about? I never dated her."
Lavender's heart soared and she couldn't hold back the smile that played at her lips. "Must have been a rumor."
"Really," agreed Seamus. "Who are you going out with?"
The conversation took off from there. They talked for hours, Lavender loosening up every second. By the time Seamus yawned, yanking them both out of their sort of trance, Lavender felt like she could tell Seamus everything. Well, not quite. Some things you just don't talk about.
"I think it's time for me to get some sleep," said Seamus, standing up. "Nice talking to you."
"Yes. We should do it again." Responded Lavender.
Seamus took her up on the offer. "How about tomorrow night, same time?"
"Perfect," replied Lavender, satisfied.
They both went to their separate dorms and fell asleep instantly, worn out from the late night chat.
The rest of the week continued this way. Late into the night, around twelve, they would slip out of bed and meet in the common room. Early in the morning, before the sun even began to think of rising, around four, they would quietly go back to their dorms and sleep.
These talks got very deep and personal. Seamus would discuss things with Lavender that he would never would have converse about with anyone else, even Dean Thomas. Lavender, in return, would confess her secrets. She would willingly tell him everything, things she would never utter a word about to Parvati. All except one thing, one thing she would never reveal, even if people tortured her with the unforgivable curses. Some things you just don't talk about.
It was so easy for them to talk with each other. Neither Lavender nor Seamus understood why, or thought to question their inability to keep quiet when with each other at night. The just took advantage of it, pouring out their hearts, all the while not mentioning their deepest and most passionate secret of all. Telling each other everything, yet nothing at all.
Over the week the two Gryffindors got very little sleep, five hours if they were lucky. So this did have an effect on them in class. Seamus, who normally only slept in History of Magic- and on rare occasions at that, was now constantly being awoken in all classes by Dean's sharp elbow in his side. Lavender was caught snoring in Transfiguration-which resulted in Gryffindor's loss of ten points- by McGonagall. But the real cause of concern, at least for Parvati, was when Lavender was dozing off in Divinations. Divinations, of all subjects!
"Now really, what is with you?" Demanded Parvati. "Transfiguration I understand, but Divinations?" She shook her head.
"Just a bit tired, you know-, need my beauty sleep," replied Lavender who hastily changed the subject.
This, however, did not stop Lavender or Seamus from continuing their nocturnal habit. Indeed, they both came to realize their love for each other over the span of seven days. Well, mostly nights. But something was holding them back. Why couldn't these two people, who had grown so close, reveal their feelings?
by: PepsiAngel
Chapter 1: Everything, yet nothing at all.
Disclaimer: The characters and everything else you recognize belongs to the amazing J.K. Rowling. The plot and all around idea of this story belongs to moi.
Author's Note: I wrote this while listening to my Alicia Keys CD and some of her songs influenced this piece of writing. I'm pretty happy with how it turned out, so if you don't like it kindly do not review! Flames are not accepted. Otherwise, I would lerve it if you would review!
Lavender Brown rolled over for what seemed like the hundredth time that night. She could not sleep. What was the cause of her lack of sleep? Seamus Finnigan of course. He seemed to be the cause of her lack of everything these days.
Lavender looked quickly around her dormitory room to make sure Parvati Patil and Hermione Granger were still asleep, they were, and then crept out of the room.
She stealthily descended down the winding staircase and into the common room. Lavender slumped into a comfy armchair, near the crackling fire, and let out a heavy sigh.
Lavender was usually very upfront with guys, not at all one for hiding her feelings. She used to be like that with Seamus, flirting and giggling at every chance. They even went to the Yule Ball in their fourth year, briefly dating after that. But it was so different now. Lavender no longer had a crush on Seamus, it went beyond that.
The feelings she had for Seamus weren't like anything she had ever felt before. They were wonderful, confusing, and exciting all at the same time. Lavender did not know if it was love or just another crush. Since she had crushed on many boys, she figured it to be love.
Lavender did not notice the other presence in the room, seeing as she was so caught up in her thoughts, in fact, they went unnoticed for several minutes. It wasn't until they spoke that she took any notice to them at all.
"Hi," Seamus said, startling Lavender.
Lavender jumped in fright.
"Sorry," said Seamus in his soft yet strong voice that made Lavender feel instantly secure. "I couldn't sleep so I came down here. I didn't expect to see anyone."
"Yes, I couldn't sleep either," replied Lavender.
"Must be the weather or something," commented Seamus.
Lavender nodded, starting to panic. They would run out of things to say soon and then there would be one of those extremely uncomfortable silences. The kind that made her sweat worse than if she were wearing a jumper in mid summer.
"We haven't talked lately," began Seamus. "How have you been?"
"Oh, pretty good," said Lavender. "And you?"
"Great."
"Are you still going with Ginny Weasley?" Asked Lavender, all the while praying he was not.
"What?" Seamus sounded surprised,
"Are you and-"
"No," he cut her off. "What are you on about? I never dated her."
Lavender's heart soared and she couldn't hold back the smile that played at her lips. "Must have been a rumor."
"Really," agreed Seamus. "Who are you going out with?"
The conversation took off from there. They talked for hours, Lavender loosening up every second. By the time Seamus yawned, yanking them both out of their sort of trance, Lavender felt like she could tell Seamus everything. Well, not quite. Some things you just don't talk about.
"I think it's time for me to get some sleep," said Seamus, standing up. "Nice talking to you."
"Yes. We should do it again." Responded Lavender.
Seamus took her up on the offer. "How about tomorrow night, same time?"
"Perfect," replied Lavender, satisfied.
They both went to their separate dorms and fell asleep instantly, worn out from the late night chat.
The rest of the week continued this way. Late into the night, around twelve, they would slip out of bed and meet in the common room. Early in the morning, before the sun even began to think of rising, around four, they would quietly go back to their dorms and sleep.
These talks got very deep and personal. Seamus would discuss things with Lavender that he would never would have converse about with anyone else, even Dean Thomas. Lavender, in return, would confess her secrets. She would willingly tell him everything, things she would never utter a word about to Parvati. All except one thing, one thing she would never reveal, even if people tortured her with the unforgivable curses. Some things you just don't talk about.
It was so easy for them to talk with each other. Neither Lavender nor Seamus understood why, or thought to question their inability to keep quiet when with each other at night. The just took advantage of it, pouring out their hearts, all the while not mentioning their deepest and most passionate secret of all. Telling each other everything, yet nothing at all.
Over the week the two Gryffindors got very little sleep, five hours if they were lucky. So this did have an effect on them in class. Seamus, who normally only slept in History of Magic- and on rare occasions at that, was now constantly being awoken in all classes by Dean's sharp elbow in his side. Lavender was caught snoring in Transfiguration-which resulted in Gryffindor's loss of ten points- by McGonagall. But the real cause of concern, at least for Parvati, was when Lavender was dozing off in Divinations. Divinations, of all subjects!
"Now really, what is with you?" Demanded Parvati. "Transfiguration I understand, but Divinations?" She shook her head.
"Just a bit tired, you know-, need my beauty sleep," replied Lavender who hastily changed the subject.
This, however, did not stop Lavender or Seamus from continuing their nocturnal habit. Indeed, they both came to realize their love for each other over the span of seven days. Well, mostly nights. But something was holding them back. Why couldn't these two people, who had grown so close, reveal their feelings?
