Quidditch Balls and Pruning Shears
Justin looked through the leaves of his Bullfrog Bush at the Gryffindor he had fancied for so long. He had not had any luck with girls and being so frustrated, turned to the gender he could at least understand. And the boy with the dazzling smile and soul-searching eyes had captivated Justin's attention. Unfortunately he hadn't talked alone to Seamus since Halloween (Justin complimented Seamus on his spiky hairdo).
He had to figure out a way to get closer to Seamus. Nothing was coming to mind. Justin sighed and reached for his pruning shears... but they were gone. Blasted Hannah, Justin thought. Wait... this was perfect! He now had an excuse to talk to Seamus!
Almost giggling with the simplicity of his plan, Justin gleefully bounced out of his seat (bumping into Ernie, who accidentally cut off the leaf of his Bush and was sprayed with cold slime) and walked to the Gryffindor's table in what he hoped was a casual way. Seamus glanced up at him as he drew nearer, and Justin got to look into his hypnotic brown eyes.
"Hello," he said kindly. "D'you think I could borrow your pruning shears?"
"Of course," replied Seamus and gave him the green shears. Their fingers touched as Justin received them. Justin grinned at Seamus and walked back to his table.
Not much, but at least it's a start. He's more handsome up close, Justin thought; not knowing that one table down, a sandy-haired boy was thinking the exact same thing.
One day, after Justin had had all his lessons, he planned to relax in the library with a good book. He walked inside the cool room and found the book he was looking for: Lost in Midwinter. Justin settled down in a wooden chair and started to read.
Five minutes later, he heard the opening of the library door and someone shuffling in. He glanced at the doorway and his heart froze. There, with tousled hair and a flushed face, was Seamus. Justin had to repress his urge to run up to the guy and snog him senseless.
Just too bloody fine, Justin thought. He resumed reading his book with a willpower he didn't know he had. However, he did not get much reading done.
"Justin?" a soft voice said. Seamus was standing in front of him, his eyes warm and glowing and lips slightly parted.
"Yes?" Justin managed to squeak.
"Care to join me and my friends in a game of Quidditch?" asked Seamus. "I mean... would you want to... I understand if you wouldn't... but I'd like you to." The last part of his sentence was barely more than a mumble. Justin's heart started to pump so hard he thought it would push its way out of his chest.
"Of course I would," Justin said. "I'd join you anytime." He realized what he said and froze. I did not just say that. Seamus blushed, so did Justin. Crap, I said it. Oh no oh no oh no what will he think now?
"We're meeting out on the Quidditch field for a scrimage match," Seamus said. "It's going to start soon."
"Oh," croaked Justin. It was all he could say through the large lump in his throat. "I'd better... get my broomstick then."
"I have the balls," Seamus said. "Oh, and the beater club. What position do you want?"
"Chaser," Justin said. "How about you?"
"Chaser," Seamus grinned. Justin smiled back.
Five minutes passed... Justin had gotten his broomstick and met Seamus and some other Gryffindors at the Quidditch pitch. Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Dean Thomas, Fred Weasley and his twin George were already there, gathered in a circle to choose teams. Everyone's eyes were on Justin as he entered the circle.
"Er, hi," Justin said. "I hope you don't mind me entering."
"I invited him," added Seamus. "He does want to play, and we were short one person." Fred and George slapped Justin on the back.
"Welcome!" Fred said.
"We assume you'll be a Chaser," George added. "If you don't mind. Me and Fred are Beaters, Harry's Seeker-"
"Obviously," Ron commented.
"Dean's Keeper, and Seamus and Ron are Chasers," George finished.
"Great," Justin said. Then a thought struck him. "Who are we playing? We only have enough people for one team."
"A group of Ravenclaws said they wanted to play," said Dean. "So it's now officially an unofficial game." Everyone chuckled.
As soon as the Ravenclaw team came, the game begun.
The scrimmage match went spectacularly and eventually, the Gryffindors won. The Ravenclaws took their defeat gracefully and there were handshakes all around.
As the Ravenclaw's retreated to the castle, an ecstatic Seamus greeted Justin.
"You were fantastic," Seamus commented.
"So were you," Justin said.
"D'you want to go on a walk somewhere?" Seamus offered. "To cool down and all that."
Justin agreed and the two set off walking towards the lake. They sat down underneath an oak tree and watched the sun set.
"Justin?" Seamus spoke up suddenly.
"Hmm?"
"Have you ever been in love?" The question rattled Justin so much he was not able to reply.
"Er, yes," he replied at last.
"Same here," Seamus said. "But if only that person knew..." He trailed off. Justin didn't know what to say. "I mean, let's say that I was sitting next to the person I really liked and didn't know what to do except kissing, but I didn't think the person would want to kiss me, how could I know anything about that and-" Justin listened to Seamus ramble and his stomach jolted. He couldn't believe it. It was too good to be true.
And with that thought in mind, he leaned over and kissed Seamus gently on the mouth. Seamus returned the kiss with an even greater one. Ah, Seamus, Justin thought. The sun dipped behind the horizon and just then, the stars came out.
Justin looked through the leaves of his Bullfrog Bush at the Gryffindor he had fancied for so long. He had not had any luck with girls and being so frustrated, turned to the gender he could at least understand. And the boy with the dazzling smile and soul-searching eyes had captivated Justin's attention. Unfortunately he hadn't talked alone to Seamus since Halloween (Justin complimented Seamus on his spiky hairdo).
He had to figure out a way to get closer to Seamus. Nothing was coming to mind. Justin sighed and reached for his pruning shears... but they were gone. Blasted Hannah, Justin thought. Wait... this was perfect! He now had an excuse to talk to Seamus!
Almost giggling with the simplicity of his plan, Justin gleefully bounced out of his seat (bumping into Ernie, who accidentally cut off the leaf of his Bush and was sprayed with cold slime) and walked to the Gryffindor's table in what he hoped was a casual way. Seamus glanced up at him as he drew nearer, and Justin got to look into his hypnotic brown eyes.
"Hello," he said kindly. "D'you think I could borrow your pruning shears?"
"Of course," replied Seamus and gave him the green shears. Their fingers touched as Justin received them. Justin grinned at Seamus and walked back to his table.
Not much, but at least it's a start. He's more handsome up close, Justin thought; not knowing that one table down, a sandy-haired boy was thinking the exact same thing.
One day, after Justin had had all his lessons, he planned to relax in the library with a good book. He walked inside the cool room and found the book he was looking for: Lost in Midwinter. Justin settled down in a wooden chair and started to read.
Five minutes later, he heard the opening of the library door and someone shuffling in. He glanced at the doorway and his heart froze. There, with tousled hair and a flushed face, was Seamus. Justin had to repress his urge to run up to the guy and snog him senseless.
Just too bloody fine, Justin thought. He resumed reading his book with a willpower he didn't know he had. However, he did not get much reading done.
"Justin?" a soft voice said. Seamus was standing in front of him, his eyes warm and glowing and lips slightly parted.
"Yes?" Justin managed to squeak.
"Care to join me and my friends in a game of Quidditch?" asked Seamus. "I mean... would you want to... I understand if you wouldn't... but I'd like you to." The last part of his sentence was barely more than a mumble. Justin's heart started to pump so hard he thought it would push its way out of his chest.
"Of course I would," Justin said. "I'd join you anytime." He realized what he said and froze. I did not just say that. Seamus blushed, so did Justin. Crap, I said it. Oh no oh no oh no what will he think now?
"We're meeting out on the Quidditch field for a scrimage match," Seamus said. "It's going to start soon."
"Oh," croaked Justin. It was all he could say through the large lump in his throat. "I'd better... get my broomstick then."
"I have the balls," Seamus said. "Oh, and the beater club. What position do you want?"
"Chaser," Justin said. "How about you?"
"Chaser," Seamus grinned. Justin smiled back.
Five minutes passed... Justin had gotten his broomstick and met Seamus and some other Gryffindors at the Quidditch pitch. Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Dean Thomas, Fred Weasley and his twin George were already there, gathered in a circle to choose teams. Everyone's eyes were on Justin as he entered the circle.
"Er, hi," Justin said. "I hope you don't mind me entering."
"I invited him," added Seamus. "He does want to play, and we were short one person." Fred and George slapped Justin on the back.
"Welcome!" Fred said.
"We assume you'll be a Chaser," George added. "If you don't mind. Me and Fred are Beaters, Harry's Seeker-"
"Obviously," Ron commented.
"Dean's Keeper, and Seamus and Ron are Chasers," George finished.
"Great," Justin said. Then a thought struck him. "Who are we playing? We only have enough people for one team."
"A group of Ravenclaws said they wanted to play," said Dean. "So it's now officially an unofficial game." Everyone chuckled.
As soon as the Ravenclaw team came, the game begun.
The scrimmage match went spectacularly and eventually, the Gryffindors won. The Ravenclaws took their defeat gracefully and there were handshakes all around.
As the Ravenclaw's retreated to the castle, an ecstatic Seamus greeted Justin.
"You were fantastic," Seamus commented.
"So were you," Justin said.
"D'you want to go on a walk somewhere?" Seamus offered. "To cool down and all that."
Justin agreed and the two set off walking towards the lake. They sat down underneath an oak tree and watched the sun set.
"Justin?" Seamus spoke up suddenly.
"Hmm?"
"Have you ever been in love?" The question rattled Justin so much he was not able to reply.
"Er, yes," he replied at last.
"Same here," Seamus said. "But if only that person knew..." He trailed off. Justin didn't know what to say. "I mean, let's say that I was sitting next to the person I really liked and didn't know what to do except kissing, but I didn't think the person would want to kiss me, how could I know anything about that and-" Justin listened to Seamus ramble and his stomach jolted. He couldn't believe it. It was too good to be true.
And with that thought in mind, he leaned over and kissed Seamus gently on the mouth. Seamus returned the kiss with an even greater one. Ah, Seamus, Justin thought. The sun dipped behind the horizon and just then, the stars came out.