Greenhouse Love
Seamus Finnigan walked into the library, hoping to get some information on the structure, magical properties, and cultivation of a red-brushed daisy for his huge Herbology essay. It was due the next day and Seamus needed some help badly. Unfortunately his best friend Dean Thomas had not been much help since he had already done his essay and refused to help Seamus. So Seamus's last resort was the library, having found no information in the book.
He looked around the dusty room and saw that a few people were in there. Cho Chang from Ravenclaw, Hermione Granger, and Justin Finch-Fletchley, a Hufflepuff from his Herbology class, were working quietly at separate tables. Seamus was certain that Hermione and Justin had already done their Herbology essays, so he made his way towards the plants section of the library.
After fifteen minutes of searching for the 1001 Plants and Herbs book, Seamus still couldn't find anything. He grit his teeth and tried not to let his temper get the best of him.
"Where the hell is that plant book?" Seamus half-shouted, grabbing books and tossing them off the shelves in a fury when he saw they were not what he was looking for. Someone tapped his shoulder and Seamus flinched.
"Get the HELL away from me!" he yelled and spun around. Justin Finch- Fletchley stood in front of him, confused and hurt.
"I have 1001 plants and herbs," Justin said. "I was using it to do my essay, but I'm finished now. You can use it if you like." Seamus's anger quickly disappeared.
"Thanks mate," he said. "Sorry I'm a little testy, but... you know."
"Irish men and their temper," Justin remarked, flashing Seamus a large grin.
"Aye, that's us," joked Seamus. "So, where are you sitting?"
Justin led him to a small round table near a corner of the library. The book Seamus had been searching for lay innocently on the table. Seamus picked up the book, thumbed through the pages, and noticed that the section on the red-brushed daisy was book-marked. He glanced at Justin.
"Is this your handiwork?" he wondered.
"Yes, that's me," Justin said. "I have a habit of book-marking things to make note-taking easier for me. I'm a little obsessive with note-taking." Seamus looked down at Justin's homework and saw this to be true; Justin had full five pages of notes about the daisy.
"I see," said Seamus. "Thanks for the book. I'll see you 'round." Seamus turned and walked towards an empty table. Just before he sat down, Seamus could have sworn he heard Justin say quietly, "Nice meeting you" but it must have been his imagination.
*
The next morning in Herbology, Seamus turned in his four-page long essay to Professor Sprout happily. Thankful he managed to write it in time, he flashed a grin towards Justin as he took his seat and mouthed "thanks." Justin smiled back and Seamus felt a shiver run down his spine for some reason.
Though come to think of it, Justin wasn't bad looking. He had somewhat wavy golden brown hair with hazel eyes, framed by thin, arched eyebrows. When he smiled, there was a dimple on his right cheek, emphasized more by his round face. Justin wasn't too tall, but looked older than he actually was. Seamus noticed that Justin was left-handed and held his quill in his large hand strangely. The more he looked at the Hufflepuff, the harder it was to tear his gaze away from him.
*
Weeks passed, and Seamus's feelings for Justin grew. His obsession expanded to the point where he could no longer stop thinking about Justin. Sadly all Seamus could manage to say to him was "hi" because he was too nervous to say anything else.
Every night, Seamus thought and prayed that Justin felt the same way he did, but he knew it was impossible.
*
One Wednesday afternoon, after all classes were over, Seamus just "happened" to see Justin at the greenhouses. His interest piqued, Seamus managed to summon up his courage and actually hold a conversation with Justin. That would prove harder to do than Seamus expected.
"Hi, Justin," Seamus squeaked. Justin turned, saw Seamus, and gave him a heart-warming, earth-shattering smile.
"Hey, Seamus," he said. "What are you doing here?" The simple question nearly brought Seamus to his knees. Justin was so caring, so decent.. So hot, the back of Seamus's mind mentioned. Oh no, not now, Seamus thought as he felt his face starting to heat up.
"Nothing really, just admiring the plants," Seamus said, pretending to act calm.
"Aren't they lovely?" Justin asked.
"They're stunning," Seamus said, not really looking at the plants, but at the golden-brown haired boy in front of him. Justin didn't notice this attention, however, but gently fingered the petal of a pink rose. Seamus watched Justin's fingers slide across the petal and his mouth went dry. His throat stopped working and a whole flood of newly found emotions swept across Seamus and stimulated his adrenaline.
"Justin." Seamus croaked. Justin turned and looked at the Gryffindor with a sexily innocent look. That was the last straw. Pulling Justin into his arms, Seamus planted a furious and passionate kiss on the boy's lips. The moment was quickly lost as Justin removed himself from Seamus.
"What are you doing?" Justin asked, confusion and anger in his eyes.
"Sorry," Seamus said. "I couldn't help it. I mean, the way you held the petal. er, your hair. I don't know." Damn it, I sound feeble, Seamus thought, inwardly cursing himself. He'll never like you now.
"I thought you only liked girls," said Justin. "You and Lavender Brown."
"I don't really like Lavender," Seamus said. "I needed a date for the Yule Ball. Going to that thing single is a sure recipe for disaster. And, if you don't feel that way. I understand. I act too quickly."
"Stop it," Justin said furiously. "Don't apologize. That was fantastic." Seamus gaped at him.
"Really?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes," said Justin and kissed Seamus again. Seamus held Justin close to him and the two stayed in each other's embrace for a very long time.
Seamus Finnigan walked into the library, hoping to get some information on the structure, magical properties, and cultivation of a red-brushed daisy for his huge Herbology essay. It was due the next day and Seamus needed some help badly. Unfortunately his best friend Dean Thomas had not been much help since he had already done his essay and refused to help Seamus. So Seamus's last resort was the library, having found no information in the book.
He looked around the dusty room and saw that a few people were in there. Cho Chang from Ravenclaw, Hermione Granger, and Justin Finch-Fletchley, a Hufflepuff from his Herbology class, were working quietly at separate tables. Seamus was certain that Hermione and Justin had already done their Herbology essays, so he made his way towards the plants section of the library.
After fifteen minutes of searching for the 1001 Plants and Herbs book, Seamus still couldn't find anything. He grit his teeth and tried not to let his temper get the best of him.
"Where the hell is that plant book?" Seamus half-shouted, grabbing books and tossing them off the shelves in a fury when he saw they were not what he was looking for. Someone tapped his shoulder and Seamus flinched.
"Get the HELL away from me!" he yelled and spun around. Justin Finch- Fletchley stood in front of him, confused and hurt.
"I have 1001 plants and herbs," Justin said. "I was using it to do my essay, but I'm finished now. You can use it if you like." Seamus's anger quickly disappeared.
"Thanks mate," he said. "Sorry I'm a little testy, but... you know."
"Irish men and their temper," Justin remarked, flashing Seamus a large grin.
"Aye, that's us," joked Seamus. "So, where are you sitting?"
Justin led him to a small round table near a corner of the library. The book Seamus had been searching for lay innocently on the table. Seamus picked up the book, thumbed through the pages, and noticed that the section on the red-brushed daisy was book-marked. He glanced at Justin.
"Is this your handiwork?" he wondered.
"Yes, that's me," Justin said. "I have a habit of book-marking things to make note-taking easier for me. I'm a little obsessive with note-taking." Seamus looked down at Justin's homework and saw this to be true; Justin had full five pages of notes about the daisy.
"I see," said Seamus. "Thanks for the book. I'll see you 'round." Seamus turned and walked towards an empty table. Just before he sat down, Seamus could have sworn he heard Justin say quietly, "Nice meeting you" but it must have been his imagination.
*
The next morning in Herbology, Seamus turned in his four-page long essay to Professor Sprout happily. Thankful he managed to write it in time, he flashed a grin towards Justin as he took his seat and mouthed "thanks." Justin smiled back and Seamus felt a shiver run down his spine for some reason.
Though come to think of it, Justin wasn't bad looking. He had somewhat wavy golden brown hair with hazel eyes, framed by thin, arched eyebrows. When he smiled, there was a dimple on his right cheek, emphasized more by his round face. Justin wasn't too tall, but looked older than he actually was. Seamus noticed that Justin was left-handed and held his quill in his large hand strangely. The more he looked at the Hufflepuff, the harder it was to tear his gaze away from him.
*
Weeks passed, and Seamus's feelings for Justin grew. His obsession expanded to the point where he could no longer stop thinking about Justin. Sadly all Seamus could manage to say to him was "hi" because he was too nervous to say anything else.
Every night, Seamus thought and prayed that Justin felt the same way he did, but he knew it was impossible.
*
One Wednesday afternoon, after all classes were over, Seamus just "happened" to see Justin at the greenhouses. His interest piqued, Seamus managed to summon up his courage and actually hold a conversation with Justin. That would prove harder to do than Seamus expected.
"Hi, Justin," Seamus squeaked. Justin turned, saw Seamus, and gave him a heart-warming, earth-shattering smile.
"Hey, Seamus," he said. "What are you doing here?" The simple question nearly brought Seamus to his knees. Justin was so caring, so decent.. So hot, the back of Seamus's mind mentioned. Oh no, not now, Seamus thought as he felt his face starting to heat up.
"Nothing really, just admiring the plants," Seamus said, pretending to act calm.
"Aren't they lovely?" Justin asked.
"They're stunning," Seamus said, not really looking at the plants, but at the golden-brown haired boy in front of him. Justin didn't notice this attention, however, but gently fingered the petal of a pink rose. Seamus watched Justin's fingers slide across the petal and his mouth went dry. His throat stopped working and a whole flood of newly found emotions swept across Seamus and stimulated his adrenaline.
"Justin." Seamus croaked. Justin turned and looked at the Gryffindor with a sexily innocent look. That was the last straw. Pulling Justin into his arms, Seamus planted a furious and passionate kiss on the boy's lips. The moment was quickly lost as Justin removed himself from Seamus.
"What are you doing?" Justin asked, confusion and anger in his eyes.
"Sorry," Seamus said. "I couldn't help it. I mean, the way you held the petal. er, your hair. I don't know." Damn it, I sound feeble, Seamus thought, inwardly cursing himself. He'll never like you now.
"I thought you only liked girls," said Justin. "You and Lavender Brown."
"I don't really like Lavender," Seamus said. "I needed a date for the Yule Ball. Going to that thing single is a sure recipe for disaster. And, if you don't feel that way. I understand. I act too quickly."
"Stop it," Justin said furiously. "Don't apologize. That was fantastic." Seamus gaped at him.
"Really?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes," said Justin and kissed Seamus again. Seamus held Justin close to him and the two stayed in each other's embrace for a very long time.