A Tangled Web of Love
Justin looked at Seamus devotedly. They were in one of the hidden rooms on the third floor of Hogwarts. No one knew that Justin and Seamus were together as a couple. People at Hogwarts were extremely disgusted with the thought of same-sex relationships, which is why Justin and Seamus were forced to meet late at night, in secret rooms and act like nothing was happening between them.
"Seamus," Justin said. His boyfriend looked at him longingly and stepped closer, his breath loud and harsh.
"Yes, blueberry?" Seamus asked, his voice husky. Justin's eyebrow perked in confusion.
"Blueberry? What the hell?" asked Justin. "Where'd you get that?"
"Your favorite breakfast is blueberry muffins," Seamus said. "And you remind me of a blueberry." Justin furrowed his eyebrows and glared at him.
"Great," Justin said. "I know I'm fat, you don't have to remind me."
"Justin, you're not fat," Seamus said. "I only said you remind me of a blueberry because you taste like them and you always have blue socks on."
"Oh," Justin muttered. There was a long pause and the only sound heard were two boys breathing. Justin gazed at Seamus and suddenly wrapped his arms around the Gryffindor's middle. He placed a soft kiss on Seamus's cheek.
"So, what should we do?"
"I have several ideas, all of them involving screwing you wildly in a vat of gelatin," Seamus said cheekily. Justin feigned anger.
"How dare you corrupt my innocent ears, you naughty Gryffindor," Justin said.
"I couldn't help it, I'm afraid, my delicious Hufflepuff," whispered Seamus, very close to Justin's ear.
Justin felt Seamus's breath on his cheek and a shiver ran down his spine. Seamus leaned in and gave Justin a sexily chaste kiss on the mouth. Justin retaliated with a more passionate kiss, which steadily escalated to a hot and heavy makeout session. Seamus unzipped Justin's robes and they fell to the ground in a heap. The sandy-haired boy caressed Justin's chest in slow, tantalizing circles. Justin was busy trying to undo the top button of Seamus's robes as well as concentrating on Seamus's sweet mouth. Unfortunately, the school bell ringing interrupted their kissing. Seamus pulled away from Justin in an instant.
"Shit," Seamus swore. "I'll be late for Potions. Snape will kill me for sure." Justin pulled on his robes and turned around for Seamus to zip up the back.
"You have never been late for Potions before, Shay," Justin said. "Snape won't punish you that heavily. Trust me."
"'Course I trust you, Justin," remarked Seamus. "I'm sure it won't be that bad. But you have to get going. McGonagall is a different story." Justin nodded and gave Seamus a quick peck on the cheek.
"Same time tomorrow?" asked the Hufflepuff.
"As always," Seamus said.
"Excellent," grinned Justin and left the room with his things. Seamus gathered his books and then he, too, left the room.
*
As it turned out, Seamus got into the Potions classroom just before Snape entered, as sour as ever. Dean was surprised to see Seamus enter late and flicked a note towards his friend. Seamus opened it and read:
Where were you? I looked all over but couldn't find you. -Dean
Seamus wrote back:
Was helping a friend. Sorry.
Dean was puzzled but didn't write any more notes to his friend after that.
Class passed uneventfully and Snape assigned their homework as the Gryffindors and Slytherins walked out the door. Dean came up to Seamus as they were walking down the hallway.
"Hey, do you want to go to the library to work on our Potions assignment?" Dean asked.
"Huh?" Seamus said intelligently. "Oh, sure."
"What's wrong," Dean wondered. Shay, Seamus thought. I love it when Justin calls me that.
"You seem distant," added Dean. Seamus sighed happily, his eyes sparkling.
"I'm fine," Seamus said, his mind still focused on his beloved Hufflepuff. "Better than fine, actually. I'm wonderful." Something clicked in Dean's mind and he stared at his friend in shock.
"You're in love," Dean said bluntly. "Aren't you?"
"Oh, yes," said Seamus dreamily.
"Who's the lucky person?" Dean asked. "It's not Lavender, is it?"
"No, it's Justin Finch-Fletchley," Seamus said, sighing. Dean gasped.
"The Hufflepuff we sit next to in Herbology?" Dean exclaimed. "The one who threw up on my shoes after seeing dead rats in the Shumble plant? The guy who can hardly string two words together? Him?" Seamus came back to reality and glared at Dean.
"Yes, him," Seamus said. "You don't know him at all. He's really a decent guy." Dean snorted.
"Yeah, if you adore people with low IQ's," he remarked.
"Justin does not have a low IQ," snapped Seamus. "He's brilliant. Gets full marks in everything he does."
"He must have to butter up a lot of teachers then," Dean said coldly. Seamus turned and stared at his friend angrily.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Seamus asked. "I happen to like the guy and you're finding everything wrong about him under the sun."
"He's not your type, okay?" Dean retorted. "He's a numbskull and has no decent personality whatsoever. I just think you can find someone better."
"Oh really?" Seamus said bitterly. "And who do you suggest?" Dean muttered something so softly Seamus couldn't quite catch the words.
"Who?" Seamus asked again.
"Someone who cares about you very deeply," Dean said. "Um."
"Yeah?" Seamus inquired. Dean seemed to be having a hard time breathing. He looked at Seamus, his dark brown eyes wet. Wait. Dean's crying? Seamus felt his anger dissipating as quickly as it had come.
"Dean, what's wrong?"
"I like you, okay?" Dean whispered, a tear slowly running down his face. "You shouldn't be with Justin. He won't treat you right. You deserve more." He turned sharply and walked away from Seamus so quickly Seamus didn't have time to react. The sandy-haired boy was left, stunned and very confused.
*
Ron was playing chess with Harry in the Gryffindor common room (and winning, too) when Dean stomped through, looking frustrated and disappointed. Ron moved his pawn to E5 and got up from the table as Harry was thinking about his move.
"Oi, Dean, what's wrong?" asked Ron. Dean turned, as he was just about to open the door to the staircase that led to the boys' dormitory and gritted his teeth.
"Nothing," Dean replied angrily. "Just fuck off." Ron, stunned by Dean's coarse language, turned and went back to his chess game. Dean ran up the stairs to his dormitory and slammed the door hard behind him.
"What's wrong with Dean?" asked Harry.
"I dunno, he wouldn't say," Ron said. "It's weird, Dean's never mad." Harry nodded and moved his knight to an empty space on the chessboard. Ron grinned and moved his queen directly in front of Harry's king.
"Checkmate," Ron said triumphantly.
*
Seamus waited for Justin to come out of the Transfiguration classroom, and then approached him. Justin didn't like the worried and confused look on the Gryffindor's face.
"Hi Seamus," Justin said, attempting to sound cheerful. "How are you?"
"Confused," admitted Seamus. "Look, can we talk somewhere more private?"
Justin nodded and the two walked to the third floor to the safety of their secret room. When both of them were safely inside, Seamus took a deep breath and began his speech shakily.
"After Potions today, Dean confronted me. and I found out he liked me," Seamus said.
"Of course he does, he's your friend," Justin remarked.
"No, he likes me," Seamus said. "As in strong feelings." He bit his lip nervously. "I don't know what to do. I don't find him terribly attractive, but he is my good friend. I don't want to lose his friendship."
"Then tell him what you told me," said Justin. "Hopefully, if he's a friend, he'll want to maintain the friendship as well." Seamus nodded.
"I'll do that," he remarked and kissed Justin lightly before heading off to the Gryffindor tower to reconcile his friendship with his best friend.
Justin looked at Seamus devotedly. They were in one of the hidden rooms on the third floor of Hogwarts. No one knew that Justin and Seamus were together as a couple. People at Hogwarts were extremely disgusted with the thought of same-sex relationships, which is why Justin and Seamus were forced to meet late at night, in secret rooms and act like nothing was happening between them.
"Seamus," Justin said. His boyfriend looked at him longingly and stepped closer, his breath loud and harsh.
"Yes, blueberry?" Seamus asked, his voice husky. Justin's eyebrow perked in confusion.
"Blueberry? What the hell?" asked Justin. "Where'd you get that?"
"Your favorite breakfast is blueberry muffins," Seamus said. "And you remind me of a blueberry." Justin furrowed his eyebrows and glared at him.
"Great," Justin said. "I know I'm fat, you don't have to remind me."
"Justin, you're not fat," Seamus said. "I only said you remind me of a blueberry because you taste like them and you always have blue socks on."
"Oh," Justin muttered. There was a long pause and the only sound heard were two boys breathing. Justin gazed at Seamus and suddenly wrapped his arms around the Gryffindor's middle. He placed a soft kiss on Seamus's cheek.
"So, what should we do?"
"I have several ideas, all of them involving screwing you wildly in a vat of gelatin," Seamus said cheekily. Justin feigned anger.
"How dare you corrupt my innocent ears, you naughty Gryffindor," Justin said.
"I couldn't help it, I'm afraid, my delicious Hufflepuff," whispered Seamus, very close to Justin's ear.
Justin felt Seamus's breath on his cheek and a shiver ran down his spine. Seamus leaned in and gave Justin a sexily chaste kiss on the mouth. Justin retaliated with a more passionate kiss, which steadily escalated to a hot and heavy makeout session. Seamus unzipped Justin's robes and they fell to the ground in a heap. The sandy-haired boy caressed Justin's chest in slow, tantalizing circles. Justin was busy trying to undo the top button of Seamus's robes as well as concentrating on Seamus's sweet mouth. Unfortunately, the school bell ringing interrupted their kissing. Seamus pulled away from Justin in an instant.
"Shit," Seamus swore. "I'll be late for Potions. Snape will kill me for sure." Justin pulled on his robes and turned around for Seamus to zip up the back.
"You have never been late for Potions before, Shay," Justin said. "Snape won't punish you that heavily. Trust me."
"'Course I trust you, Justin," remarked Seamus. "I'm sure it won't be that bad. But you have to get going. McGonagall is a different story." Justin nodded and gave Seamus a quick peck on the cheek.
"Same time tomorrow?" asked the Hufflepuff.
"As always," Seamus said.
"Excellent," grinned Justin and left the room with his things. Seamus gathered his books and then he, too, left the room.
*
As it turned out, Seamus got into the Potions classroom just before Snape entered, as sour as ever. Dean was surprised to see Seamus enter late and flicked a note towards his friend. Seamus opened it and read:
Where were you? I looked all over but couldn't find you. -Dean
Seamus wrote back:
Was helping a friend. Sorry.
Dean was puzzled but didn't write any more notes to his friend after that.
Class passed uneventfully and Snape assigned their homework as the Gryffindors and Slytherins walked out the door. Dean came up to Seamus as they were walking down the hallway.
"Hey, do you want to go to the library to work on our Potions assignment?" Dean asked.
"Huh?" Seamus said intelligently. "Oh, sure."
"What's wrong," Dean wondered. Shay, Seamus thought. I love it when Justin calls me that.
"You seem distant," added Dean. Seamus sighed happily, his eyes sparkling.
"I'm fine," Seamus said, his mind still focused on his beloved Hufflepuff. "Better than fine, actually. I'm wonderful." Something clicked in Dean's mind and he stared at his friend in shock.
"You're in love," Dean said bluntly. "Aren't you?"
"Oh, yes," said Seamus dreamily.
"Who's the lucky person?" Dean asked. "It's not Lavender, is it?"
"No, it's Justin Finch-Fletchley," Seamus said, sighing. Dean gasped.
"The Hufflepuff we sit next to in Herbology?" Dean exclaimed. "The one who threw up on my shoes after seeing dead rats in the Shumble plant? The guy who can hardly string two words together? Him?" Seamus came back to reality and glared at Dean.
"Yes, him," Seamus said. "You don't know him at all. He's really a decent guy." Dean snorted.
"Yeah, if you adore people with low IQ's," he remarked.
"Justin does not have a low IQ," snapped Seamus. "He's brilliant. Gets full marks in everything he does."
"He must have to butter up a lot of teachers then," Dean said coldly. Seamus turned and stared at his friend angrily.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Seamus asked. "I happen to like the guy and you're finding everything wrong about him under the sun."
"He's not your type, okay?" Dean retorted. "He's a numbskull and has no decent personality whatsoever. I just think you can find someone better."
"Oh really?" Seamus said bitterly. "And who do you suggest?" Dean muttered something so softly Seamus couldn't quite catch the words.
"Who?" Seamus asked again.
"Someone who cares about you very deeply," Dean said. "Um."
"Yeah?" Seamus inquired. Dean seemed to be having a hard time breathing. He looked at Seamus, his dark brown eyes wet. Wait. Dean's crying? Seamus felt his anger dissipating as quickly as it had come.
"Dean, what's wrong?"
"I like you, okay?" Dean whispered, a tear slowly running down his face. "You shouldn't be with Justin. He won't treat you right. You deserve more." He turned sharply and walked away from Seamus so quickly Seamus didn't have time to react. The sandy-haired boy was left, stunned and very confused.
*
Ron was playing chess with Harry in the Gryffindor common room (and winning, too) when Dean stomped through, looking frustrated and disappointed. Ron moved his pawn to E5 and got up from the table as Harry was thinking about his move.
"Oi, Dean, what's wrong?" asked Ron. Dean turned, as he was just about to open the door to the staircase that led to the boys' dormitory and gritted his teeth.
"Nothing," Dean replied angrily. "Just fuck off." Ron, stunned by Dean's coarse language, turned and went back to his chess game. Dean ran up the stairs to his dormitory and slammed the door hard behind him.
"What's wrong with Dean?" asked Harry.
"I dunno, he wouldn't say," Ron said. "It's weird, Dean's never mad." Harry nodded and moved his knight to an empty space on the chessboard. Ron grinned and moved his queen directly in front of Harry's king.
"Checkmate," Ron said triumphantly.
*
Seamus waited for Justin to come out of the Transfiguration classroom, and then approached him. Justin didn't like the worried and confused look on the Gryffindor's face.
"Hi Seamus," Justin said, attempting to sound cheerful. "How are you?"
"Confused," admitted Seamus. "Look, can we talk somewhere more private?"
Justin nodded and the two walked to the third floor to the safety of their secret room. When both of them were safely inside, Seamus took a deep breath and began his speech shakily.
"After Potions today, Dean confronted me. and I found out he liked me," Seamus said.
"Of course he does, he's your friend," Justin remarked.
"No, he likes me," Seamus said. "As in strong feelings." He bit his lip nervously. "I don't know what to do. I don't find him terribly attractive, but he is my good friend. I don't want to lose his friendship."
"Then tell him what you told me," said Justin. "Hopefully, if he's a friend, he'll want to maintain the friendship as well." Seamus nodded.
"I'll do that," he remarked and kissed Justin lightly before heading off to the Gryffindor tower to reconcile his friendship with his best friend.