*sob sob* Darlings I am soooo sorry~!!!!! I know excuses aren't worth anything, but I'll give you mine. See, first I was in Colorado with my boyfriend, looking for a house, then when we came home, my computer shut down! It was in the shop for a few weeks, and it had lost my new chapters! Then before I got a chance to retype them, Seiya got sick! Seiya's my best friend's daughter. She was like, hospital sick, but we didn't have the money to take her in! So we all were like, on the street constantly for 2 whole fuckin' days! Then Seiya was in the hospital and Keiko was leaving on vacation~! It wasn't really her fault, her parents made her go, though they did take a little Christian girl with to make Kei a bit less pissed off. So River (my bf), Autumn and I spent a shitload of time with Seiya and the doctors. And now, I'm finally back!!!! I'm so fuckin' sorry for the major delay!!! Hugs and kisses to all the darlings who are back with me, reading this again! I love you!!!!!
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Harry and Ron ended up playing Sailormoon late into the night and Seamus ended up watching them. Though, they didn't notice him…
"Ha! Sailor Mars wins again!"
"You're so pathetic Harry."
"Well, I don't see your wimpy little Mercury winning anything for you."
"Shut up."
Anyway, they played late, and Seamus watched them. When they had put the cards away and fell asleep, Seamus got up lightly from his bed and walked over to Harry. He gazed quietly at the sleeping boy.
"You'll never be mine will you?" he whispered, gently touching Harry's cheek. "Shouldn't it bother me more?"
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"You look like Percy." Harry said flatly the next morning. "A short Percy."
"It's the glasses." Ron said as he adjusted said glasses. Harry nodded. "Why am I doing this again?"
"Because I need to be able to see today." Harry said.
"I don't see why." Ron replied, removing the glasses.
"No, you can't see much of anything without those, now can you?" Harry grinned. The two had switched eyes for the day. A little trick Ron had picked up the other day. The reason? Harry needed to see during a Quidditch match against Hufflepuff later that day. Last match he had lost his glasses and therefore lost the match. The team had insisted that he find a solution.
"You had better win that match, that's all I've got to say." Ron said flatly, replacing the glasses on his face. Harry smiled. Just then there was a loud knock on the door.
"Haaaarrrry! Rooooooon!" Draco's voice called. "It's time for breakfaaast!"
"Coming!" the boys replied. Ron readjusted his glasses, sighed, and turned toward the door.
"Let's go."
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Draco waited impatiently outside the door of the boys dorms. She was on the verge of tapping her foot in annoyance when the door opened. She got a vague sense that something was off, but ignored it.
"Great, let's go." She said, grabbing Harry's hand and pulling him down the stairs. They got to the common room and got a few funny glances, but Draco wasn't really paying attention. Hermione joined them, giving Harry and Ron funny looks, but staying quiet, and soon the group made it to the Great Hall. As they sat down Seamus started giving them funny looks.
"What's going on?" Draco hissed, looking around in frustration. Harry laughed. Draco's pretty face twisted into annoyance. Then it hit her. Where were Harry's glasses? Wait…why was Ron wearing Harry's glasses? Draco blinked. "What happened to you two? You have a crash collision with a batch of Polyjuice potion?"
This sent the boys in question into peals of laughter.
"We only switched eyes!" Harry giggled. "For my match today. I'm sure you remember the last one?"
Draco smirked.
"You're creative, I'll give you that." She said. "Honestly."
Hermione giggled and poked at Harry.
"You look good without glasses, Harry." She said. "Very cute."
Harry shoved her hand away.
"Go away." He mumbled and Draco grinned.
"Poor ickle Ronnikins." Draco teased. "Bet those glasses are bothering you."
"Oh shut up."
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The day was highly uneventful until Potions class. When they walked in, Snape didn't glare at them, insult them, or take points away from Gryffindor. In fact, he simply looked at them. Not to mention, he had washed his hair. When class started, he looked around at the students.
"Today," he said flatly. "We will be having a friend of mine sitting in during classes. I expect that you'll all be on your best behaviour, and will be most respectful."
Everyone nodded mutely. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Snape called. A well built man with thick black hair and olive skin burst in.
"Hey Snapey, sorry I'm late!" the man gave a charming grin. "Got held up by Dumbledore. Harry!"
Harry stared in shock.
"S-Sirius?" he gaped. "B-but…"
"Name's cleared Harry!" Sirius grinned. "But we can talk about that later! So Snapey, should I sit with the Gryffindors or do you have a seat especially for me?"
"Sit wherever you like, Black." Snape said with a very forced smile. The class stared. And then they stared more. Sirius Black was sitting in on class, and Snape was being if not nice, at least polite, to him? Wha…?
"Alright." Sirius took a seat next to Harry. Snape narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Black, if you intend to sit by Potter, may I ask that you not try to help him with his potion?"
"Aw, c'mon Snapey, why not?"
"Because, Potter is just as horrible as his father was at potions, and since you and James never failed to blow up a potion, I should think you'll have the same result with Potter there."
"Fine, fine."
"Good, on with class."
While Snape talked, Sirius leaned over to Harry.
"So, who's the blonde?" he whispered, motioning toward Draco, on Harry's other side. Harry sighed.
"Call her Dawn Mornings, but I'll tell you the real story later." He whispered back. Snape sighed.
"Black, don't distract my students or I'll be forced to move you between the girls." He said half jokingly motioning toward Parvati and Lavender. Sirius grinned and mock saluted.
"Gotcha. No more distractions. No sir."
The class giggled and Snape didn't even glare at them. Everybody made their potion perfectly; even Neville who was considerably calmer without Snape hovering and yelling at him. Seamus was the only one not enjoying Sirius' presence in the class. He was lost in thought. Figuratively. As opposed to Sirius who was quite literally 'lost in thought.'
Sirius's mind:
Sirius: Um, excuse me? I was following a thought about Remus, but I seem to have lost my way. Could you help me?
Passing Thought: Go away.
Sirius: Well!
Ahem, anyway. Seamus was lost in thought. He sighed, staring blankly at the back of Harry's head. He couldn't figure out his own feelings, and it was driving him mad. He loved Harry. Of course he did…Didn't he? What did he feel about Ron? Just friendship, and maybe a bit of annoyance. Right? And Draco Malfoy was a pretty girl, kinda nice sometimes and…wait, that's not right. Draco's a bloody git, a boy, a rival for Harry…no, he already HAD Harry! He was evil, he was to be hated, he was…a potential friend?
"NO!" Seamus screeched, jumping up. All eyes turned to him.
"Hey, kid, you alright?" Sirius asked after a moment's silence. Seamus's wide eyes turned to him.
"S-Sirius B-Black!" he gasped, having just noticed. Sirius tilted his head.
"Uh, yeah," he said. "Look kid, are you okay? What happened?"
Seamus stared at him, then at Harry, Draco and Ron.
"Is there a problem, Finnigan?" Snape hissed. Seamus mumbled something about a headache and raced out of the room. Everyone blinked. "Right, as I was saying…"
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"Is Seamus okay?" Draco asked, sounding more interested than worried. "He's been acting strange."
Harry shrugged.
"I haven't the foggiest what's up with him." He said. Ron fidgeted, but only Hermione noticed. "Either way……Sirius!"
"Hi guys!" the man greeted jogging to catch up with them. Harry smiled widely. Sirius was looking much better than last time Harry had seen him. His hair was cut to shoulder length, washed, and combed, his skin had darkened, and his eyes were shinning with happiness.
"So you're Sirius Black." Draco said flatly. "Hm. My father hates you."
Sirius blinked in surprise.
"Said you were an idiot at school and then you went off and got all this recognition as a follower of Voldemort." The blonde continued. "Which you, of course, weren't."
"Who's this father of yours?" Sirius asked in curiosity. "I don't know anyone named Mornings."
Draco sneered and Harry was reminded that yes, she was still the same old Draco Malfoy.
"Here, this might jog your memory." She said. "'Lucy! I'm hoooome!' Or if that doesn't help, you dyed my father's hair pink the night he was going to propose to my mother, or…"
Sirius's eyes grew.
"But Lucy doesn't have a daughter! And he defiantly didn't change his name…"
"Malfoy." Draco said. "My name is Draco Malfoy."
Sirius laughed.
"Good god," he snickered. "Dark arts get out of his control? Did he turn you into a girl? BWAHAHAHAHA! Oh, you do look like him when I, hehehe, think about it…WAHAHAHAHA!"
"Sirius…" Harry mumbled, embarrassed. "Draco's my…"
Sirius had calmed down a bit.
"So, heeheehee, why're you hanging around Harry?" he asked. "From what I've heard, you're as horrid as your father."
"My father is not horrid!" Draco screeched. Hermione and Ron were ignoring the whole exchange, as Hermione was glaring Ron down.
"You know about Seamus." She said. "But you're hiding something…tell me…"
Ron was slowly backing away. Meanwhile…
"Okay fine, not horrid." Sirius grinned. "But at the very least, you and Harry hate each other, right?"
"Not…exactly." Harry said, blushing darkly. Draco smiled at him, then smirked at Sirius.
"His father had no taste. Just letting Snape dump him, then dating you, then dumping my father, and of course that mudblood, Lily, but Harry obviously has better taste." Draco said. Harry glared at her. "He's my boyfriend."
"Draco if you weren't a girl…" Harry hissed. "I swear I'd knock your lights out."
"Right right," Draco waved his hand. "Sorry, no speaking ill of the deceased and all that."
Harry sighed. Sirius was staring at them. He looked about to say something when a screech rang out.
"FUCKIN' TELL ME, WEASLEY!!!" Hermione's voice howled.
Sirius, Draco, and Harry blinked.
"NO!" Ron's voice replied.
"Hermione swears?" Draco marveled.
"No way…" Harry turned and stared at his best friends. Hermione had Ron backed against a wall and was glaring at him. Ron looked both angry and afraid for his life.
"WHAT'S UP WITH SEAMUS?!?!?!" Hermione yelled.
"I DON'T FUCKIN' KNOW!!!!" Ron screamed back.
"THEN WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!"
"I'M NOT TELLING YOU ANYTHING!!!"
"WHY'RE YOU SO PROTECTIVE OF HIM?!?"
"BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!"
"YO—what?" Hermione gasped. Ron opened his mouth, then shut it again.
"I…" he dropped his gaze, then after a moment he looked up. "I love him. I love Seamus."
"You…you…" Hermione gaped. "I thought…I thought you…Harry…"
"You thought I fancied Harry?" Ron said with a bit of a smile. Hermione stared at him. He laughed a bit. "Me? Like Harry? That'd be weird! He's practically my brother!"
"Not that that stopped Fred and George." Harry whispered to Draco. The blonde choked.
"What?!" she hissed. Harry grinned and turned back to Ron and Hermione.
"B-but…" Hermione worked her mouth. "Then…Se-Seamus…"
Suddenly everything clicked in her mind. Harry liked Draco, Draco liked Harry, Seamus liked Harry, Ron liked Seamus, Seamus liked Ron, Seamus didn't understand his feelings, Seamus was acting odd.
"YES!" she yelled. "I GET IT!"
And she raced off to find Seamus. Ron, Harry, Draco, and Sirius blinked.
"Um…" Harry said, breaking the silence. The others looked at him. "We're late for lunch."