Dedicated to SirusBlackRules & Scap, 'Cause it was they're birthday a few days... er... weeks ago! ^_^; And since they told us, they get a guest appearance in this chapter! Its our gift to them! So if its your birthday, then tell us, and we'll let *you* have a guest appearance!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SirusBlackRules and Scap! We love you!

Oh yeah, did we mention *our* birthday is on January 13th ;)



Disclaimer: If any of you have read The XX then you know that Seamus' family runs an infamous Smuggiling Ring, and we needed a past for Seamus. So we used that little fact. So basically, the smuggiling ring belongs to The XX. But the rest detailing the Smuggling Ring is ours. We also don't own the song "I'd Do Anything" by Simple Plan, *or* the two lines of "God must hate me" Also belonging to the fab group Simple Plan.

Mint: You guys are so lucky. You know why?

Double: Because around the 28th page of this chapter, we decided it was *not* going to be a singing one. But --

Mint: We changed our minds when we realised that the song we were listening to on Kazaa was perfect!

Double: So the singing continues!!

Mint: Also, this chapter is not beta-ed. We have had a few offers and are now just waiting for the response back from those people.

Double: We gave them a little... "Pop Quiz"...

Mint: Aren't we evil? ::Grins::

Double: Enjoy the chapter!

Mint: See ya at the bottom!

* * * *

Chapter- 20... or something... aka "I'd Do Anything"

Rating- PG 16

Warnings- Swearing, quite a lot of it actually. And a very sexy Irish lad. And a corrupted Dennis Creevey! ^______^

* * * *


"You take her!"

"I had her an hour ago, its your turn!"

"But she wants her daddy!"

"How do *you* know that?"

"She told me."

Tom stared at his wife, with a little under two hours of sleep, he almost believed her.

"What?" Virgina yawned, holding out baby Eavalyne to her husband.

"Fine, I'll take her." He grumbled under his breath as he rocked the youngest baby to sleep.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"Eavicks awake..."

* * * *

Seamus shut the door to his dorm behind him and made his way to his bed. His room was permantly spelled with an unbreakably silent charm, so he didn't bother to muffle his heartwrenching cries as he pulled out his "Private Box". Carefully he lifted out an old album with the words 'Clan Finnigan' inscribed onto the cover. Silently he opened his family album.

The Irish man choked back a sob as the pictures in front of him started to move.

All seven of his siblings looked up at him, some smiled others waved, all oblivious to the tears running down their lone brothers pale cheek at the moment. " 'Lo Muirne," Seamus whispered, gently tracing the young four year olds outline with his finger. "Naoise, Neasa," The Irish man continued, laughing soflty as he watched the energentic six year olds chase their nine year old brother, Ronan with a small pail of water. The familys pet wolf trailing close behind the shrieking youngsters.

"Ye were always me best friend, Niall," his accent came rushing back to him as his desperation increased. "Niall... you never did tell me where you hid Riain's broom.." Seamus watched as his seventeen year old brother looked up at him quickly, before returning to chase their younger fifteen year old brother, Riain.

"Ah, the beautiful Sorcha..." Seamus stopped and inspected his eldest sister. Her light blonde hair matching his own almost perfectly, and the bright pristine ocean color of her eyes reflecting his own as well, the unique markings of a fey.

"Come on you faerie children!"

Seamus could almost hear the shout of his mother calling out to Sorcha and himself, as they hid in the long green meadows of his home land. Ah... Ireand, how he missed it. And how in some ways, he did not.

Burning flesh, tears of sorrow, the undienably screech of a banchee..the lone howl of a lost wolf...

"Quick! the house!"

"Someone help me!"

"Its here! Its time!"

"Go! Leave this place...don't come back!"

"But...but...me family..."

"Are gone, young boy. Ye on your own now. Leave!"

The incident changed everthing. His seven siblings gone. His Ma, Da...dead. He still couldn't believe it. He remembered it dimly, being forced to leave his beloved Ireland, seeking refuge at Hogwarts meeting Dean... the only person (other than Dumbledore) to know the truth of his past, the only one there to hold him at night, when his nightmares attacked full force..

Maybe he wasn't as alone as he was told to believe.

In the beginning at least, that was untill he betrayed him in the end.

That was one nightmare he didn't stray to think upon often.

"Seamus?"

'Ah... fuck... Can't a fellow cry in peace' He thought, but answered sweetly with: "Yes Ron?"

"Colins out here, said something about a picture... ripped, shampoo and wand... any idea what the bloody hell hes talking about?" Seamus winced as he dried his tears, and forcing a smile on his face he bounded out of the room.

"Who me?" Seamus purred innocently as the door swung shut, soon followed by a loud *Thwap*.

* * * *

"Albus... when is our... friend supposed to arrive?"

"Rather shortly I believe, Minerva." Headmaster Albus Dumbledore said cheerfully as he pulled a rather large pocket watch out of his robe. Profesor (Profesora in Spanish!) McGonagall noticed a picture of a wild moose on the cover before he flipped it open.

"I still choose to wonder why we must call upon... him... to help us. Isn't that Weasly boy enough?"

"Now, now Severus hes hardly a boy now. And we need as many as we can during this rather hard time." Dumbledore smiled, "But I have noticed that you seem to be the only member of the Phoenix who oposes this plan." The headmaster chuckled lightly, as the moose on his pocketwatch blinked, and began to drink from the stream that just *happened* to be at his feet.

"Albus, how did you know about this 'supposed' attack on the school?" Snape questioned lightly.

"Well, thats the strange thing." Dumbledore replied.

"Strange? Albus really, your one to speak."

"Quite so Minerva but..." he lifted his shoulders in a small shrug, "That is not a point to be debated." Dumbledore stroked his beard thoughtfully. "On with the point then, Severus. Actually a... picture... told me."

"A picture? How so?"

"Well... I was wandering the halls, and I heard a very small sound from my left, down into the dungeons. I thought it might have been our mister Potter and the Malfoy boy." The headmaster laughed slightly at the look on the potions master face. "But alas, it was only a portrait. A rather funny one at that. An absordly large woman and a very thin man. They quickly told me a few interesting facts about Voldermort. One being, his soon attack upon the school." Dumbledore stopped for a moment to collect his thoughts and continued, "Another... concerning his new wife."

Snape pretended to look shocked, " His..wife? You mean his second one?"

Dumbledore bowed his head, "Yes, we will all miss Lilly Potter."

* * * *

Seamus Finnigan glanced into the mirror, a Spice Girls towel the only thing he adorned. He silently took in his ocean colored eyes, currently a bright yellow-green and remarkably Fey. Which quickly brought up thoughts of Sorcha so he left it be. His light blonde hair was spiked up even though it was drenched with water. Silently, he sucked on his bottom lip ring as he took in his reflection. He wasn't exactly thin, but he was no where near being fat either. His nipple ring gleamed in the mist still escaping from his recent shower. (Seamus in the shower... ooo... nice...) His face looked strangely odd without his usual amount of black eyeliner, mascara, and glittering eyeshadow, the light bridge of freckles across his nose seemed more noticeable as a result. His face seemed thinner then it had been in his first few years at Hogwarts. Seamus then scrunched up his face and playfully tugged at his newly aquired eyebrow ring. The young Irish man left his eyebrow ring alone and turned his body around to see his '19th birthday gift to himself' which happened to be a magical tattoo of his family crest on the back of his left shoulder. A sprited looking fearie surrounded by silver tears which formed a glistening 'F' (As in Finnigan... get it double?) blinked innocently up at him. He licked his lips and smiled as his tongue ring grazed over his lip ring. Seamus sighed and muttered "Another day, another look." And pulled on a "Bi- Curious George" tee shirt (copywrited by the XX).

In a few hours are young Finnigan was out to greet the world...er..the school. Complete with the usual grin on his face and a quirky attitude.

"Sea!" Dennis yelled out as our friendly Gryffindor skipped down the hallway.

"Den!!" Seamus refused to call his boyfriend anything else but 'Den'. Dan was just too muggle. "So love, what did Colin have to say about the... " He grinned, "... prank?"

Dennis, who now sported blue hair, three piercings on each ear, a tongue ring and a brand new phoenix tattoo, grinned back and replied, "Oh... that! I only caught a few catchphrases."

"Let me guess: picture, ripped, shampoo, and wand?" Seamus supplied.

"Yeah... how did you know?"

"A little red head told me." He laughed, "But the full story is so much better!" Seamus then began to retell the whole story behind the prank to Dennis as they escorted each other down to the Great Hall for breakfast.

They were just about to sit down at the table when Colin came rushing over, his face an unusual red. "You... you.."

"Gay, sexy, Irish man?" Seamus supplied brightly.

Ron snorted into his pumpkin juice, and got a wink in return.

"You... corrupted my brother!" Colin yelled furiously, obviously at a lost for words.

"I did?" He smiled impishly.

"Of course you did," Dennis replied dryly, "Everyone knows that I can't corrupt myself."

"Dennis! Why are you taking his side?!"

"... Because hes my gay lover?" The younger male winked suggestively.

"Damn skippy!" Seamus cheered.

"What exactly did he do to you?" Inquired Hermione, looking over her book at the trio across from her.

"He did a spell to make me develop my film in shampoo! And when my wand touched the pictures, they instantly ripped in half!" Colin yelled, outraged.

Dennis and Seamus nodded their heads shamelessly, "Thats correct!"

"What, exactly, was on the film?" The clever girl asked again.

At this, Dennis colored slightly, "They were... incriminating pictures of Seamus and I..." He coughed and blushed again.

"We were in 'inappropriate' positions," Seamus grinned, mocking Colin's voice.

At this there were many snickers up and down the table.

Ron frowned, "Why did you want to develop *those*? We see enough of Seamus molesting Dennis as it is."

The older brother bit his lip and replied sheepishly, "I wanted to send them to mum..."

"Colin!" Yelled the blue haired wizard.

"What?"

"If I knew it was going to good use, I would have developed them meself!" Seamus laughed, hoping off the bench. "I'm goin' for a walk,"

"What about breakfast?" Dennis asked.

The irish man gave an appraising look at the other boy's body and whispered huskily, "I'll eat my fill later."

Mock whistles rang from both sides of the table, as Dennis squeaked, and Colin grew more angry.

"Later love!" Seamus called out as he bounced out of the hall.

"That boy is going to be the death of us all... " Ron muttered into his cereal. "Hey? where's Harry?" He added as he looked around the Gryffindor table.

On impulse Hermione, checked over to the Slytherin table... but Draco was there along with the rest of his crew (HA! had to put it in... hey, its better then 'posse'). Where in bloody hell was Harry?

* * * *

"God must hate me..." Sang Seamus as he frolicked across the court yard.

"Maybe you should pray for me.." Harry finished the line for him.

"Harry!" The Irish boy cried as he lunged at the other Gryffindor.

The raven haired boy laughed, but it was kind of strained; as he kept shooting nervous glances behind him.

"Its finally time someone knew some damn good punk songs around here." Seamus replied, smirking slightly.

"They're from Canada arn't they?"

"I dunno...I'm not canadian."

"...heh...your Irish." More nervous laughter, "So what are you doing out here? Isn't this when you and Dennis run off to some hidden closet and snog?"

"You know about that too, eh? But... naw, thats only on the weekdays." He grinned. "What are *you* doing out here? Arn't you suppose to be off snogging Malfoy?"

Silence.

"What?!" Harry shrieked in surprise.

"Nothing," Seamus chuckled lightly, leaning up against a near by tree.

"So... um... why don't you go get some... food or something?" The Boy-Who-Lived supplied off hand.

Seamus cocked his head to the side, as if listening to an invisable voice. "You guys broke up didn't you?" He asked quietly.

Harry turned his head away and frowned, "How'd you know? Is there a memo going around school?" He joked weakly.

"Naw, I just get the Newsletter."

Enter awkward silence.

"Nice shirt."

"I know."

More awkward silence.

"I like your glasses."

"Had 'em since first year."

"Oh. I still like them." Seamus scratched the back of his head. 'Oi! what do you know... I'm at a loss for words.' he thought silently. He then marvaled at the thought of thinking. Then he started wondering if Harry could read minds? 'Cause he was weird like that. If he could talk to snakes, then hell, why couldn't he be a fucking psychic as well? 'Go away!' Seamus mentally urged the other boy. 'Leave!'

He waited.

Nothing happened. "Damn,"

"What?"

Seamus grinned sheepishly, "Thinking out loud."

"Oh... alright then." Harry nodded his head in acceptance.

"Later." With that, Seamus walked away. He swore he almost heard Harry sigh in relief.

At that thought, the Clan Finnigan curiousity raised its little head and looked around... with a grin to himself, he quickly leapt behind a tree and with the swiftness of a cat (be the cat) he climbed up into the branches. He snickered as he watched Harry walk back into a secluded part of the Forbidden forest. 'Wonder what hes up to...' Seamus wondered to himself. He only had to wait a few long moments before he noticed a very... fuckable guy step out of the shadows. Thats right, none other then Sirius Black himself.

* * * *

" 'Lo Harry" Sirius mummered before engulfing his Godson into a large hug.

"Sirius! Your finally here!" Harry replied joyfully, as he pulled out of the hug and glanced over his sinfully handsome Godfather. (Hey, its not like they're related by blood!) Taking note that he was still a little too thin, 'but thats what happens when you try to escape from an evil Dark Lord' the golden boy thought to himself. His hair had grown quite alot, it currently reached down to his waist now, Harry could just make out a few braids interweaven throughout the long, dark black, hair. The piercings-- an eyebrow, lip, tongue, and three earings on each ear gave the convict a younger look. Harry raked his eyes down to the tight black shirt Sirius was wearing, notcing for the first time, two nipple rings. Harry blushed slightly, 'Well... thats new...' he added in. As he looked back up to face his Godfather, he tried to count the number of tattoos he had now aquired. But stopped counting, when he realised that most of them were hidden beneath his clothes. He could see about four though. One, a Celtic knot encircling his arm, another, a charkra high on his shoulder. He vaugely felt magical energy flowing from a tattoo of a Druid braid wraped around his left wrist. And he could just make out a tail of a dragon trailing out from underneath the sleeve of his Godfathers shirt. His curosity fufilled he loked up at Sirius' questioning gaze.

"Finally?"

"Yeah, finally! I mean... took you damn long enough!" Harry tried to get back into the previous conversation, "I was out here, for an hour already. Then Seamus showed up and-"

"Wait. Seamus? As in Seamus Finnigan?"

"Do you know any other Seamus's?"

"Ah, Gods I hope not. One Finnigan is enough for me." Harry gave his Godfather an appraising look. "What? Harry... stop! Your looking at me like you want to ravish me!!" At that revalation The-Boy-Who-Made-Out-With-Draco burst into laughter.

"I'm sorry... but that was one of the last things I'd thought you'd say."

"Well... alright then."

"Alright."

"Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you really want to ravish me?"

Silence.

"So... what took you so long to get here?"

Sirius gave Harry a quick once over, then turned serious. "Dementors... I found one up at the north cornor of the woods. Nearly caught me, strangest thing..the damn creature started singing..."

"Spys for Voldermort?"

"Know any other evil Dark Lords out to rule the Wizarding World?"

"Not that I can think of..."

"Well... you can get back to me on that one then."

"Seriously though, Sirius... why are you here?"

"Dumbledore called me. Something invoving Dark Lords, attack, and Finnigan. Not in that particular order." Harry glanced at Sirius, as if questioning his sanity.

"Wait, Finnigan? So this is about Seamus?"

"I just told you all I know. Why don't you answer *my* questions now."

"Go for it."

"So you like that Malfoy kid?"

"Did you recieve the Newsletter too?" Harry added dryly.

"Naw, I recieved the memo."

Harry blinked. "How did you know...?"

"What?"

Harry sighed, "Nevermind... "

"So.. do you like that... whats his name again?"

"Draco." Harry supplied quickly.

"Ah, yes thats it. So do you?"

Harry blushed and glanced at the ground, eyes trained intently on his trainers. "Yes... " He muttered darkly.

Sirius sighed, "So does he return the feelings?"

"I thought so... but we kind of got into this fight and..." The younger Gryffindor trailed off.

"What was it about?"

"You see... I don't really know..."

"Well... thats not helpful."

"Can we please move on?" Harry muttered.

"Yes, but not for long... when I get some alone time you and I are going to have a nice chat."

"This isn't about Quidditch balls again is it?"

"I forbid you to say that again."

The golden boy sighed, "If I must..." (AN: Go read a fic called "Plugs and Outlets" its too funny.. the meaning is that the Weasleys give their children "The Talk" explaining in the terms of Plugs and Outlets. The sequel, has Sirius giving "The Talk" to Harry in terms of Quidditch balls.)

"Harry, what time is it? We should really be getting up to Dumbledores office."

"I don't know my watch broke in third year, remember?"

"You should really get a new watch."

"Yeah? Well you really should get a dog collar."

"Great! Then we can go shopping together some day."

Silence.

"Sirius, maybe your right... lets get going to the headmasters office."

"Whatever you say Harry."

Sirius stepped away from his godson, and whispered a few lines of what sounded like Gaelic to Harrys untrained ear. In a few moments a faint orange halo surrounded the other man and in less then a mintue a scrangy black haired dog appeared where the ex-convict had just stood.

"Come on Snuffles." The younger boy laughed as he recieved a growl in return.

* * * *

Seamus couldn't forget his past anymore. Not with Sirius Fucking Black standing only a few yards away from him. Slowly the Irish man's usual cheeky grin disappeared as he started to think about his last face to face meeting with the ex-convict.

"Whats happening?"

"You shouldn't be here," Was his only reply.

A younger, more innocent looking, Seamus took in the chaos surrounding him. "Where are meh family?" He whispered softly, his unique eyes growing in fear.

A man with long dark hair and olive colored skin turned to the younger man, "Are you the Finnigan boy?"

"The eldest."

Sirius nodded his head and with a sigh, he looked away, "Thought so."

"Whats going on?" He repeated the question.

"The ring has been found." At the answer, Seamus' world shattered around him.

The young Irish man took a deep breath. "What... how... ?" He stammered.

"Deatheaters." Sirius spat out. "Saw them apparate a few miles back. Let the... your... house on fire."

"Who was inside?" He replied alot calmer then he felt.

Sirius looked away again, "Everyone."

"No... no..." Seamus denied weakly, and with a staggering breath he ran towards the flaming house.

"What... in bloody hell? Get back here!" The shout didn't even reach the young boy's ears. Without a second thought, Sirius headed after his charge, praying he wasn't too late.

"Da?! Ma! Anyone?!" His Voice, thick with accent, rebounded off the flaming walls. 'Just keep looking, they can't be dead, they just *can't* be...' Seamus regained some energy and rushed over to the dining room. The sight there knocking the breath out of his lungs.

"No... NO! Stop!" He yelled out at the floating woman before him. Quickly the young lady turned her grieving face towards the eldest Finnigan. Seamus only caught a glance of crismon colored eyes, a pale drawned in face and a thin frailing body, before he was pushed backwards by a strong wind.


"Ye can not stop me." The banshee wailed as she collected the nine souls below her.

"Give them back! They're not ready to go yet!" The frightened boy cried.

"That is not for ye to decide." Her piercing voice clouded by smoke.

"Then take me!!" Seamus could dimly hear soft laughter as his world closed in around him.

The screams woke him out of his unconsious state.

"Quick! the house!"


"Someone help me!" Seamus croaked out as smoke filled his lungs. Then he was once again forced into darkness.

"Its here! Its time!" Cried a nearby villager, he pointed vaguly at Sirius. "Go! Leave this place...don't come back!"

Sirius growled firecly, "And leave my charge in there?!" Like some pissed-off angel of retribution (Copywrited XX) Sirius burst into the smoldering Finnigan family home. Quickly he tracked down the young boy and pullled him into his arms. Dimly Seamus realised he was awake... and alive. "Damn that banshee..." He muttered darkly.

Sirius glanced worridly at the Irish lad. "Lets go." He murrmured gently.

"But...but...me family..." At that softly spoken question, Sirius glanced around the house.

"Are Gone. I'm sorry, love." Quickly before Seamus could see the remains of his beautiful family, the convict gently picked him up and carried him out of the house.

Seamus glanced up at the dark sky. "No stars tonight..." He muttered darkly, as tears of sorrow escaped down his cheeks. And before he blacked out for the third time he heard clearly,

"Are gone, young boy. Ye on your own now. Leave!" Being spoken to him by a nearby villager. The howl of a lone pet wolf carried across the murky sky, alight with flames, and Seamus knew no more.

* * * *

"Sea?! SEA!" Seamus quickly glanced down the tree branches to see a worried looking Dennis climbing up after him.

"Den... " He mumered quietly, as his boyfriend rushed over to his branch and pulled him into his arms.

"Love? Whats wrong? I'm here." The blue haired boy gently stroked the small spiky head of his Irish lad. "I love you."

Seamus dimly felt the younger Creevey brother kissing away the tears on his face. "Seamus... I was so worried... you've been gone for hours...oh my love..." Dennis crooned to the still body of his lover.

"I'm okay, Den... "

"Fuck that, you Wanker! No you're not." Seamus laughed lightly, although a little strained, but a laugh all the same. And slowly the couple climbed down from their hiding place.

A young pretty girl came walking over to them, "Tell me you guys haven't been snogging for the past hour!" Scap joked, tyring to bring some cheer to her irish friend.

"Nah, at least not yet..." Winked Dennis, then he sobered. "I just found him actually."

"Oi! There he is!" Shouted another girl, about a few feet away but gaining closer.

"Did you send the whole bloody school after me?" Seamus laughed.

The new girl grinned, "Just about."

"Dennis just found him." Added in Scap.

"You sure they weren't making out the whole time?" SBR (SirusBlackRules) questioned lightly.

"Thats what I asked, but since you guys found each other, our job is done!" Cheered Scap as she took SBR's arm and bounded across the courtyard, where two SLYTHERIN boys were waiting for them.

Dennis and Seamus looked at each other with identical faces when they heard the noises of snogging not too long after.

* * * *

"Snuffles?" Harry recieved a bark in return. "I'll be right back. I'll meet you in Dumbledore's office in a few mintues. I have to go take care of something. Stop giving me that look Sirius! I'll be right back." Without a second thought, Harry ran off in the opposite direction down into the dungeons. In search of his prick of a boyfriend... er... ex-boyfriend.

* * * *

"What do you want, Zabini?" Draco drawled coldly as he walked behind the other Slytherin.

"I want to show you something," The boy answered with a secret smile on his face.

With a sigh, the blonde followed him.

"Over here," Blaise pointed to the left.

"Zabini, thats just a freakin wall- oh!" Draco was cut off as he was slammed aganst the before mentioned stone wall, fortunately the other boy palmed the back of his head with his hand, as to not hurt him.

"This is what I wanted to show you," The other boy whispered huskily, as his lips crashed down to meet the Slytherins'.

'Well, go with the flow.' Draco thought casually as he gained control of the kiss and turned his body to push Blaise's back against the wall.

The younger boy gasped and Draco though that that was a *perfect* time to slip his tongue into the others' mouth. Zabini locked his arms around the older ones' shoulders and tried to resume control.

'Fuck, this is wrong!' Malfoy thought firecely, Blaise's body didn't fit against his and the arms surrounding him were way too long. And it felt cold. Very, very cold. Not warm- not like Harr- 'Damnit! Don't think about him! Just... stay here and make out with-- whats his name again? Fuck!'

* * * *

The raven haired boy thought he heard a noise to his right and headed down another corridor, he looked around nervously, but seeing nothing, he decided to go back to Dumbledores'. Harry turned around and saw a sight that made his breath catch in his throat and his heart to drop into his stomach. "Draco... ?" He stammered out in a broken voice.

The Slytherin's eyes suddenly flashed open and he jumped away from the other boy, Draco fearfully turned his head and came face to face with Harry Potter.

"Malfoy?" Murmmered Blaise as he opened his eyes, he then smirked at the Gryffindor. "Good afternoon, Potter. Is there something you need? Draco and I are quite busy at the moment, as you can tell."

Harry glanced from one boy to the other as his anger and humiliation heightened, "Fuck you," He swore darkly.

"I'd rather fuck Draco actually," Laughed the other Slytherin.

Harry couldn't take it anymore, "Serpensortia!" He growled firecly, pushing his way out past the two boys. A sudden yell was heard behind the raven haired boy, who smirked slightly.

"POTTER! Get your arse back here! And tell this think to leave us alone!"

"I don't think so. Have a nice afternoon Zambini."

Draco watch silently as a rather large snake slithered up towards the shrieking Slytherin beside him. 'Oh Harry...' He thought, 'You're such a prick. But- thats what I love about you.' Malfoy sighed and left, leaving Blasie still yelling after the two departing ex-lovers.

* * * *

"Come in, Snuffles." Dumbledore yelled as a large dog poked its nose into the room. Snape sent a glare filled with hatred his way, as Sirius Black appeared where the dog had just been.

"Good afternoon Albus, Minerva, Snape." He said, smiling happily at the three.

"Mr. Black, I am very relieved to see you. How is it out beyond these walls?"

Sirius' lost his smile, "Its getting worse. Voldermort's getting more supporters each day. And I'm sure you heard about the Bones family?" The room went silent for a moment.

"Yes," Dumbledore sighed, "Young Susan was home for the day when it happened. They still haven't found her body. But, nonetheless, we have to regain our point. Mr. Black, I'm sure you're wondering why we called you here. " Dumbledore continued.

"Yes, of course, I was in the middle of a mission, when your owl reached me."

"Have you found the Thomas family yet?"

"Yes. But no one will find them ever again.

More silence.

Dumbledore coughed, "Well... yes. That is your job."

Minerva sniffed, "I never thought Dean would be capable of hurting the Finnigan family. Well, not after him and our young Mr. Finnigan started a relationship. And to think of what happened. Its unspeakable, I still can't fathom it. I always expect Mr. Thomas to come barging into my class late as usual, seamus in tow."

"Well get use to it, hes in no condition to come back." Sirius growled.

"Hes dead then? What about the rest of the family?" Severus spoke up.

"Yes, thats correct. All dead. They didn't die easily either." The convict spoke harshly, reliving the moment.

"One moment, Come on in Harry. No sense in evesdropping."

Quietly Harry stepped out from behind the door.

"I didn't mean to Sir. I just heard something about Dean and I--"

Dumbledore cut him off, "And you'll never repeat it."

"Correct Sir."

"Thats good. Now, would you like some tea?"

The whole room turned to gape at the headmaster.

"No? Alright then." He said good naturaly.

"Now, Sirius, I guess this would be a good time to explain your reason for being here." Sirius nodded. "Well, we have recently learned of an attack supposed to take place here, rather soon we think."

"At the school, Albus?"

"Correct. Now I'm sure you have heard of Percy Weasley's stay here?"

"Yes."

"Good, that will make this easier. You will be joining him in the protection of a few students."

Sirius turned to look at his Godson.

"Not just Harry this time, I'm afraid."

"Who else?" Harry spoke up.

"Well, Percival is assigned the protection for our young Neville Longbottom."

"Longbottom? I've heard things concerning him."

"What things?" Minerva asked quietly, turning in her chair to face Sirius.

"Voldermort wants him. Badly. I figured that was the reason of Percy's stay. But, why am I here? I'm sure Percy is quite enough to handle the boy. Especially after..." He trailed off, as darkness covered his eyes over.

"Yes, you're correct on that point, But I fear that Voldermort wants to gain another student, almost as bad as he wants Mr. Longbottom."

Sirius nodded his head in understanding, "Seamus Finnigan."

"Exactly, I know you've heard of the Finnigan smuggling ring. But I believe our young Mr. Potter here is unaware." All heads turned to Harry. Who blinked, confused.

"Smuggling ring? Seamus?" He questioned thoughtfully.

"Yes. There is much about Seamus and his family that you do not know."

Harry took that in, and motioned for Dumbledore to continue.

"Do you know how old Mr. Finnigan is?"

Harry opened his mouth to talk, then stopped. " Uh... seventeen?"

"Wrong, he's nineteen." Sirius answered.

"Nineteen?" The young Gryffindor repeated.

The headmaster nodded his head in agreement. "Correct. You see, I can not tell you the whole story- that is only for Seamus to tell. But I will tell you what I know. And I believe Mr. Black here knows more then I do as well, so he may pick up where I leave off."
The room all began listening to Dumbledores story.

"As you can quite cleary tell, Seamus was born in Ireland. Where he lived with his father, mother, and his seven siblings," Dumbledore sighed, took off his glasses, and continued. "In the beginning when Voldermort began to take power and rise, our world was much different. We could not buy wands. Harry, they even polutted the water to magically keep us obedient, I shall not go into detail of all those who were killed, those who had made the foolish mistake of openly fighting against him. My own parents included. Life haulted. His supporters were everywhere, anyone could be them. Your mother, brother... even your best friend. You could never be sure. We were forced into hiding, and sought refuge in this very castle." Dumbledore glanced around at the faces looking at him.

"We wanted to fight against him, but it was impossible. We didn't even have food, nonetheless weapons. Our wands had all been snapped, except for very few who had managed to escape with them. Thats when the Finnigan Smuggling Ring was founded. They were situated in Ireland, and thus were not as opressed as we were. They started out small, bringing us parcels of food and clean water. Then they grew, soon we were recieving wands, portkeys, and even a few invisibilty cloaks. They were keeping us alive. Giving us hope." The headmaster stroked his beard thoughtfully. "But soon Voldermort found out."

Silence.

"I'm sorry, thats all I know. Maybe Mr. Black will recite the rest?"

"Of course. I don't know much, but I'll tell you what I do know." Sirius sat back in his chair, gathering his thoughts, then began again. "I was sent to Ireland to recieve a cargo of wands. When I arrived, their was no cargo. I got worried and thought that maybe the shipment was intercepted. I took the form of a dog and ran towards the Finnigan household, it took me over an hour to arrive there, for it was situated high in the cliffs. They used nearby caves as holding spaces." He added as an afterthought. He then sighed and continued, "When I was about a few yards away, I heard people yelling and saw smoke... everywhere. It was just pouring out of the house, like a river cascading down a waterfall.

"I was just about to detransform when I saw a group of Deatheaters apparate a few yards away. That group joined another few and began to add more fire to the house, I wanted to do something, but what was I to do? I frantically started to search the neighboring woods, hoping against hope that the family was able to escape. I found nothing. Not even a sign of the young Seamus." The black haired man sighed again as he went into an explanation, "A few years back his mother and father, Liam and Una, contacted me and asked if I would watch out for him. To make sure he arrived at Hogwarts safely. I owed them a favor, Liam was a healer and had saved my mother from a nasty dark curse a few months earlier. I had, naturally, agreed."

"Seamus was your charge?" Questioned Harry.

"Yes. He was my responsibility." Sirius nodded to his Godson and began again, "When I returned back to the house the Deatheaters were gone and I could hear the shouts of the nearby villagers coming closer. I had no idea what to do, I was about to leave when I saw a young boy come running up over the hill. It was Seamus Finnigan." The black haired man lowered his eyes, "He asked about his family. And... I told him the truth. He went into denial, and before I could stop him, he ran back into the burning house. By then the villagers had arrived and were yelling at me to leave. They seemed to think that the Finnigan Clan brought this unto themselves. I was, faintly, disgusted with them. The war hadn't reached Ireland yet, and they thought that it couldn't." Sirius chuckled darkly, "How wrong they were.

"But, without a second thought, I ran into the house after him. I... found him curled up on the floor, merely inches from the burned body of his mother." He shuddered, "When I... when I picked him up," Sirius' voise shook, "He awoke and murmered something about a Banshee." Albus nodded his head in understaning and the ex convict continued, "Seamus had serious internal damage, his lungs were filled with smoke and his stomach... contained traces of sashumero," Recieving a blank stare from Harry he was about to explain, when Snape cut him off.

"Its a highly dangerous poison, only made in the outskirts of Ireland. If the antidote isn't consumed in less then three hours, I'm sure that Mr. Finnigan wouldn't be here today."

"Whats the antidote?"

Sirius laughed, "Poppies."

Harry raised an eyebrow but allowed his Godfather to continue.

"Fortunately, I had used my motorcycle to arrive there. It only took me a few hours to fly over Britain, and thats when I intercepted an owl from Remus." Sirius lowered his head, "That was the day your mother and father died, Harry."

There was a startled gasp in his direction, but other then that, Harry stayed silent.

The ex convict swallowed past the lump in his throat, "I... I was very close to a nearby town where the Thomas family resided in. I seem to have trouble trusting the wrong people," Sirius growled, although the name Peter Pettigrew remained unsaid. "After giving Seamus to them to watch, I left and flew to Godric Hollow. I'm sure you know the rest." He addressed the room.

No one mentioned that only a few days later he was sentenced to Azkaban.

"Is that why Seamus started Hogwarts when he was... 13?" Harry quickly calculated. "Because he lived in Ireland and couldn't leave the country?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded his head yes, "You were always very quick, Mr. Potter."

Harry frowned, ignoring the praise and concentrated on his thoughts. "But I'm still kind of confused... why does Voldemort want Seamus now? And how did Dean betray him?" He looked around at the three teachers for the answers.

Minerva spoke up at last, "Mr. Finnigan is the only one who knows where the caves with the cargos' of highly magical items are. And with the threat of war nearing, the only way he could win would be if he could regain possission of those items."

"And Dean?"

"His parents were spys for Voldemort. I found that out in your sixth year, Harry." Sirius continued. "The only reason I didn't go to pick up Seamus was that, I of course was on the run at the time, but also that the Thomas family *told* me, they fucking *told* me, that Seamus would be more comfortable there with Dean. They had a "Relationship"." Sirius spat it out like a curse. "When I realized that they were trying to get him to reveal the whereabouts of the caves I got suspicious and followed them, thats when I found out the truth. They were fucking in the inner circle and were planning to... to hand Seamus over like a bloody sacrifice!" He growled, his eyes narrowed on an invisibile person. "I will *never* fogive myself for that mistake. I could have lost him!"

Harry suspected that Sirius probably felt more then just a "Gardian" concern for the other Gryffindor. But he quickly shook it out of his mind, Sirius... and Seamus together? Never. But maybe...

* * * *

About two minutes after the girls were gone, Dennis started to question his boyfriend again mercilessly.

"I'm fine Den! Really." The irish man said for the 15th time.

Dennis gave Seamus a look that clearly stated 'Do you really think I'm going to fall for that?' But the older Gryffindor shook it off.

"Seriously! I'm just going to go and lay down for a little bit. I'll see you at dinner. Promise." Before Dennis could protest, Seamus had already ran to his Head Boy room and shut the door. The damn thing never locked.

"God must hate me..maybe you should pray for me...breaking down and you can't save me..." Seamus sang underneath his breath, as he approached his bed. "I'm stuck in hell, and I want to go home..." He finished the chorus as he glanced down at his Private Box, still on the coverlet. He went over to his wizarding stereo, whispering a sad but brief thank you to Dean for giving this to him before he had betra- Seamus ended that thought quickly, and rushed to push play on the magical box, before he began to think about that particuler nasty subject again.

A mere second later the tune of "I'd Do Anything" by Simple Plan began to play quite loudly in his room. Without thinking about it, Seamus started to sing along with the muggle punk song.

"Another day is going by
I'm thinking about you all the time
But you're out there
And I'm here waiting." The Irish man sighed and sat on the bed, twisting around to retrieve the box. He laid it in his lap but didn't look through the items just yet.

"And I wrote this letter in my head
'Cuz so many thing were left unsaid
But now you're gone
And I can't think straight (Get it?! Get it!?)
This could be the one last chance
To make you understand," Seamus sucked on his lip ring and sifted through the contents of the box, looking for two specific items. He found one quite easily, for it was in a silver frame.

"I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms," He racked a hand through his spikey hair as he traced the picture of Sirius Black through the glass.
"To try to make you laugh
Somehow I can't put you in the past." He sighed and laid the picture, that was cut from the Daily Phrophet in his third year, down on the bed lovingly.

"I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you," With that he continued to look through the box.
"Will you remember me?
'Cuz I know
I won't forget you." He listened to the hardcore guitar and drums in the background, while he pulled out a worn out piece of parchment. It was creased over and over again, as if it was read numerous times. Which it had.

"Together we can break all the rules
Next year I'll be out of school
And we can leave this place
And never come back," He spread the parchment out on the bed and glanced down at the writing; it was a detailed letter directed towards Sirius.

"So now maybe after all these years
If you miss me have no fear
I'll be here
I'll be waiting." He took the parchment and walked over to his windowseat.

"This could be the one last chance to make you understand
And I just can't let you leave me once again," He sang along to words in the letter as he watched a black dog run from the castle doors. He touched the pane fleetingly.
He continued to sing the letter outloud,

"I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
There's nothing I won't do
I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
'Cuz I know
I won't forget you." Once Sirius was out of sight, he walked back to his bed and refolded the letter.

"I close my eyes
And all I see is you," He quickly glanced at the framed picture.
"I close my eyes
I try to sleep
I can't forget you
And I'd do anything for you." On impulse, Seamus stuffed the letter into his jeans' pocket.

"I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
There's nothing I won't do
I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
'Cuz I know
I won't forget you." He finished the song, and with a few words the stereo switched off. He reached down to put the picture away when he heard a knock on the door.

Before he could respond with, 'Wait a minute', the door swung open and his blue haired boyfriend walked in. Seamus glanced at Dennis, then down at the picture... Crap!

* * * *

AN: The only thing we used from the XX was the part about Seamus' family having a Smuggiling Ring. Thats all. The rest is all ours!

Double: How'd you like the chapter?

Mint: Next chapter we will be annoucing our new Beta!

Double: And we're still accepting offers.

Mint: Fred and George next chapter!

Double: And don't forget about the Harry and Draco angst!

Heres to the reviewers!



Jastin- We're sorry! We thought you might like it! Its funny =P And and AND you got the most parts ^_^;

Khrystyne- They will... eventually! ::Evil Cackle:: Loved the famous penname story! Ours is... well, we saw the Doublemint Gum commercial, and since we're twins and they're twins, we're like... " They're envious of us! We can be Doublemint Twins Envy! Muah!" And don't worry, I just spelled Twins wrong... (Mint- I corrected her^^) (Double- ::Smacks Mint::)

SirusBlackRules- Look! LOOK! Sirius is *finally* in the story! ... And he never shuts up... -_-; He's light? How do you know? Actually, we saw a picture of him the other day... and he looked *fine*. We didn't even know who it was... kind of sad, eh? Oh well, at least it wasn't James and Oliver Phelps! And HAPPY BIRTHDAY! And we made you a character in the chapter for a present... cause we're poor... ^-^;

Shadowjardis- It was a wild guess! Sorry! But you COULD be afraid of snakes... if they're really large and poisonous and evil and... wait, knowing you, probably not... Hehehe!

Klea- ::Looks eager:: What did you buy? What'd ya buy?? We love to shop... cause we got looots of cute guys at our malls... ::Thinks about that punk kid with the dreds:: Oooohh.... sorry! We're happy we could help! And we *love* your penname.^^;

Sita-Chan- Okay, you are now offically our new best friend! ::Helps wave FnG twincest flag.. then decides to put the flag on a pole, and the pole at the beginning of the fic...:: Those sound like scary titles o.o; But thanks all the same! =)

Scap- HAPPY BIRTHDAY! We put you in again for a birthday present! ^__^ We'll try and download the song, it sounds good though^^ Hope you like this chappy, Scappy! Hahaha! ^_^;;;;

Tomoyo No Miko- Waves large snakes?? Ahhh! Don't get bit o.o; Well, we'd rather have snakes then... spiders. Ack! You counted the swears?? ::Claps loudly:: YAY! Hehehe^^ ::Hugs voodoo dolls and mutters: "You'll fall in love with Double and Mint... they're twins and..."

Eternal Shadow- OH! Good idea! ::Hugs:: You're a smart one! But Dark lords are so much fun! We should all own one! ^_^

A Bit Of Old Parchment- Thanks! Four days, eh? We hope you find this chapter sooner then that! We liked the last chapters too, especially the wedding scene. It was just so... uniquely us! Is that even a word??

Gabriella- (Mint- Ahaha! Thats my Spanish name!!) (Double- Can we call you Gab? Gabby? Gabs? Gabbarella?) =P We like the Dark Lord! We'd serve him anyday! =)

Louise G- Thanks! That was some *big* words. I wish we could top that... but sadly, we cannot... but we can give you pairings by the millions! Like Dennis and the Squid... O.o;; (Mint- Oh god, I can just picture a blue haired Dennis riding the squid and yelling, "Look at my new boyfriend, Seamus!!")


Thanks everyone for the lovely reviews! And please do respond more to this chapter! Tell us what you think of the pairings and the new people! Especially about the corrupted Dennis ;)



V Review and we'll update ALOT sooner! Come on, motivate us! V