Disclaimer ~ The characters aren't mine, although I wouldn't mind having
Seamus Finnegan . . .
A/N Cho Changer: Yeah, I realized a couple of weeks ago when I re-read GoF that Parvati had "dark-hair". Oh, well, it's a little OoC, but Lavender's more important the Parvati in this story anyway! Love ya, Hun!
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Parvati stormed down the stairs into the Gryffindor Common Room. Her eyes scanned the common room, but she didn't catch site of Seamus. She stormed over to Dean, who was involved in a game of Wizard's Chess with Ron Weasley (who was winning), "Dean." She said in a serious tone.
"Yes?" Dean answered, still looking at the chessboard, as one of Ron's pieces smashed his Pawn. "Damn." He muttered under his breath.
"Have you seen your so-called-best-friend?" Parvati asked.
Dean finally looked up from the game, very confused. "Huh? You talking about Seamus?" Parvati gave him a look as she began to tap her foot impatiently against the floor.
She put her hands on her hips. "Yes. That's who I'm talking about," She took her hands off of her hips and leaned them onto the table, tapping a long pink manicured nail against the surface. She leaned in closer to Dean's face. "And I think there's something you should know."
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Lavender drew in a deep breath and opened the door to her room. She peered down the hall to make sure no one was coming, as she silently crept to the boy's dormitory, where she hoped to find Seamus. She tapped lightly on the door.
"Yeah?" she heard Seamus' muffled voice form inside of the room.
"Seamus, it's me . . . Lavender. Can I come in?"
"Sure," he said opening the door with a smile. "What is going on?" He took a step back, allowing Lavender to come in.
"Parvati knows." Lavender said looking down at her hands, her back facing him.
"Knows what?" Seamus' brows furrowed. Then it dawned on him. "Oh."
"Oh?" Lavender said turning sharply, so that she was facing Seamus. "Oh? That's all you have to say, is 'Oh'?"
"Well, yes."
"You don't seem to be very worried." Lavender said, harshly.
"Why should I?"
"Because your girlfriend knows all about us!" Lavender whispered loudly.
"So? She's not really my girlfriend. Well, she is, but I don't really care about her."
Lavender looked at Seamus incredulously. "If you don't care about her, then why are you dating her?" She was screaming loudly now, so loudly in fact, she didn't doubt the whole common room had heard her.
Seamus shrugged his shoulders. "You great prat! Have you no feelings at all?" She poked her finger hard into his chest.
Seamus' anger began to rise, and he threw her small hand off of his chest. "You're one to be talking. What makes you so innocent? You obviously don't care much about Dean, or you wouldn't be sneaking around to kiss me." Lavender's eyes changed from anger, to shock, and Seamus smiled cockily. "I'm right, aren't I?"
Her eyes quickly changed back to anger, "How dare you?" She raised her hand to slap Seamus' face but he caught it first. He reached down quickly and grabbed her other wrist, pulling her to him.
"How dare I what?" His eyes sparkled mischievously as he leaned down and covered her mouth with his own. She struggled against him, until he nipped at her bottom lip and she relaxed against him.
He finally released her mouth and stepped back to look at her. When her eyes opened, she looked at Seamus. He smiled, as she took another step closer to him.
She reached her hand up and slapped him hard across his cheek, before she turned and ran from the room.
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Seamus climbed into his bed and pulled his hangings tight around his bed. He grabbed his cheek, which stung and fell back onto his pillow. "Girls," he muttered under his breath.
Seamus heard footsteps outside of the door and heard the door being thrown open, "Seamus." He heard Dean's angry voice.
"Great," Seamus muttered, as he pulled his pillow over his head. Moments later, the hangings on his four poster bed were being thrown open.
"Seamus, we need to talk," Dean shook his shoulders hard.
"Ow," Seamus muttered pulling his head out from under his pillow. "Couldn't this wait?" Seamus asked pushing his leg out until it hit Dean. He pushed harder, hoping to get Dean off of his bed, but he didn't budge. Instead, Dean grabbed Seamus' leg, and threw it back, pulling a muscle in his lower back. "Ow, mate." Seamus said.
"Don't you even 'mate' me."
Seamus sat up in his bed, and leaned his back against the pillows. "I don't want to talk right now. I've had enough of it." Seamus said giving Dean one final shove. Dean toppled out onto the floor, and Seamus quickly pulled hangings back shut.
He settled back onto his pillows. "Fine." Dean said angrily, as he got up off of the floor, and stomped to the door and threw it open.
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A/N: Sorry it took so long, but I can truly say that I'm happy about his chapter. One of my favorites. Hope you enjoyed it. Look for a new chapter in less time than it took to get this one out!
A/N Cho Changer: Yeah, I realized a couple of weeks ago when I re-read GoF that Parvati had "dark-hair". Oh, well, it's a little OoC, but Lavender's more important the Parvati in this story anyway! Love ya, Hun!
~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~
Parvati stormed down the stairs into the Gryffindor Common Room. Her eyes scanned the common room, but she didn't catch site of Seamus. She stormed over to Dean, who was involved in a game of Wizard's Chess with Ron Weasley (who was winning), "Dean." She said in a serious tone.
"Yes?" Dean answered, still looking at the chessboard, as one of Ron's pieces smashed his Pawn. "Damn." He muttered under his breath.
"Have you seen your so-called-best-friend?" Parvati asked.
Dean finally looked up from the game, very confused. "Huh? You talking about Seamus?" Parvati gave him a look as she began to tap her foot impatiently against the floor.
She put her hands on her hips. "Yes. That's who I'm talking about," She took her hands off of her hips and leaned them onto the table, tapping a long pink manicured nail against the surface. She leaned in closer to Dean's face. "And I think there's something you should know."
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Lavender drew in a deep breath and opened the door to her room. She peered down the hall to make sure no one was coming, as she silently crept to the boy's dormitory, where she hoped to find Seamus. She tapped lightly on the door.
"Yeah?" she heard Seamus' muffled voice form inside of the room.
"Seamus, it's me . . . Lavender. Can I come in?"
"Sure," he said opening the door with a smile. "What is going on?" He took a step back, allowing Lavender to come in.
"Parvati knows." Lavender said looking down at her hands, her back facing him.
"Knows what?" Seamus' brows furrowed. Then it dawned on him. "Oh."
"Oh?" Lavender said turning sharply, so that she was facing Seamus. "Oh? That's all you have to say, is 'Oh'?"
"Well, yes."
"You don't seem to be very worried." Lavender said, harshly.
"Why should I?"
"Because your girlfriend knows all about us!" Lavender whispered loudly.
"So? She's not really my girlfriend. Well, she is, but I don't really care about her."
Lavender looked at Seamus incredulously. "If you don't care about her, then why are you dating her?" She was screaming loudly now, so loudly in fact, she didn't doubt the whole common room had heard her.
Seamus shrugged his shoulders. "You great prat! Have you no feelings at all?" She poked her finger hard into his chest.
Seamus' anger began to rise, and he threw her small hand off of his chest. "You're one to be talking. What makes you so innocent? You obviously don't care much about Dean, or you wouldn't be sneaking around to kiss me." Lavender's eyes changed from anger, to shock, and Seamus smiled cockily. "I'm right, aren't I?"
Her eyes quickly changed back to anger, "How dare you?" She raised her hand to slap Seamus' face but he caught it first. He reached down quickly and grabbed her other wrist, pulling her to him.
"How dare I what?" His eyes sparkled mischievously as he leaned down and covered her mouth with his own. She struggled against him, until he nipped at her bottom lip and she relaxed against him.
He finally released her mouth and stepped back to look at her. When her eyes opened, she looked at Seamus. He smiled, as she took another step closer to him.
She reached her hand up and slapped him hard across his cheek, before she turned and ran from the room.
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Seamus climbed into his bed and pulled his hangings tight around his bed. He grabbed his cheek, which stung and fell back onto his pillow. "Girls," he muttered under his breath.
Seamus heard footsteps outside of the door and heard the door being thrown open, "Seamus." He heard Dean's angry voice.
"Great," Seamus muttered, as he pulled his pillow over his head. Moments later, the hangings on his four poster bed were being thrown open.
"Seamus, we need to talk," Dean shook his shoulders hard.
"Ow," Seamus muttered pulling his head out from under his pillow. "Couldn't this wait?" Seamus asked pushing his leg out until it hit Dean. He pushed harder, hoping to get Dean off of his bed, but he didn't budge. Instead, Dean grabbed Seamus' leg, and threw it back, pulling a muscle in his lower back. "Ow, mate." Seamus said.
"Don't you even 'mate' me."
Seamus sat up in his bed, and leaned his back against the pillows. "I don't want to talk right now. I've had enough of it." Seamus said giving Dean one final shove. Dean toppled out onto the floor, and Seamus quickly pulled hangings back shut.
He settled back onto his pillows. "Fine." Dean said angrily, as he got up off of the floor, and stomped to the door and threw it open.
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A/N: Sorry it took so long, but I can truly say that I'm happy about his chapter. One of my favorites. Hope you enjoyed it. Look for a new chapter in less time than it took to get this one out!