A/N: Hehe. You are so going to hate me for this one...
Thanks to Myr, Silverfox, Pepperjack Candy (The persons to whom I've dedicated this fic have requested that something awful happen to Pansy. We'll see where that goes...), JediGinny, Gwen, MiniMe, and Fleur--@.
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They were beautiful. Roses. Pure. White. Roses. But Seamus didn't want them. He refused to accept this latest un-apology from Draco- a way to make the other person think you apologized and admitted you were wrong, when you really just bought them off with candy or jewelry- or flowers. He caught sight of Harry across the table. Harry blushed and turned away, tugging absently at his earlobe. //He's so cute. I wonder...// He flashed a quick smile at the Slytherin table. //You're not going to get me back that easily.// The flowers were in the trash as soon as breakfast ended.
"Harry!" Seamus called. Harry paused mid-step, as if debating whether to turn or make a break for it. He put his foot down and turned around.
"Yes, Seamus?" he sighed, crossing his arms. //He's uncomfortable. Don't be uncomfortable.//
"I'm sorry about last night."
"No big deal," Harry said, letting his arms fall to his sides.
"It is a big deal. I was completely out of line and you were right to turn me down." //Yeah, right. I won the world's biggest moron award for that one.// But Harry didn't say that out loud.
"Uh-huh," was all he said.
"I thought about what you said." Harry raised an eyebrow. "And you were wrong."
"Pardon?"
"What I regret is that I didn't stop you from leaving last night," Seamus said softly, moving in closer to Harry.
"Seamus-" Harry began, backing away. He found this to be impossible, Seamus having snaked an arm around his waist.
"Don't, Harry," he whispered, his lashes fluttering as he arched closer to Harry. "Don't answer me if the answer you're going to give is no. That's not the answer I want right now."
"What answer do you want?"
"What answer do you think I want?" Seamus asked, running his fingers through Harry's hair. //An emphatic, unconditional yes,// thought Harry. And Harry was almost completely prepared to give him that answer.
Then Seamus kissed him hotly. Harry opened his mouth ever so slightly and Seamus's tongue was there in an instant. //Oh god. Why didn't somebody tell me tongues could do *that*?// He was just beginning to fully enjoy being kissed by Seamus when the blonde pulled away. "What's my answer?" he asked, voice slightly hoarse.
"Yes. God, yes." Seamus grinned.
"Good boy. Meet me in the Slytherin end of the castle during Divination."
"How?"
"Don't go to class, silly."
"But if were both absent-"
"That should give the professor something interesting to see in her crystal ball, won't it?"
"But-" Seamus kissed him again, hands running lightly along Harry's thigh. Harry sighed. "I'll be there." Seamus looked pleased. //Just call me Chuck...//
Harry stood in front of the entrance to the Slytherin common room trying to decide whether he should leave now, while he could. "Boo," said a voice near Harry's ear. If it had been possible for Harry to be more wired, he would have jumped. As it was, he turned to face Seamus. A warm hand slid into his and he was pulled closer to the stone wall. "Unicorn blood," Seamus mumbled. Strange how he should feel so nervous now. //Relax. It's only Harry.// Only Harry. Right and a diamond was just another rock. The wall slid open and Seamus led the way upstairs to the dormitories. "Watch this step, it's a trick one," Seamus warned, jumping over it with ease. He knew this staircase so well, he could climb it in his sleep. Harry was so busy wondering what he had gotten himself into, he didn't hear Seamus and his foot went right through the step. A rather undignified yelp of surprise escaped him and Seamus tugged him out. "I told you to watch it," came a soft reprimand.
"And I did. I watched it disappear beneath my foot."
"Smartass," Seamus chuckled. Harry shot him an amused grin.
They continued up the staircase without further mishap and ended up in the seventh year dorms. Seamus sat on a bed. Draco's bed. "What are we doing here?" Harry asked.
"Our class ends in a half an hour. Their class ends in an hour and a half. I didn't think you'd appreciate your best friend walking in on us."
"You mean he hasn't been there already?" Harry teased, sitting next to Seamus.
"You think I make this offer to just anybody?" Seamus asked, pulling Harry on top of him.
"Yes," Harry replied, knowing full well that stories about Seamus and his considerably loose morals were mostly fiction.
"Ouch," Seamus replied.
"I'm only kidding."
"No, really. Your elbow is in my side."
"Oh!" Mortified, Harry scrambled to rectify the situation. Seamus laughed and kissed him briefly.
"Don't worry about it." //Who's worried? Paralyzed with fear that I'm going to screw up, maybe, but worried? Nah.// Seamus shifted his weight, moving on top of Harry. "Now promise me, you're not going to run out again."
"Promise."
"Good. I'm going to have a lot of fun with you." At those words, Harry turned a shade of crimson that Seamus was beginning to find quite fetching.
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Yes, I am stopping there! *evil grin* However if you ask really nicely, I might bite the bullet and continue this for a bit. Review, dears!
Love,
J. Silver
Thanks to Myr, Silverfox, Pepperjack Candy (The persons to whom I've dedicated this fic have requested that something awful happen to Pansy. We'll see where that goes...), JediGinny, Gwen, MiniMe, and Fleur--@.
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They were beautiful. Roses. Pure. White. Roses. But Seamus didn't want them. He refused to accept this latest un-apology from Draco- a way to make the other person think you apologized and admitted you were wrong, when you really just bought them off with candy or jewelry- or flowers. He caught sight of Harry across the table. Harry blushed and turned away, tugging absently at his earlobe. //He's so cute. I wonder...// He flashed a quick smile at the Slytherin table. //You're not going to get me back that easily.// The flowers were in the trash as soon as breakfast ended.
"Harry!" Seamus called. Harry paused mid-step, as if debating whether to turn or make a break for it. He put his foot down and turned around.
"Yes, Seamus?" he sighed, crossing his arms. //He's uncomfortable. Don't be uncomfortable.//
"I'm sorry about last night."
"No big deal," Harry said, letting his arms fall to his sides.
"It is a big deal. I was completely out of line and you were right to turn me down." //Yeah, right. I won the world's biggest moron award for that one.// But Harry didn't say that out loud.
"Uh-huh," was all he said.
"I thought about what you said." Harry raised an eyebrow. "And you were wrong."
"Pardon?"
"What I regret is that I didn't stop you from leaving last night," Seamus said softly, moving in closer to Harry.
"Seamus-" Harry began, backing away. He found this to be impossible, Seamus having snaked an arm around his waist.
"Don't, Harry," he whispered, his lashes fluttering as he arched closer to Harry. "Don't answer me if the answer you're going to give is no. That's not the answer I want right now."
"What answer do you want?"
"What answer do you think I want?" Seamus asked, running his fingers through Harry's hair. //An emphatic, unconditional yes,// thought Harry. And Harry was almost completely prepared to give him that answer.
Then Seamus kissed him hotly. Harry opened his mouth ever so slightly and Seamus's tongue was there in an instant. //Oh god. Why didn't somebody tell me tongues could do *that*?// He was just beginning to fully enjoy being kissed by Seamus when the blonde pulled away. "What's my answer?" he asked, voice slightly hoarse.
"Yes. God, yes." Seamus grinned.
"Good boy. Meet me in the Slytherin end of the castle during Divination."
"How?"
"Don't go to class, silly."
"But if were both absent-"
"That should give the professor something interesting to see in her crystal ball, won't it?"
"But-" Seamus kissed him again, hands running lightly along Harry's thigh. Harry sighed. "I'll be there." Seamus looked pleased. //Just call me Chuck...//
Harry stood in front of the entrance to the Slytherin common room trying to decide whether he should leave now, while he could. "Boo," said a voice near Harry's ear. If it had been possible for Harry to be more wired, he would have jumped. As it was, he turned to face Seamus. A warm hand slid into his and he was pulled closer to the stone wall. "Unicorn blood," Seamus mumbled. Strange how he should feel so nervous now. //Relax. It's only Harry.// Only Harry. Right and a diamond was just another rock. The wall slid open and Seamus led the way upstairs to the dormitories. "Watch this step, it's a trick one," Seamus warned, jumping over it with ease. He knew this staircase so well, he could climb it in his sleep. Harry was so busy wondering what he had gotten himself into, he didn't hear Seamus and his foot went right through the step. A rather undignified yelp of surprise escaped him and Seamus tugged him out. "I told you to watch it," came a soft reprimand.
"And I did. I watched it disappear beneath my foot."
"Smartass," Seamus chuckled. Harry shot him an amused grin.
They continued up the staircase without further mishap and ended up in the seventh year dorms. Seamus sat on a bed. Draco's bed. "What are we doing here?" Harry asked.
"Our class ends in a half an hour. Their class ends in an hour and a half. I didn't think you'd appreciate your best friend walking in on us."
"You mean he hasn't been there already?" Harry teased, sitting next to Seamus.
"You think I make this offer to just anybody?" Seamus asked, pulling Harry on top of him.
"Yes," Harry replied, knowing full well that stories about Seamus and his considerably loose morals were mostly fiction.
"Ouch," Seamus replied.
"I'm only kidding."
"No, really. Your elbow is in my side."
"Oh!" Mortified, Harry scrambled to rectify the situation. Seamus laughed and kissed him briefly.
"Don't worry about it." //Who's worried? Paralyzed with fear that I'm going to screw up, maybe, but worried? Nah.// Seamus shifted his weight, moving on top of Harry. "Now promise me, you're not going to run out again."
"Promise."
"Good. I'm going to have a lot of fun with you." At those words, Harry turned a shade of crimson that Seamus was beginning to find quite fetching.
***
Yes, I am stopping there! *evil grin* However if you ask really nicely, I might bite the bullet and continue this for a bit. Review, dears!
Love,
J. Silver