Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, JK does, I just own this really strange freaky idea that's been playimng around in my head since I saw 'Don't Say A Word' on tv.

Like A Child

Chapter One, First Impressions

Dear Mr Potter,

I regret to be the one to inform you that your friend and agent Seamus Finnigan has been institutionalised after suffering the Cruciatus Curse. Feel free to visit him any time you want.

Your Sincerely,

Dr G.Gosling, care of St.Mungo's

Harry sighed and put the letter on his desk, another of his friends suffering because of him. He packed up his things into his bag and set off to St.Mungo's. He smiled at the receptionist and went up to the long term residents ward where Neville's parents resided. The witch at the door smiled at him.

"Are you here to visit Mr Finnigan?" she asked.

"Yes I am," Harry said.

"He's in a private room, number 534. Down there," she gestured to her left. Harry nodded and went to the room, on the door was a sign with Seamus's name and hospitol number on it. Looking through the window Harry saw a lone figur sitting on the floor in the corner, a blanket wrapped around them.

He entered and seamus looked up, tears falling from his eyes. Harry smiled kindly at him and moved to sit on the bed. Seamus watched him apprehensivly.

"Who you?" Seamus asked, his voice very much like a child.

"My names Harry, I'm your friend," Harry answered.

"My friend? Will you let me draw a picture?" Seamus asked.

"Are you normally allowed?" Harry asked.

"Nope, they say sharp pencils too dangerous but I want to draw, maybe I could draw with one of those funny pen things," Seamus said.

"I'll see if I can get you some when I next visit," Harry said.

"You gonna visit lots then?" Seamus asked.

"Whenever I can," Harry answered.

"Good, haven't got any other friends," Seamus said happily. With that he got up, wiped his face and climbed onto the windowsill, holding the bars across it tightly. "I like the veiw, it's pretty."

"I have to go now Seamus," Harry said quietly.

"Don't forget drawing," Seamus said absently still gazing out of the window. Harry laughed slightly as he left, pausing to watch through the window as Seamus stroked the glass keeping him inside.

A/N There we go, isn't loony Seamus sweet, he's not so sweet in later chapters though...