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Harry, Seamus, And The Master Plan

By Silver Wolf

Chapter Eight ~ The King And Queen Of Matchmaking

The next morning Harry walked down to breakfast with the rest of the sixth year Gryffindor boys and Hermione.

He, Dean, Neville and Hermione were listening to Ron and Seamus arguing about Quidditch teams. Ron was, of course, adamant that the Chudley Cannons were the better team, while Seamus was arguing back just as vehemently in favour of the Ballycastle Bats.

Harry leaned over to whisper in Hermione's ear. "I don't know why Seamus is arguing for the Ballycastle Bats."

"Why not?" she asked, surprised. "I thought they must be his favourite team."

"Nope, he favours the Appleby Arrows."

"Weird."

"Yeah. I think he's just doing it to contradict Ron."

"You're probably right, Harry," Dean said with a grin. "Seamus hates the Bats."

"Hey 'Mione, what have we got first?" Harry asked as they entered the Hall.

She looked at her schedule. "Care of Magical Creatures, then Defence."

They sat down at the table, and began breakfast. Harry glanced at his watch, seeing that they had half an hour before they had to leave, and leaned over to talk to Seamus.

"Eat quickly, we still haven't figured out the last part of the plan."

"Oh yeah. Any ideas about that?"

"Not really. Now eat, Finnigan, I don't want to be here all morning."

Ten minutes later, both Harry and Seamus had finished breakfast. "Come on then, Harry. Didn't you want to show me that book in the library?"

Harry stood up. "Yeah. See you guys in class."

"All right, don't be late!" Hermione warned.

"We wont," the two answered, leaving the table.

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"Er, Harry, I wasn't serious about going to the library," Seamus said, following his friend through the halls.

Harry rolled his eyes. "No, really? You moron, we're going to the Room."

"The Room? As in, the same room that we - oh. That Room."

"Yes, that one. We're meeting with the King and Queen of matchmaking."

"Who are they?"

"Not telling."

"At least tell me who they set up!"

"My parents."

"Oh. I'm guessing they can't be too bad at it then."

"Did I mention that my parents hated each other at the time?"

"Why?"

"Mum was a Slytherin, Dad was a Gryffindor."

Seamus was impressed. "They must be good."

"Oh they are, believe me."

Two minutes later, they entered a small room to the side of the library.

"Harry, are you going to tell us why you wanted to meet us here?" a voice asked.

Harry grinned. "Maybe Padfoot, and then again, maybe not." He turned to Seamus as the man stepped out of the shadows, followed by his female friend. "Imp, I'd like you to meet my godparents, Sirius Black and Samantha Snape. Guys, this is my friend Seamus Finnigan."

"Harry."

"Yes Sam?" he asked, smiling sweetly.

"What do you want? Help with homework? Need advice on dating? A prank?"

Sirius looked disgusted. "Samantha! How could you put pranks last?!"

"Easily, Sirius."

"Anyway," Harry interrupted quickly, to prevent an argument. "We need your expertise in the area of matchmaking."

Both adults suddenly looked more serious. "I'll help," Sirius began, "As long as you aren't trying to set a Longbottom up with a Parkinson."

Samantha winced. "Same here. That is an impossible task, even for us."

Seamus laughed. "Don't worry about that, it's not even a cross-house match."

"It's Ron and Hermione," Harry added.

Sirius grinned suddenly. "You've got half a plan already, don't you?"

Harry nodded. "Remus has agreed to lock them in his classroom 'accidentally' during lunch. We just need a way to keep them there for a few extra minutes so he gets the chance."

"Speaking of my brother, where is he?" Samantha asked. "He told me you wanted to see him as well."

"I don't know where he is. I wanted him here because he needs to know what we're going to do."

"What are we going to do, anyway?" Seamus questioned.

Sirius exchanged a smirk with Samantha. "You, my dear boys, aren't going to do a thing. Sam and I will take care of it."

"Let me rephrase that then," Seamus said with a grin. "What are you going to do?"

"Oh no, I can't tell you that! It'd ruin the surprise!"

Harry glanced at his watch. "Oh crap. We gotta go, Imp. We'll be late if we don't."

"Hagrid won't mind, Harry, not when it's you."

"Yeah, but I want to see Malfoy's face when he sees what Hagrid's got today!"

"You know?"

"Yes Felix, I do. Let's go, this is gonna be fun!"

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Er, sorry about that, but at least you've got something to look forward to! Right? Right???

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~SW