*Three Months Later*
Dean's POV
I smile down at the letter Horus, my owl brought to me. Addressed to Lord Desai, it held the distinct stamp imprint belonging to one Lord Slytherin-Gryffindor-Black-Potter, ranked in importance as is the respectable practice of a lord holding as many titles as he does. It was of great luck I held this title, because without it I held no chance of marrying such a figurehead. Harry Potter, my soulmate, was unattainable to a no title "muggleborn" such as myself, no matter how made for each other we are. Being Lord Desai brought about prestige, we matched the Malfoys in money, the Blacks in purity (except for myself of course), and the Shacklebolts in their steadfastness for justice. All of these being drilled into my head by a frightening stepmother and amused older sister. As I sat contemplating in my office on the request from Lord Potter, I hoped that I was doing the right thing.
The missive I received from Lord Potter was one that invited me to a dinner that Lords on the Wizengamot would all be attending, giving me enough warning to polish up on my dining manners. Acting pureblood in my opinion was boring and pretentious, but in order to court Harry, as my not so helpful mind supplies, I have to do this right. He has fought for the Old Religion, and plans on bonding in the Old Magic, so I must be of pure intentions and of pure magic. That being said, I didn't understand why Ginny still tried. She did not have pure intentions and neither did her parents.
However in the midst of my thoughts another owl appeared. It carried in its talons a letter, and dropped it on my desk. Cautiously I approach the letter, all the while hitting it with detection spells. Mother, as Adelia asked me to call her, rammed into my head the importance of these spells, especially with my desire, no my need, to court Harry. after all the spells gave negative results, I cautiously opened the letter, not knowing what to expect. And the shock of who it was from sent my flying into a chair, before my knees gave in. It was from Seamus Finnegan!
Seamus has officially entered the picture! tell me what you think should happen next, review what you think, hell tell me what type of cookies you like, I need fuel, and reviews are plenty! Kara