A/N: I know the ending kind of breaks the rules of magic if you will but try to look past that for the nice meanings.
"Shay! SHAY! WAKE UP!"
"I'm up." Seamus said sitting up on the couch and wiping his eyes. Where was he? He couldn't remember anything. He looked up to see Dean. "Dean what are you doing here?"
"I live here, eejit." Dean said.
"You're not even Irish, eejit." Seamus muttered back using their idiotic nickname that had somehow come about in third year. "Why I am here exactly?"
"Because you were having a bloody good time last night and then you started to hit on a girl so I took you here 'cause you know you and 'Mione." He said. "What got into you?"
"She broke up with me." Seamus mumbled standing up trying to find his shoes which Dean must've removed at some point.
"Oh, Shay, I'm sorry. I should've let you have your fun." He said following his friend to the front door. "Also, why do you need violets?"
"What?" Seamus asked.
"After I reminded you about Hermione you were so persistent in finding violets. At least I think that's what you said. I went to every flower shop within a three mile radius and none of them had any." Dean said. "I even asked my mum and she said she hadn't planted any this year."
"Maybe me mam-" Seamus started.
"No, asked her, too." Dean said. "No one in all of England seems to have any."
"What was that dang spell?" Seamus muttered.
"What dang spell, eejit? Forget how to wingardium leviosa, did we?" Dean asked.
"No, no." Seamus said. "Hermione taught me this spell, and when you conjure it violets appear, she used it to get violets in winter."
He thought of her. Her frizzy brown hair underneath a winter hat a thick scarf around her neck. Think of the spell think of the-. "Shay!" Dean exclaimed. "Shay, Shay, Shay." He was shoving the other boy as violet sparks came out of Seamus's wand. They stirred and circled until finally they became three solid violets.
Seamus opened his eyes and caught the flowers before they fell to the ground. "Thanks, Dean, have to go got to win back 'Mione before she forgets all about me." He hugged his friend and ran out the door, completely forgetting his coat and shoes.