We decided that it wouldn't be good to stay in one place for long, so we continued walking and set up camp somewhere else. It was getting dark again and all of us were tired, cold and hungry.

Fred veered away from Marie, who was curled up in a ball on the ground, to talk to me.

"Ok, here's the deal. If you somehow get Malfoy to sleep with you tonight, I will MAKE Seamus ask you out. He's shy, and won't do it, but I'll make him." Fred winked at me.

"Why?" I asked, glancing at Draco. "Really, I'm sick of him at this point."

"Because besides the whole fight with Fleur and Mar, this is getting insanely boring. And just imagine that scum's face when he realized that he sleep with…you…" he trailed off as he realized that sounded like an insult. "Sorry, Em. I was just saying…"

I giggled. "Yeah, I know. It would be really funny and…I want Seamus….Ok fine I'll do it."

"Yes!" Fred pumped his fist in the air. "Time for some funny shit!"

"Yeah." I smiled, and then stared down at the ground. "I'll go now."

I weaved through everyone and found Draco, sitting alone in the grass. His silver eyes were staring into the fire.

"Malfoy?" I tensed, waiting for him to snap.

"What?" he spat, his eyes moving up to look at me.

"Can I talk to you? I'm not going to drool over you, so there's nothing to worry about." I rolled my eyes.

I knew I was being a bitch but Draco; well he wasn't exactly being nice either.

"Well, seeing as I'm stuck out here in the middle of nowhere with no magic and no one else, why not? Why shouldn't I degrade myself?" he sneered as I sat down next to him.

"Great!" I chirped cheerfully, completely ignoring his insult. My plan was to talk until he fell asleep, so I could sleep next to him and Fred could have his satisfaction.

He gave me a weird look, and then looked the other way.

"So…anyway I was wondering how you're so great in potions. Is it natural? Or do you study?" I almost laughed; I was being weird.

"Who studies? It's natural, of course."

I laughed lightly. "Yeah, of course. Ummm…"

I trailed off, getting a little uncomfortable. "So…um at the dance, was it really, like, an accident? I mean that's what you said but it didn't fell like---

Draco whipped his head to look at me, his eyes slits. "I thought you said you weren't gonna drool over me."

I shrugged. "I'm not. I was just wondering. Anyway, it doesn't matter cause I'm going to be with Seamus and---

I got cut off, this time because his lips were now forced against mine. All thoughts ran through my head, but they were all blocked off from my confusion.

"Emily! I need help keeping up this fire!" Harry's voice rang through the cold, and I pulled away sharply, him slowly.

"Does that answer your question?" He mumbled, turning his head.

I stared blankly at him for a moment. "I'll be right back…"

I jogged over to Harry, who was working up a sweat chucking logs into the never ending fire. I smiled at him as I helped him, all the while anxious to get back to Draco.

When I was finished, I inconspicuously went back over to Draco, who was flat on his back staring at the sky.

"C'mon let's go over here." I whispered, walking away from everyone so they couldn't see us.

Draco followed, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "Ok, look. I like you, a lot. But I can't, because of my reputation and---

"You care more about your reputation."

"Well, at this point yeah. At least I HAVE one." He sneered, but then got serious again, "Anyway you're not worth it. I'll just be with Pansy, she's a Slytherin."

I slapped him in the face, leaving a pink mark on his sharp cheek, "I hate you Draco Malfoy."

I would've hexed him, but we didn't have our wands. I got up and sat next to Marie. She heard everything that happened.

"So I was thinking," she started, "maybe when we get back from this completely pointless task you and I can go to Hogsmeade and hang out for a day. Just us, you know?"

I smiled at her, "I would like that."

"Like no Fred or Seamus Finnaginagin or Neville or Dean or Marcus Flint," she giggled.

"Aw," I groaned, "so I can't take Michael?"

She let out a laugh, "I was hoping we could improvise for him too."

"Oh my god what would you do if I asked him to go with us?"

"Pee myself!" she answered.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The next day back at Hogwarts~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Marie and I were back in our room getting ready to go to Hogsmeade. We both decided that we really needed a break from everything and all the drama and just take this day for us. She came out of the bathroom wearing a light gray shirt that had sleeves which reached right above her elbows with a black stripe above it and white stripes above and below that one. On the shirt was 'PETA' written in big black block letters. It was slightly loose but not too much, and she had a pair of dark denim super skinny jeans with white Ed Hardy flip flops which were about two inches high. She had a black Chanel cuff bracelet with the logo on it in white. She had her hair straightened and I noticed her side bangs were cut differently, they were thicker and kind of looked like Shane's.

"Cute," she smiled as she eyed my outfit. I had a pair of dark wash jeans on tucked in tight black knee high boots with a one inch heel. I had a tight white tank top on and a gray vest with the three buttons buttoned. My hair was pin straight and my bangs were pushed off to the side.

We linked arms and walked out of the room to walk outside. But of course with our luck we didn't get outside before running into everyone.

Draco, Fred, George, Ron, Harry, Cedric, Krum, Dean and Hermione were all standing in the hallway where we were walking past.

Hermione eyed us enviously and Fred walked over with George right by his side.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Oh Em and I are going out to Hogsmeade for today," she answered.

"Oh," he answered, "that's nice…I was kind of hoping to talk to you like I asked…"

"Oh Fred! Can we do that tonight instead?" she looked distressed.

I chimed in to help her out, "Maybe you two should hang out later tonight, you know, more privacy. All of us won't be around."

George helped me out, "Yeah that would sound better."

Fred seemed upset, "Ok, I'll meet you in the Gryffindor common room at…"

"Nine?" she asked.

"Sure," he scratched his arm, seeming nervous.

"Kay," she stepped towards him and gave him a hug, "bye."

"Bye," he still seemed tense..

Marie noticed and kissed him softly, "See you at nine."

Her and I began to walk away but not before Draco jumped in front of us.

"So ladies," he sneered, "going out for a stroll I see?"

Marie snorted and I shoved past him. She followed me hastily, giggling as she past Draco. We walked a few feet then heard him running after us. I didn't want to talk to him or have to deal with his crap so I whispered to Marie to keep on walking.

Once we reached Hogsmeade Marie and I were both starving and decided to go get something to eat and some butter beer. We walked into the log house and took a seat at one of the tables then ordered our drinks.

Marie took a sip of hers and I thought out loud, "So I wonder what Fred wants."

She seemed kind of twitchy and nervous, like she was going to cry.

"Mar, what's wrong?" I touched her hand on the table.

"I just think he's going to break up with me," she breathed, "he's been acting so strange. Like, nervous, I don't know what to do. I….I won't be able to…to live if he does. I don't think you understand how scared I am right now."

I squeezed her hand, "Mar! No! You can't think like that, I mean this IS Fred. For all you know he discovered some new trick and wants to show it to you!"

She sniffed a little, "True, but I know him. He wouldn't be like this. I've never seen him this…twitchy and nervous and jumpy."

"You need to keep your mind off of it," I pushed, "drink your beer, it'll help."

She laughed and took a sip, "It did."

"Good!" I giggled back, "So I was kind of thinking."

"About?"

"Draco," I said quickly.

I then explained everything that happened in the woods.

"Oh," she looked grossed out, "I mean I saw him kiss you then you slapped him but I wasn't sure what really happened."

"Yeah," I replied, "but…"

She gave me a questioning glance.

"I think I like Seamus," I blushed.

She squealed, "Aw!!! Shanemouse!"

"Dude you always get his name wrong!" I exclaimed, laughing.. "Seamus, Seamus, Seamus!"

"Yeah?"

Seamus's voice came out of nowhere, and Marie jumped at the noise.

"Seamus!" I grinned. "Hey!"

He grinned back. He was wearing dark wash baggy jeans, with black and white shoes and a long sleeved, white shirt with black sleeves. He sat down next to me. "Hey Em, Hey Marie."

"Hi Seamoss." Marie sighed.

After about ten minutes, Seamus still wouldn't leave, so Marie got bored. "Ok I'm bored, I'm leaving." She mumbled, getting up to leave.

"Mar!" I yelled, but she was already out the door.

"Sorry…" Seamus muttered.

"It's ok." I sighed. "So…this isn't meant to be mean but….why are you here?"

He looked at me, his blue eyes shining with excitement. "I like looking at the Quittach stuff."

I giggled. "You don't play Quittach."

He shrugged. "I can dream, can't I?"

I grinned and pushed him playfully in the arm. He grinned back. We sat there, together, in silence for a few minutes. It wasn't like an awkward silence, it was a comfortable silence.

"C'mon, let's go outside." He said, standing up and waiting for me.

"Ok!"

We walked out the door, the cold air was abrasive. Seamus draped his arm around my shoulder, and I put my arm around his waist. "So, I was thinking…"

"Yeah?" I asked, staring at the ground.

"Um…well…"

"Seamus! C'mon." I pouted, pulling him in closer. "Tell me."

He took a deep breath. "IwasthinkingIreallylikeyahanddoyahwannagoout?"

I stared at him blankly. "Huh?"

She gave a nervous laugh. "Ummm…Do yah wanna go out…with me…"

We were now standing off to the side of one of the stores in Hogsmeade, face to face. My heart began beating faster and I grinned from ear to ear. "Yes!"

A look of relief crossed his sweet Irish face. "Blimey, I didn't think you would say yes."

"Of course I would. I like you…" I whispered, leaning in to hug him.

As we were hugging, we pulled apart a bit, leant in and kissed each other. The way his lips were moving was kind of awkward, but I didn't know how to loosen them up.

I giggled to myself. Maybe we just need to practice more.

"What's so funny?" he whispered, his hot breath on my cheek.

"You." I replied, smirking against his skin. "You're so adorable."

"Thanks." He growled, pulling me even closer with his hands on my lower back.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Marie's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was sitting in our room since I left Emily at Hogsmeade at seven. It's been at least an hour.

"Alright," I groaned as I sat up on my bed, "time to get ready."

I changed my outfit so when I got dumped by Fred I would at least look like I tried.

I sighed and trudged over to my closet, I picked out a slightly baggy but fitted shirt with elbow length sleeves that reached past my waist by a few inches, a pair of black leggings, and a pair of black flats. The shirt had the Rolling Stones logo on it and the sleeves were black while the rest of the shirt was white. I restraightened my hair and redid my makeup. I sighed as I looked in the mirror before I walked back into the room and plopped on my bed.

I stared at the teddybear he got me on our first date and felt like slapping myself in the face for being such a downer.

Hermione walked in the room and over to her bed, she took out a book and began reading. She then noticed me staring and said hello.

"Oh hi," I forced a smile, "how are you?"

"Fine, fine," she came over to sit on my bed, "is something wrong?"

I felt at a loss of words.

"It's ok," she gave me a warm smile, "if you don't want to tell me I understand but just remember that i'm here if you need me."

"Well, ok." I then continued to tell her what was going on.

"Oh," her face was sad, "Marie I think you just need to wait and see what he says. Don't give yourself bad thoughts. And if it does end then it wasn't meant to be."

I hugged her quickly, "Thank you Hermione. You really are a good friend."

She sniffed a bit, "That means a lot. I mean I don't really have any friends that are girls here, just Harry and Ron."

"Oh my god so not true! Emily and I defiantly think of you as one of our friends," I waved her doubt away, "we all need to hang out sometime, just us girls."

She smiled and it lifted my mood a bit, "Thank you Marie, I would very much like that."

We hugged once more before I told her I had to go meet Fred in the common room. I don't think I have ever walked so slowly before in my lifetime. I took the smallest steps ever, too afraid to walk into the common room and face him. And of course I had a visitor on my way there.

Draco stood in front of me with his arms crossed.

"How in the hell do you keep on just showing up everywhere?" I huffed.

He shrugged, "I walk a lot. So where are you off to anyway?"

"Why are you gonna follow me there too?" I began to walk away.

"I was just asking," he muttered.

I really did not have the patience to talk to him right now. But then again it could waste some time…

"I'm actually going to the common room," I turned back around, "what about you?"

He seemed a bit shocked. I didn't blame him, I felt the same way.

"Uh, I was meeting a few friends in Hogsmeade," he said awkwardly.

"Oh," I replied just as awkwardly.

"Well."

"Uh."

"Ok…"

"I'm gonna go now," I gave him an awkward glance before I walked away.

We both stared at each other for a moment, our eyes wide and both not knowing what just happened before walking our separate ways.

I stopped right in front of the painting and stared at it, fear striking through my body.

The fat lady in the painting was staring at me, "Wellllllll?"

"Uh oh right," I stuttered, "orange cats."

She swung open and I walked through the door. The room was empty except for one of the blood red couches in front of the fireplace where Fred sat. It was dark in the room, except the area where he sat was illuminated by the smoldering fire. There were a few of the candles on the walls lit and the area around them glowed in the darkness also. I glanced out the large window on the other side of the room and saw the night sky, spattered with stars which were freckled across the horizon.

I nearly shit myself when I saw him. He looked scared, he was playing with his fingers, then moved on the couch a little, then played with a pillow, then pushed it on the floor and kept on moving around on the couch.

"Fred?" I whispered as I walked closer.

He jumped then stood up and his eyes were as wide as plates. He stared at me like that for what seemed like forever.

"Fred?" I whispered again, afraid to move.

"Mar," he mumbled, "hi."

I mumbled back, "Hi."

We didn't say anything or look at each other for a few minutes. I wanted to break down and cry on the floor, have him hug me and then it would be over. I could hear my heartbeat. My mind kept on flickering to visions of his face, but I couldn't seem to look at him. Why won't he just do it? Anger rushed through me, why was he tortruring me like this?!

"Just do it already!" I snapped, I felt a tear run down my cheek, "Damnit, are you trying to hurt me more than you already are?"

He seemed hurt, "Marie! What are you talking about? What did I do to hurt you?!"

I wiped away the tear and put myself back together, "Nothing. I'm sorry. I'm just….freaking out right now. You're scaring me…."

He rushed over and held me to him tightly, stroking my hair with his hand, the other was around my waist holding me to him like plaster.

He laughed, "Marie, don't be scared love. I… I'm sorry I don't think i've ever been this…this nervous before in my life."

I groaned into his chest, "Why are you torturing me like this?"

He pulled me out and laughed, "What? I didn't understand any of that. It was all one big muffled noise."

I giggled a bit then sighed, "Nothing."

He continued to play with my hair for a few minutes and we just stood there. He seemed tense.

"Fred," I leaned my head to his chest and stared at the fire, "I am going crazy here."

"Join the club," he seemed to let out an angry laugh.

"What's wrong?" I asked grabbing his forearm.

He stroked my cheek with a hand, "Nothing, you didn't do anything. I'm just being a pansy."

"Like the Parkinson kind?" I put my chin to his chest and looked up at his eyes which stared at the fire, looking worried.

He tried to contain his laughter but failed, "Thank you I needed that laugh."

After a second he took a step back and took a deep breath. I stared at him like he was insane.

"You ok?" I asked.

"Marie," he began, he pushed his hair out of his eyes, "I want to be with you forever. But I don't think that we are at a point now where we should be boyfriend and girlfriend."

I felt my heart sink into my throat.

"I think we should be something more. I want you to marry me," he said and I then felt my heart go from my throat to across the room and then fly around a few times.

I couldn't say anything. I could only imagine what my face looked like.

"I know that we are still young but my parents got engaged at our age then they married when they turned eighteen," he went on, "I just want to show you somehow that I want to have this kind of connection to you. To show you how much I truly do love you."

"Fred," I whispered.

He took out a small black velvety box and handed it to me, "I know that I may be throwing everything away by doing this, but I felt like I needed to do this."

I took the box from him and didn't even open it. I placed it on the side table next to us and I heard the air rush from out of his lungs. When I looked back up at him his face showed pain that I didn't think it was possible to feel.

I then swung my arms around his neck and let the tears fall from my eyes like small waterfalls.

He wrapped his arms around my waist tightly and whispered, "I can't lose you."

I wrapped my legs around his waist and he held me up, our noses were side by side pressed together like our foreheads. I whispered to him back, "You never will. You can't lose something that doesn't go away. Face it Fred, now I'm never leaving."

He laughed and hugged me tighter, my grip around his neck tightened even more and then I pressed my lips to his.

Our first kiss as the future Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~My POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Seamus and I walked back to Hogwarts together, walking through the halls. People stared, especially when we passed Malfoy.. As we did, Seamus grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, giving Malfoy a death glare.

Draco just stood, staring blankly at me and Seamus. I rolled my eyes, smiled up at Seamus and continued to the common room.

"Orange cats." Seamus grinned at the fat lady.

"Well, it's about time you two got together!" she chortled. "Come on in!"

We ducked as we entered the small hallway into the common room, and found Marie and Fred making out on the couch.

"Jesus get a room!" I laughed and Marie screamed, fell on the floor and got back up again, embarrassed.

"What? What's happening? What's going on?" she mumbled, out of it.

"Seamus and I are going out. What about you?" I smiled as Seamus sat in a red chair next to the sofa, pulling me onto his lap.

"OH MY GOD Em I have the GREATEST news! Ok…Fred and I are engaged!!!!!" Marie squealed, not caring about the others who were sleeping upstairs.

Seamus and I just sat there, our faces deadpan, as what she had just said registered in our minds.

"Um, aren't yah fourteen?" Seamus asked.

"Yeah but my parents got engaged and married at eighteen so…it's not that weird." Fred explained.

"Holy shit, Mar. This is INSAAAAAAAAAANE!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed, rushing over to hug her.

"I know!!!!!"

I screamed excitedly, jumped on the couch next to them but wound up flipping over the back. I landed on a blanket, but there was something underneath it so I screamed and rolled off. Neville emerged from the blanket, his eyes as wide as saucers.

"I've been afraid to move. They're making children."

At this point I almost peed myself laughing, and everyone was all confused. "Neville!! AHAHAHAHAH!!!!"

He gave me a weary look and stood up. "Uhh I was just getting some sleep. I heard there is gonna be a party in here in about an hour for the Quittach match you just won."

"Oooh a party!" I laughed as Marie danced in circles.

Fred began dancing. "Yeeeeah!"

Seamus was still sitting there, not sure what to do. "Is this really what they're like?"

Fred laughed. "Oh yeah. Get used to it, my little leprechaun. You're in for it."

Seamus smirked. "Aiiight then."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At the party~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

'Lolli Lolli' by three 6 mafia was blaring through the stereo, and everyone was just hanging out, high fiving the rest of the Quittach team. I walked around looking to find some people I knew, mostly in search of Marie or Seamus.

I found Marie and she was standing next to Fred, Hermione, Harry, Ron, and George and they were all laughing. I walked over to her and grabbed her arm, "Hey!"

"Hi!" she greeted me, "I'm waiting for Draco to just randomly show up again."

I snorted, "I wouldn't be surprised. Anyway, I love these floating lantern things. It's m-a-g-i-c."

"Well, this IS Hogwarts. So what are you doing?" she asked.

"Well," I began, "Seamus is nowhere to be found and that's pretty much it."

"I'm right here."

I jumped as Seamus appeared behind me.

"You keep scaring me!" I yelped as Marie laughed, draping onto Fred.

"Sorry." He smiled, leaning in and kissing my on the lips.

"Heyyy! Seamus!" Dean rushed over (Seamus's bff!!!!)

Harry, Ron and Hermione walked away as Marie glared at him, and I gave her a look. She huffed and looked away, and I looked back at Seamus and Dean.

"Hey there's some kid chugging bottles of butterbeer from Hogsmeade over there. You wanna watch?" Dean put his hand on Seamus's shoulder.

Seamus nodded, and then looked back at me. "I'll be right back, kay?"

"Kay…" I sighed, walking over to Harry, Ron and Hermione.

"Hey guys."

"Hey." Ron mumbled. "Blimey I'm tired."

"Oh Ron, suck it up. It's quite a lovely party." Hermione nagged, looking around.

Ron rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. All I want is a little sleep."

Suddenly I heard whooping from behind me, and I turned to see Seamus holding a foaming bottle of butterbeer, Dean with him. "Man that kid drank fifteen cups in one minute!! Oh, hey Em!"

"Hey, Sea…" I noticed he seemed kind of weird.

He whipped out a small black flask which I could smell from a few feet away and knew it was Scotch.

"So..so so so," he began,"sooooo."

"So…"

"So whaddaya say we go back upstairs? No one is up there and we could be up there with nobody but us," he went on.

"Oh my god you're drunk," I moaned, "I'm getting someone to take you back to your room."

"Wa-wa-wa-waaaiit!" Seamus wailed, clinging onto my arm.

"I'll help." Dean sighed, grabbing his left arm and I grabbed his right.

"He's gonna feel like shit tomorrow." I said, glancing wearily at his reddening face.

Dean chuckled. "Well, he IS Irish. He drinks. Lots of hangovers."

Dean helped me carry a now wailing Seamus upstairs, and we accidently dropped him on his head a few times…Anyway once we got him to his bed he just slumped over, mumbling something totally inaudible.

I sighed, thanked Dean and sat next to Seamus.

"G'night Sea," I kissed his cheek and walked back downstairs.

"Hey, Em! Seamus got drunk?" Marie asked, looking worriedly up the staircase.

"Yeah I mean really what was he thinking?!"

"He's Irish, he doesn't think."

"Dude. I'm Irish."

"Oh…yeah. Well he's one of those full blown Irish people so…yah know…You're only ¾ of the way there."

I groaned. "My boyfriends a drunk..."

"Yeah, and I'm engaged at fourteen. Don't complain to me about being abnormal."

I gave her a look. "Yeah, hahah. Well anyway I'm gonna head off to bed. Tell these people to keep it down, there's a drunk Irish leprechaun upstairs."

"Will do!" she laughed, bouncing back into the crowd of Gryffindors.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Marie's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I walked back into the crowd of my fellow Gryffindorians. Fred walked over to me and yawned.

"Hey," I yawned back.

"Hello," he seemed tired.

"So," I looked over to sit on the couch but it was overflowing with people.

"I think you should go to bed," Fred told me.

"I think you should too."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~My POV (the next day)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I walked down to the Entrance Hall in the school uniform, tired and ready for defense against the darks arts with Professor Moody. I yawned, trudged along to the Great Hall to go eat. Marie wasn't there yet, so I sat with Hermione.

"Hey." I mumbled sleepily, sitting down and pulling out my wand.

"Hi. We have a defense against the dark arts exam on the unforgivable curses today."

"Oh my God…I forgot. Ummm it's the imperious curse, the cruciatis curse and avada kedevara."

She nodded, flipping through her textbook so fast I wondered how so even managed to get any information out of it.

"I'm gonna fail that test." Ron said to no one in particular, rubbing his messy red hair.

Hermione pursed her lips. "Well, you should have studied. It's your own fault." She pulled her bushy hair out of her face and put it into a ponytail.

Fred and George appeared on both sides of me and spoke in unison, "You should have studied."

They sat to my right hand side and then Fred asked, "So, where's Mar?"

"I don't know." I shrugged. "Sleeping probably."

"Oh…" he replied, looking disappointed.

A minute later, he spoke again. "Do you think you should go get her?"

"No." I replied, getting annoyed. "I'm trying to study."

"Well, maybe Marie is a little more important than your stupid test." Fred growled, glaring at me.

"Fred, seriously. Stop." I glared at him back, getting impatient because I needed this good grade.

"I'm worried about her!" he exclaimed, angrily slamming his glass of pumpkin juice.

"Jesus Christ! She's just sleeping!" I yelled. "Calm down!"

Suddenly the doors opened and Seamus shuffled in, looking miserable.

Hermione scooted over a bit and ushered him to sit between us on my left side.

"Hey," he garbled as he sat down, his face was blotched with red.

I grimaced a bit at the sight of it, "Hi, how are you?"

"Hungover," he mumbled, drinking some pumpkin juice.

My eyes widened a bit, not expecting him to admit it, "Oh…ok then."

"Yep," he whispered under his breath.

"Anything I can do?" I asked.

"Stop talking."

"I was just asking…" I grumbled, glaring at my eggs and bacon.

"Well stop. Your voice is giving me a headache."

I didn't say anything; I just ignored him. Hermione was looking at us out of the corner of her eye, and Ron was staring at Seamus.

"Heyheyhey." Marie smiled, jumping in between me and Fred.

Seamus glared at her and Fred gave her a hug. "I missed you!"

She grinned. "Aww! I missed you too!"

As I was gagging, she turned to me. "What's up your butt?"

"My boyfriend...yours…"

"Fred's up your butt?"

I started laughing, and Fred was like, "Wait…what?"

"Seamus can be up your butt. I wouldn't have a problem with that but Fred needs to get out." She grinned, reaching across the table to grab some butter.

I giggled. "All right then. Anyway we have a test today."

"Jesus I forgot!" Marie yelled, grabbing my textbook out of my hands and flipping through it.

"Can you just shut up?!" Seamus yelled giving Marie a death glare.

I groaned as Marie began flipping and freaking, screaming in my ear to Seamus. Fred joined in, and finally I couldn't take it anymore. "JUST STOP!"

They slowly died down, and I sighed, getting up and walking away to talk to Michael Corner. "Hey."I smiled, as he just sat there, ignoring me at the Ravenclaw table.

"Ok then! Anyway soooooo…" I trailed off as he looked up blankly at me through his long black hair. "Ok anwaaaay I'm gonna go…talk to Shane…"

I slide next to Shane. "Hey, I haven't seen you in a while. What's up?"

He grinned. "Hey! Nothing. Oh, you know that guy…Michael Corner…do you know if he's gay?"

I stared blankly at him. "No, I don't think so…but…"

"Oh." He looked disappointed. "I need a boyfriend. Badly."

It got awkward, so I made up an excuse to leave. Someone came up behind me.

"Hey."

It was Sam. I smiled at her, gave her a quick 'Hey' and hurried to DADA.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The next day, after all of my classes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I sat outside in the courtyard near the Great hall. I sat under a tree, watching the light shimmer on the fountain, which was in the middle. Dumbledore said that there was to be a maze for our final task, but I wasn't that excited.

There were a few wandering people that I didn't know in the courtyard, but I knew one of them; Seamus. He looked over at me, a guilty look on his face. I hadn't bothered to talk to him since he flipped out at me yesterday. I mean, I know he was hung over and everything but still…

"Em? Can I talk to yah?" He asked, standing over me now.

I just stared at him for a moment, taking him in He was rubbing his neck nervously, and his attire was messy; his robes were wrinkled, his shirt was half tucked and half not, and one of his shoe laces were untied.

"Yeah." I replied as he sat down next to me.

Our knees were touching, and I stared at them for a while before I finally looked into his eyes. They were a light gray-blue, a different color as if he had been crying. All anger or whatever I had been feeling before left me and concern took over.

"Sea, what's wrong?" I asked, putting my hand on his knee.

He coughed, sniffled and stared me dead in the face. "Me mum…she…she…she got hurt…and she's…she's in the hospital and it doesn't look good. They…they think she may be permanently damaged. Yah know…in her brain. I think it's a concussion."

"Oh my God…Seamus. I'm so sorry…" I hugged him as he wept, his body shaking in my arms.

I knew how much his mother meant to him, because he would always talk about her. He didn't like his father too much, because he would always criticize him and scream, so he would go to his mother and she would comfort him. His father hated witches and wizards, especially Seamus because he hadn't known his wife was a witch until Seamus was born, and he just…well hates magic.

"Em…I can't l-live without me m-mum. Me dad…he did it. H-he hurt her. He m-messed her up and b-banged her head on the w-wall and hurt her. Without her…he will…he w-will h-hurt me. Look…" He whispered, pulling out of the hug and lifting up the front of his shirt, revealing his stomach.

On it was a big, black and blue spot the size of a baseball near his ribcage. As I looked, I felt my eyes stinging, threatening to make me cry, and my heart was pierced with sadness for him. I knew his dad yelled, but I didn't know that he beat him.

"Can't...Do you want me to heal it with magic?" I asked softly, lightly touching the spot.

He cringed and shook his head. "Me dad's a muggle a-and since he c-can't use magic…he threatens m-me mum so…so when he d-does this…he forces her t-to put a spell or s-something on it s-so it can't heal w-with magic. He says its t-to remind me of what I am."

My eyes widened at the thought of Seamus's dad beating him.

"Don't cry…please." Seamus pleaded, wiping my cheek.

For a moment I didn't know what he was talking about, until I realized that this whole time tears had been rolling down my face.

"I can't help it. Sea…he's beating you…and your mom…"

Seamus looked at me, wiped away one of his own tears and then spoke, "Lift up the back of my shirt."

I did so, and saw this scabby mess. There were small, deep red scars that looked like stab wounds. The worst was this big still-bloody X on the back of his back.

"Shit. What is this?!" I breathed, tracing the X with my finger.

It felt cold and sticky, and as I pulled my finger away, a string of blood followed. I pulled his shirt back down, and he turned to face me again.

"Actually…don't answer that question." I mumbled, feeling incredibly sick.

I couldn't handle the answer he would've given me.

"Does Dean know?"

It was a stupid question that had just kind of spilled out of my mouth. Seamus shook his head. "I can't tell him. I don't want to."

I didn't say anything s he took a deep, shuddering breath and ran his hand through his sandy hair. The way he ran it through made it looked spiked it the front.

For a while we just sat there together, holding hands under the tree. I noticed that he had a shiny, black ring on his left hand, the hand that I was holding. There were now only about two people left besides us, but they were first years so it wasn't a big deal.

"Em…I'm sorry I was being a jerk yesterday, too. I was…yah know, hung over. And I was worried about me mum so I was just upset." He sighed, squeezing my hand tighter.

I leant my head on his shoulder. "It's ok. Do you drink a lot?"

"Not usually…but lately I have…cause of me dad and everything. I'm just worried that me and me mum…I'm worried we won't get through this. I am always scared to go home." He admitted, his voice wavering.

"Don't worry…we'll get through this together…" I choked. "Everything will be okay. You have me…you have Dean. You have friends and your mom, okay?"

He exhaled heavily. "You're right…But I just…don't know. I don't know what is gonna happen. By the way, you know my name is pronounced shay-mus, right?"

I giggled. "Yeah, but I pronounce it sea-mus. That way I can call you Sea."

He laughed. "Kay."