All too soon, their trucks were packed, and they were waiting for the carriages to take them to the Hogwarts express in Hogsmeade station. Harry stood next to Seamus, arm in arm, waiting, when Harry suddenly heard his name.

"Potter!"

Seamus held on to Harry tightly and forced him to keep his gaze forward as the sound of Malfoy drew closer.

"Hey, fag, look at me when I'm talking to you!" Malfoy yelled.

Seamus looked to his right at Hermione and Ron. Ron nodded and stood next to Harry, putting his arm around him, preventing him from moving. Seamus turned to Malfoy, glaring at him. "What do you want, asshole?"

"You put my father in jail, and I'm the asshole?" Malfoy asked angrily. He took a step closer to Seamus, who held his ground.

"Not my fault your father chose to be a death eater. He put that on himself. Now leave us alone!" Seamus stood there, not wanting to turn his back on Malfoy right away. But Malfoy stood there, clutching his wand tightly.

"You and your faggot boyfriend are going to pay –" Malfoy started to say, but Professor Snape showed up just then.

"That's enough, Draco." Snape drawled. Malfoy looked up at Snape in confusion. Harry and Ron turned around as well.

"But Professor –" Malfot started, but Snape gripped Malfoy's shoulder tightly.

"I said that's enough, Draco," Snape said sternly. "Leave this two alone and go get ready for the carriages."

Malfoy glared at Harry and Seamus before walking back to his own group of friends. Snape turned to Harry as well before giving a nod and turning away.

"That was weird…." Seamus said, taking hold of Harry's hand once more.

"Very! Since when is Snape nice to you?" Ron said, watching as Snape walked over to the other supervising professors.

"I have a feeling Professor McGonagall has had something to do with his attitude towards me," Harry said, sighing.

The carriages arrived they and they all hopped into one. Harry closed his eyes and rested his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. He knew it wasn't a long ride to the station, but every physical moment he could get with Seamus was worth it.

They were almost to King's Cross Station when Seamus turned to Harry, who had been holding him tightly the entire ride. "Love?"

"Hmm?"

"Professor McGonagall talked to me this morning…about you having to go back to your aunt and uncle's…"'

Harry looked at Seamus, his hopes lifting. "What did she say?"

"She was able to convince Dumbledore to have you stay there for only a week," Seamus said, smiling at Harry's reaction.

"That's fantastic, Harry!" Hermione and Ron cheered.

"Wait, why did she tell you and not me?" Harry asked, confused.

"Well," Seamus started slowly. He looked at Ron for a moment before looking back at Harry. "I know you usually go to Ron's for the summer – I'm sure it helps being closer to everything. But I asked….well, I thought I would offer for you to stay with me for the summer."

Harry up straighter, his heart pounding in excitement. "Stay with you?"

"Only if you want to!" Seamus said quickly. "I know I'm in a whole different country –"

"I would love to stay with you!" Harry interrupted. He turned to Ron, who was smiling. "Is that ok?"

"You don't have to ask my permission, mate. Go with your boyfriend! We can always see each other at the end of the summer!"

Harry threw his arms around Seamus, feeling the happiest he's felt in a long, long time.