Heart on Fire(Seamus Finnigan and Watty Awards 2013 Finalist!)

Chapter 11

It had been three weeks since Seamus had gone to the meeting and Seamus was happier than he had been in years. He woke up at a great time, was polite to all the customers, was starting to hang out with Harry, Ron and Dean more, and he was only drinking one butterbeer a night.

But above it all, he was starting to fall for the quirky Hufflepuff who never seemed to leave him alone. Ever since Seamus came back from that meeting he couldn't help but try to please Ailsa in everything that he did. She was his best friend.

It was a quiet Tuesday evening, and the two were alone. Eli had gone back home to celebrate something called Thanksgiving, which left Ailsa and Seamus alone playing a new game they invented called 'Who Can Gross Out the Other' which involved created disgusting meals, making the other eat it, and see who could finish their meal without puking.

It was a delightful game that made them laugh. And if it made Ailsa laugh, then Seamus was all for it.

"Merlin! What did you put in this Seamus?! It smells like ogor's breath!" Ailsa laughed as she smelled Seamus' pot.

"Close, it's trolls's breath. Seriously did you fail Care of Magical Creatures? And what is that? Is that threstals poop in there! Gross!" Seamus smiled.

Ailsa put on a playful smile. "A Hufflepuff never reveals her secrets. This may take a little while to cook. Wanna play another game while we wait?"

"Sure. What is it?" Seamus asked as he plopped himself onto the counter.

"It's called Truth or Dare."

Seamus scrunched his forehead. "What is that?"

"You've never heard of it?! We used to play it all the time back in school. A muggle-born taught us it." Ailsa said. "Basically you either pick truth or dare than the other person either asks you a question or makes you do a dare."

"That sounds ridiciously stupid." Seamus laughed.

Ailsa frowned. "Pwease?! Pretty pretty pwease!"

"Ugh fine. Uhh I choose dare."

"I dare you to go out and start singing that one Free the Mers song, you know the one about the witch and wizard falling in love then one of them gets eaten by a troll. That one." Ailsa said.

"Merlin no! Theres customers out there!" Seamus cried.

"Bernie is the only out there. Plus he's a regular. I'm pretty sure he was one of the customers the day you came out wearing only you snitch boxers. This won't scar him anymore." Giggled Ailsa.

Seamus groaned and slunk into the dining room where Bernie sat in a corner table, sipping on his soup and reading the Daily Prophet. "Oooooh, remember that day my pretty witch in which we fell in looove. It was by Flourish and Botts and I caught the loooovvvee bug." Seamus started singing deeply. Bernie looked up from his newspaper. "I never knnneeewww that I could loovvee youuu moorrree,  but on thatt shooooorrrrree near the lake, I decided to takkee you on my broom. We flew and flew until we grew up. And theeennn the trooolllll came, and nooowww all I have left is your mooooolllle."

Seamus finished the song and Bernie went from staring at the strange singing boy back to his soup. Seamus looked over to where Ailsa was laughing her heart out.

"I hate you Ailsa Cunningham." Seamus laughed as they walked back to the kitchen.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. My turn! I choose truth!" 

"Um, okay, what's your favorite color?" Seamus asked.

Ailsa rolled her eyes. "No silly! It has to be a juicy question."

Seamus thought for a moment. If there was ever a time to do it, it would be now. He walked a little closer to her. "Do you like anyone?"

Ailsa smiled that gorgeous smile and stepped closer to Seamus. "Yes, I do..." Seamus smiled and leaned down as Ailsa stood on her tippy toes. They put their arms around each other, and right before their lips could meet, an owl flew into the closed window, making a loud BANG.

Seamus groaned and went to open the window, laying on the ground was an extremely old owl with a letter tied around it's foot. Ailsa leaned down over the window and picked the bird up.

"Oh you poor thing! You just looked exhausted! Who would send you out at your old age? Let's get you a drink!" Ailsa cooed to the exhausted owl. 

"It's a bird Ailsa, not a human." Seamus muttered as he took the letter off the owl's foot.

Seamus and Ailsa,

We know that this is very late notice, but Harry and I have decided to get married tonight at 8 o'clock at the Burrow. It will be a small ceremony with only our closest friends and family. We hope that you can make it! 

Love,

Ginny

-Also can you bring the owl with you, we wouldn't have used him unless it was urgent. We don't know if he has another flight in him.

"What's that?" Ailsa asked.

"It's looks like we're going to a wedding." Seamus smiled.

Maybe then he could get that kiss.

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Sorry it took so long to update, it's been a little busy for me. Lot's of doctors appointment and homework and crap and grossness.

Anyways AHHHHHH Ailsa and Seamus! See I made it up to you. Do you think the wedding will go smoothly? And who's excited to see the old gang?

Also, I will be posting pictures of the dresses and stuff. :)

And for all of you 1D fans, I'm also writing a new Harry Styles fanfic. 

Speaking of Harry Styles, my friend and I saw a guy who looked just like him at the Y last night. It was fantastic. We stalked him and he stalked us, but we never got his name! Only giggled. Oh well.

Love you guys,

Kennedy.