Chapter 19 - This just got interesting

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HEUHEUHEUHEUEHEUEHEH CHAPTER 19

You're all in a world of trouble now. All you Seadney shippers... mmm. I'm trying so hard not to laugh now, it's just the best chapter in this book.

I'll stop talking to y'all now, go read it!

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Dear Diary,

I flop of my bed and think about so much. Mainly Seamus. But that's only because I'm worried about him.

I decide to go and see him. I go down to the common room and see him sitting on the couch with Neville. I know he's not enjoying his company as much as Dean. I can just tell.

Seamus's POV

"So, Neville, er, I need a bit of help."

"What is it?"

"Er... well, it's Sydney."

"What about her?"

"She's getting a bit clingy, and I feel like breaking up with her."

He thinks for a moment. "Bandage."

"What?"

"Rip it off like a bandage. Short and painful."

"Er, okay. Are you sure?"

"Positive."

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Sam's POV

The next day, we have our classes. Unfortunately, we have DADA.

That means learning the Crutiatus curse.

I refuse. So does Seamus.

We both have it done on us. The Rejects all look at us in shock.

It's worth it though.

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When the day is finished, and after our daily evening meal, I go to Seamus's dorm.

I knock.

"Who iiiiiiiis it?" Sounds like Neville.

"Your worst nightmare." My voice croaks, but he opens the door.

The Crutiatus curse isn't just temporary.

"You're not allowed in here!" But he opens the door fully anyway.

I walk in and lean on the doorframe.

"I'm gonna see at least one of you naked in my life," I say, looking at Seamus.

"But... no ones naked," says Neville.

"Alrighty then," says Seamus.

"What do you want?" asks Neville.

"To talk to my soulmate! "

Neville sniggers at the word.

I do my disapproving look again.

"Just because you don't have one!"

"Alright, alright, I'll get out of your way." He slips past me in the doorway.

"Don't forget the bandage!" He says.

I don't quite understand.

"What was that about?"

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