Vulnera Sanentur

Chapter 1: Shamrocks

A/N: This chapter will cover most of the summer, and telling Seamus' parents about the soul bond.

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Seamus awoke on the first of August covered in sweat. It was beginning to hit the hottest point of the year. He got up and walked to the communal shower shared by all of the Seventh years. He stripped off his Boxers, which he'd taken to wearing to bed after Harry returned to the dorm. He secretly enjoyed Harry in his coma just because he could sleep starkers. Every year all of the boys in their dorm had to force Seamus to wear something to bed. He heard the showers already running and walked in, taking a glance at Harry.

"Morning Seamus, you look happy." Harry said, he was a cheerful morning person.

"Mornin' 'arry" Seamus mumbled before walking under a showerhead and turning it on. He grabbed for some shampoo potion and went to squeeze it into his hand before looking at the all too familiar symbol on his hand. A shamrock. It appeared sometime after the battle, and Seamus suspected it had something to do with healing Harry.

"Hey, Harry." Seamus said, straightening his accent as he awakened further.

"Yeah Seamus?" Harry asked, sending the quizzical piece of his voice and feeling it through their growing bond.
"Do you have a, uh, a mark somewhere? From the battle?" Seamus asked.

"You mean like a scar?" Harry turned to face Seamus, and he saw it. A small Shamrock right over Harry's Heart. Seamus walked over towards Harry looking at it.

"Seamus what are you doing?" Harry was tense, you weren't supposed to approach each other in the showers.

"Look at your chest" Seamus said, and Harry looked at what he knew to be an oddly shaped scar. It hadn't felt like a scar, it was just slightly off color skin, like a birth mark.

"I have one too" Seamus said, raising his left hand to show Harry his shamrock.

"You mean that's like a birthmark we both have?" Harry asked.

"Its more like a bond mark, but yeah 'Arry" Seamus said, slightly deepening his brogue as he touched the marks together. Harry melted into the touch as their magic reacted. This happened every time they touched, warmth spreading through both as their souls interacted.

"Wow..." Harry said, breathlessly. He pulled away from the touch and the warmth stopped emanating as strongly through their bodies.

"Uh, yeah, so that's what that is I guess" Seamus said quickly, blushing as he turned to continue his shower.

"Harry, we're going to Ireland for the rest of the summer." Seamus said to lighten the tone. Harry squeezed an insane amount of shampoo potion on top of his head.

"We?!" He asked, confused.

"The bond, mate. We can't be that far away from each other for a long while. I want to see my parents and you need to get out of the school for a bit. We're leaving to go after lunch." Seamus continued, feeling Harry's slight anger through the bond.

"You're just now telling me?" Harry grumbled at Seamus. The Irishman turned off his tap and grabbed a towel.

"Aye" he said, grinning. "Surprise."

Seamus left the bathroom and waved his wand around, folding and packing his trunk. He did the same for Harry. His pillow fell off the bed to reveal a broken Elder wand. Seamus began swearing loudly in Gaelic. Harry walked in and blanched.