I'm Not Perfect | Seamus Finnigan

I'm Over It

"I'm over it." I said to Harry as him, Hermione, Ron, Neville and I were sitting outside in the grass by the burrow.

"Over what?" Harry asked.

"The whole 'living up to my parents accomplishements' thing."

"That's good."

"I'm just going to do my best, without overworking it. Because I don't need to be my parents. Hey, you know what I've always wanted to do?"

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Become a Proffesor at Hogwarts."

"That's cool. What would you want to teach?"

"Defence against the dark arts." I answered.

"They say that job is cursed you know. No teacher has ever held the position for more than a year. They say you-know-who cursed it." Ron said.

"Well, maybe Voldemort would be dead by then."

Ron and Hermione flinched "Don't say his name!"

"Fear of a name only increases the fear of the thing itself." Harry and I said at the same time.

"When did you become the new Fred and George?" Ron asked.

I looked at Harry and shrugged. 

"He's like my brother. The same way Neville is like my brother." I said, looking at Neville.

Neville smiled.

"Lunch is ready!" Mrs. Weasley called from the doorway.

"Come on, let's go."

A/N: Sorry this chapter is short. I have to get to bed soon and I went down to the library with my friends after school. I think I checked out five books... and I'm pretty sure I'll have them done by the end of next week. I read to much... I need to socialize. HA! What am I saying? I hate socializing! I'm socially awkward! I prefer locking myself in my room and reading and writing all day. I have a few friends though. :) Well, I have to got to bed. Goodnight!

I hope everyone had a great day! :-)