"Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times." -Albus Dumbledore.
"The thing about growing up with Fred and George is you sort of start thinking anything is possible if you've got enough nerve." Ginny Weasley.
"I Think they think I'm a bit o...
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Their was a boy, that I once knew, but after 4th year he changed. He wasn't the same person that I knew, the boy I managed to fall for.
That's why I broke up with him, he targeted Harry for doing things that we all knew Harry didn't do. I loved Seamus, but messing with my best friends, sorry you lost a girlfriend.
-//—-//—/—///—- 4th Year "Why are you following Ron around all the time?" I question Seamus as we sat by the lake.
"We have common interest."
I scoffed, "Yeah, hating Harry. He's only using you to get at Harry. To make him think that you replaced him as his best friend."
"He wouldn't." Seamus defended.
I put my hand on Seamus cheek, "Ronald would, you see Seamus you are playing the role of side hoe. Much like I am with you and Dean."
Seamus chuckled before I placed my lips on his, "Just don't be stupid. Promise?" I questioned sticking out my pinky finger.
Seamus smiled and linked mine with his, "I promise, Love." -/—/——/////—/-//-// 5th Year I sat in the common room with Seamus and Dean. The doors opened revealing Harry and Ron, everyone got quiet. Seamus stood up, "You know, I almost didn't come to Hogwarts because of you?"
"Why?" Harry asked.
"My mum told me about the Daily Prophet, you and Dumbledore making up lies." I grabbed Seamus hand as he, Ron and Harry began to argue.
"Stop it! Harry has enough attention as it is. Everyone knows the Prophet is a load of rubbish. Skeeter even made a whole article on me cheating on you WITH DEAN! Honestly that women is daft!"
Seamus rolled his eyes, "Why are you always defending Harry?!"
"Why are you always arguing with him? Honestly can't you stop for once, Seamus." I closed my book standing up. "Don't expect to see me at dinner." I muttered before walking up the stairs. —-/—/—//-//-/:/// 6th Year "No! I can't do this anymore! Do you expect me to agree with you when you talk bad about my friends?!" I yelled in the corridor at Seamus.
He scoffed, "You could at least once or twice it's always them! I'm starting to think you like Harry more than me!" Dean got in between us as we moved closer to each other.
"Calm down! You're making a scene!"
I sighed crossing my arms, "Fine! Seamus I've dealt with your bipolar (no offense to anyone, but this kid) arse for three years! I listened to you make friends with mine, then bash talk them! I'm done!"
