Harry Potter characters x reader oneshots (COMPLETED) ✔️

Seamus Finnigan x reader: (professor's daughter)

Quickly, should I make this a full-book, I have like six going at the minute, but I love Seamus. Who doesn't!?

So, you're Lupin's daughter.

Just read the damn thing!

Enjoy!!

Warnings: snogging.

"Are you excited for Hogwarts dear?"

My father: Remus Lupin asked. My mother had died when I was little, and lately he has seemed to take an interest in a certain Tonks.

"Yes dad, third-year. Wow."
I smiled at him.

"Chocolate?"
He offered, and I took a piece.
Like father like daughter.

My dad sat down in a compartment.

"I'm going to go sit with my friend's - I haven't seen them in ages!"
I said, excitedly.

He nodded.

"I'll see you when we arrive dear!"

I wasn't going to sit with my friends, I was going to find my boyfriend; Seamus Finnigan.

I knocked on the carriage door, of which I heard a familiar Irish accent.

He opened it.

"(Y/n)! Godric I missed you!"
He hugged me tightly, I sat with him and kissed him sweetly.

"I missed you too. We have a problem."
I warned.

"What is it sweetheart?"

"My dad is teaching Defence Against The Dark Arts this year, so... we had rules. One, be safe. Two, behave. Three, no boys. Four, no boyfriend. And five, no boys."
I said, scratching the back of my neck.

"Well then..." he slowly wrapped his arms around my waist. "We're just going to have to make-out somewhere else..."
He smirked.

I grinned at him, and kissed his cheek.

"You missed Lupin."
He pouted.

"No I-"
He kissed me before I could finish speaking.

"Get off."
I commanded.

"What? Why? Did I do something wrong?"
I pushed him onto the seat across from me, and began talking.

He was bewildered.

"Hello dear, just checking if you were alright?"
My dad said, as he poked his head into our carriage.

"Yes thank you dad, this is my best-friend Seamus Finnigan."
I introduced. Seamus got the hint, and went to shake my father's hand.

"Pleasure to meet you sir!"
He said, in a thick accent.

"You also, tell me, since (y/n) won't, she doesn't have a boyfriend, does she?"

Seamus thought for a moment.

"No sir, she's never had one. Though she did get asked out by that weird kid: Marcus Flint, he was a proper arse to everyone, and it was funny to watch her turn him down."
Seamus admitted, grinning.

My dad seemed to relax.

"See you later (y/n)!"
He smiled, before toddling back to his own carriage.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Thank you!"
I said, gratefully.

"Your welcome, but, don't I deserve a reward?"
He asked, cockily.

"Come here,"
I opened my arms, he crawled next to me: and snogged the living daylights out of me.

*

All of a sudden, the train got cold, depressingly cold.

"Shay-Seamus?"

"I'm here, don't worry!"
He held me protectively, before a grim-reaper-like figure passed by our carriage.

"Dementors."
We mumbled, we were scared shitless before the train went back to normal.

*

Me and Seamus had just gotten out of Defence Against The Dark Arts, And our corridor was clear.

He smirked at me.

"What are you thinking sir-smirks-a lot?"

"About how good those robes look on you, they would look better somewhere else though."
He said.

"And where is that?"
I cocked my head to the side.

"My bedroom floor."
He grinned.

"That could be arranged..."
I muttered, loud enough for him to hear.

This was enough to get him rowled-up. He pushed me against the wall, and grabbed my tie, pulling me into kiss him. My arms found their way around his neck, and we were soon interrupted by an all-too-familiar cough.

"Mr Finnigan what are you doing?"
My father asked, not seeing me yet.

Something clicked in Seamus's head, he pulled me out from behind him.

"Your daughter sir, I'm doing your daughter."
We ran off laughing our heads off. We ended up in his dorm.

"Where were we, Ahh yes, the place where your clothes would look better..."
He grinned cheekily. I just pulled him back into the kiss.