𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚜 - 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜

𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟓

it's january 2015, he's almost 35 and never thought about marriage. but this evening, it's raining, he turns the radio on and immediatly knows something is different. he is alone at home, his boyfriend still at work, but ge expects him to be home soon. he is standing in the kitchen, preparing dinner when he hears that the radio-people are talking about ireland. he loves ireland, he really does and he is sad that he doesn't live there anymore, but it's easier in london, although he is a wizard and travelling shouldn't be that much of a problem. it's easier in london and he never forgets where he comes from and makes sure he visits his mother ofthen enough and so it's okay that he's not in his home country. but when the radio-man talks about ireland he forgets the cooking and listens. he hears what they are talking about and is shocked. ireland - his home country - wants to legalize same-sex marriage. if enough people vote yes, he can marry. he can marry dean. this thought is new in his head, but he thinks it's great, he thinks why not, he thinks about how proud his mother would be. he realizes, there have to be enogh votes, but he wants to dream. it's a wonder that he and dean aren't married, its legal for wizards since the beginning of the 2000's, but they never thought about it. their daughter is soon to be twelve and in her first year in hogwarts and dean and seamus aren't married.
when dean comes home, there's smoke in the kitchen, no food and a beaming seamus, who suggests ordering pizza. dean is tired from a long day at work at his tattoo-studio in diagon alley and muggle london he runs together with luna, but he listens when seamus starts telling him, what he heard at the radio, about ireland and even if he doesn't say it, dean knows seamus wants to marry. he knows how much seamus loves ireland and in dean's head is a plan, he knows exactly what he wants to do if same-sex marriage is legal in ireland, which maybe will be soon.

the next months are full of excitement. seamus travels home at least once a week, talks to his mother, to his father, to their friends to make sure they'll all vote yes. dean is the quiet one in the background, still planning, going to work every day. both of them feel like little children, the months from january to may are filled with joy, happiness and without any sorrow, with many little explosions from seamus who suddnly can't control his magic anymore and makes them feel like they are in hpgwarts again, in the time before there was war, when they were children. dean starts resceduling his work at the tattoo-shop because on may 22nd he and seamus will travel to ireland, seamus to vote and hope and dean to hope and control his boyfriend's magic. they write their daughter, they are adults, after all.

years later, dean would say that february, march and april were a blur. suddenly there's may 1st, then may 10th, then may 20th and seamus is never still. he runs trough their flat, firecalling his mom, neville, his work, which happens to be the leaky cauldron with neville's wife hannah as the owner, his mom, luna, his cousin fergus, who is annoyed by him, professor mcgonnagall, his mom. dean stands there, watching his chaotic and excited boyfriend, with his wand in his hands, casting "aguamenti" at least every ten minutes. and then finally, may 22nd. seamus stood in front of the fireplace, ready to floo to his mother's, but he is ramling, nervous to say the words wrong. dean tells him not to worry, he'll do it and seamus nodds, breathes and jumps into the fire. dean stares into the flames for a second and he smiles, he loves seamus so much, before the checks one last time if the little box is still there, in the pocket of his jeans. he hopes so much, that ireland will vote yes. when he arrives at the finnigan's home, there's mrs finnigan, trying to clean seamus who is completely covered in sood, mr finnigan who laughs at his wife and son, seamus cousin fergus who lies on the floor, almost dying from laugher. dean smiles, greets friendly and gets nods and welcomes from all.
a few minutes later they walk down in the village, seamus jumping down with every steps he takes and dean, holding his hand, smiling and hoping so much for the yes. they vote, yes of course, and head bag to their house. dean knows that the worst time starts now - the waiting for the result. seamus is talking and jumping and hoping so much and glowing and his blue eyes sparkle. dean is quiet and calm and still hoping because with every second he hopes more. it takes hours, but during the most beautiful sunset dean has ever seen, they announce the results over the television. 62 percent voted yes. dean remembers seamus running through the house and hugging everyone, he remembers his boyfriend kissing him, he remembers mrs finnigan in tears and he remembers himself, dragging seamus out of the house. they stare at the sky, red and purple and orange and blue and yellow, and seamus whisperes: "we voted yes." and dean nodds and his hand goes to his pocket. the little box is still there. he looks at seamus, at his sandy hair, his excited blue eyes and his freckles. dean is sure. he has never been so sure about something ever before, he knows it will work. so he pulls out the box, goes on on knee, opens the box and asks seamus: "will you marry me?" seamus stands there, staring at the ring, tears welling up in his eyes. "yeah, dean. i'll marry you", he says, his voice quiet. and dean stands up, pulling his arms around his fiancè.

the wedding is in december. their daughter comes home from hogwarts earlier this year, they don't want to wait until next summer. luna is there, neville, harry and ginny, ron and hermione, mrs finnigan, dean's mother, their families. it's in ireland and although it's winter it's green. the hills are green, seamus suit is green. dean is crying and seamus is crying, they are happy and married.

2015 seemed like a dream for them, but it wasn't. it was real.