Seamus looked up at the tall ginger man, who was covered with tattoos "Bill?"
"No! Dammit Fred, it's your fault they always think that! It's George. I heard from a wee little birdy that you weren't going to come to my group therapy meeting. Then Fred and I got terribly depressed that you weren't coming, because(don't tell Maria) you're our favorite leprechaun!" George smiled.
Seamus looked at the man with uneasy eyes. "You both got depressed?"
Geroge beamed. "Well of course."
"But... how?"
George leaned in close to him. "Some people choose to become insane rather than drunks. Much more appealing."
"I'm not a drunk! I just like to have a couple drinks now and then!" Seamus protested.
"Yeah, and I'm blonde! Don't lie to yourself Seamus, it just makes everything harder." George laughed. "You're right Fred, we do need to get going. Come on Seamus, time to go."
"Can't. I have to work. Sorry mates. Also I don't have a problem that needs to be dealt with in a group therapy session with other people. " Seamus
"You seriously don't get it do you? You can't keep pushing people away! You have a beautiful girl here that is trying to help you! You lost your girlfriend. I lost my brother! And I'm sure as hell Lavender wouldn't want you moping around in a bar drinking your guts away. I live my life as if Fred was still here. What if Lavender was here, watching you. Do you think you're making her happy? I live my life for Fred and his memory, why don't you do the same for her?" George whispered yelled.
Seamus stared at George, not knowing what to say. Lavender would have dumped his arse right on the spot if she saw the way he had been living the past few years.
"But it's just so hard without her. She was my life.She was the reason I lived. We didn't have 20 years together like you and Fred did." Seamus choked. This was the most open he had been sober.
George patted him on the back. "It's okay, but save it for the group session. People get a kick out of it when people cry. Now come on, you can use Fred's broom. He's riding with me."
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AWWWWWWW! FREDDIE AND GEORGIE! I had to. George is not George without his Fred. So what do you think? Who do you want at the group therapy session? Tell me and I'll put them in!
Love you guys!
Kennedy
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Heart on Fire(Seamus Finnigan and Watty Awards 2013 Finalist!)
FanfictionIt's been four years since the downfall of Voldemort. Everyone is now peachy perfect, except for Seamus Finnigan whose life practically ended on May 2 when his love died. Ever since he's been setting things on fire. No one has tried to cross the fir...
