I'm Not Perfect | Seamus Finnigan

The Battle of the Seven Potters

"Emma, you okay?" Cassie asked behind me.

I shook my head.

I was sitting on the side of a bed in the hospital wing, facing the one my father was currently laying on. He'd been attacked by Fenrir Greyback. Badly. And we're afriad now he's going to have to go through what I go through every full moon.

"I'm sure your father will be fine." Fluer consoled, sitting next to me and putting a hand on my shoulder.

I nodded, "But what if he's completely changed?"

Madam Pomfrey bustled up and sat on the other side of me, "Considering it wasn't a full moon when Fenrir attack him, and Fenrir had changed willingly, he shouldn't be inflicted with the complete. .  . condition."

She attempted to say it without offending me. "You can call it a curse, honestly, it's okay. You won't be offending me."

Mrs. Weasley remarked over Bill's hospital bed, "I guess the wedding's off then."

Fluer stood up, "I z'ink not! You a z'ink I care about his injuries? Zey are a sign of his bravery! I am beautiful enough for both of us I z'ink!'

Mrs. Weasley looked shocked. "i -- I'm so sorry I didn't accept you at first. Now I see that you truly are in love with my son."

"Iz okay, Mrs. Weasley. I understand z'at I come off a bit. . . er.  . . 'uo know what I mean."

Mrs. Weasley nodded, letting out the slightest laugh, "Defininitely."

Harry was sitting alone in the corner of the room, hugging his knees to his chest.

I got up, walking over to Harry and sitting down. "It's alright, Harry."

"No it's not!" I jumped back a bit when he shouted. "Dumbledore trusted Snape! And Snape killed him!"

The other proffesors in the room gasped, "It -- it was Severus?" Proffesor McGonagall stuttered out.

"Oh, dear. This is. . ." Proffesor Flitwick said, at a loss for words.

"He's a traitor!" Harry shouted again.

"I think we all need to sit down, and take a moment to collect ourselves."

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We stepped into the Dursley's home after they had left. I looked around, "This is where you grew up, Harry?"

"Well, eleven years of it was spent in that cupboard under  the stairs over there." Harry added.

"A cupboard?"

Harry nodded, as if it were no big deal.

"Harry, we have an excited peice of news. Remus and I --" Tonks started, but was cut off by Moody.

"We'll have time for catching up later. We have little time." he said. "Now, Harry, we'll need a hair of yours."

"Wait. You're using poly juice potion? I can't let you do that -- I can't let you turn into me -- you might be killed." Harry objected.

Moody put his hand up to silence him, "They are of age. and can decide for themselves."

Hermione walked forward, ripping a couple strands of hair from Harry on the way. Harry rubbed the back of his head. "Ow."

Hermione placed the hairs in the flask Moody was carrying.

Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Riley, Seamus, and I all stood around Mad-Eye.

"Fair warning." Mad-eye said seriously, "It tastes like goblin piss."

"Have a lot of experience with that, have you Mad-Eye?" Fred asked.

When he recieved a glare he said, "Just trying to defuse the tension." before taking a sip.

Then went George, Hermione, Ron, Seamus, Riley, and lastly, me.

It did taste horrible.

We walked outside and mounted our brooms. Hermione was riding on the back of Buckbeak, who was left to Hagrid when Sirius died. It only seemed right, seeing as Hagrid was the one who had him in the first place.

"See you at the Tonks'. Remember, you have to lose them, don't let them know where you're going." Mad-Eye instructed. We all nodded and flew off.

It wasn't long before I was spotted by death eaters. They flew after me, shooting spells left and right. I flew around them quickly, using the skills I learned as a seeker.

"Expelliarmus!" I shouted, pointing at the first one I saw. And it just happened to be Snape. He spotted Mr. Weasley and George not far off from me and went after them.

He shouted a curse and it hit George im the side of the head, I definitely saw blood. I just followed them after we lost the death eaters.

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When we caught our port key from Tonks' to the Burrow, Mr. Weasley and I helped George in to Mrs. Weasley. The poly juice potion was wearing off on all of us.

"George! What happened!" Mrs. Weasley shouted worriedly, helping him over to the couch.

"Snape cursed his ear off." Mr. Weasley explained.

George was holding it with his hand, "No. Don't touch it, it'll get it infected." I said.

Mrs. Weasley came in with her wand and bandages.

"What happened to George?" Riley asked, walking in through the door with Hermione.

"Snape cursed his ear off. Stupid traitor." I explained this time.

Riley didn't comment, just walked over to help George as if she knew something we didn't. Which I guess she does.

Fred ran in, scared and feeling the urge to check on his twin.

"You okay, Forge? How're you feeling?"

George mumbled something.

"What?"

"Holy. I'm feeling holy, get it?" he laughed weakly, pointing at his missing ear.

Fred laughed, "Of all the ear-related jokes in the world, you go with holy?"

George laughed again.

Tonks and Ron then arrived, next Bill and Fluer, Harry and Hagrid. Then Seamus.

I ran forward and hugged him. "Thank Merlin you're alive."

Cassie and Draco then rushed in.

"What are you two doing here?" I asked.

"Well, Draco escaped Malfoy Manor, and we thought we'd come help." Cassie answered.

Remus stormed in hurriedly. "Mad-Eye's dead."