I'm Not Perfect | Seamus Finnigan

Pendant

Seamus' P.O.V.

I'm such an idiot. I had recieved a Patronus from my mother. "Stay with Emma. Don't come back -- it's not safe."

But that's the thing. I left Emma, Cassie, and Draco back there. I didn't know where they were -- nor if they were alive.

I left Emma even after I told her I couldn't live with not knowing if she was okay. I did this to myself. 

No. She could have gotten us killed just because of her mother's stupid locket! She just had to pick it up! 

It's not her fault. How could I have left over something so stupid? 

I'm a coward. I can't protect Emma. I'll just drag her down. 

I felt something heat up in my pocket. "Ow!" I said, when something burned me. I pulled out the D.A. coin that Dumbledore had left me in his will.

Images began flashing on it. They were all of Emma. And I was -- pulled into the coin.

"Seamus?" I heard Emma's voice say, and turned around to see her walking towards me. I smiled I stepped forward, and she passed right through me. Literally right through me.

Wait. This isn't right. I looked around. I was back at Hogwarts. Then I saw who Emma was really walking towards -- me. 

This is from our fouth year! We looked so happy.

Then the scenery around me changed. We were in the department of Mysteries. Emma had jumped in front of me. 

She was brave for me. Why can't I be brave for her? 

I need to find her.

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Emma's P.O.V.

I was crying, looking into the stream and thinking about the stupid fight we had that caused Seamus to dissaparate. Then I had to go and be an idiot, saying You-Know-Who's name and summoning the snatchers. Seperating me from Cassie and Draco. And now I'm here -- who knows where -- alone. Why do I know this place? I think it's from a dream. But. . . Maybe not.

I stopped crying when I heard footsteps. I spun around quickly to see them. Snatchers.

"Hey! Aren't you Emma Torrett?" one said, pointing his wand at me. "He's going to be happy about this catch."

I looked around. There were at least ten of them. Too many for me to take on by myself. 

A spell shot out of one of their wands, and I screamed, making a run for it. I managed to get my wand out and look behind me, shouting spells.

But there were too many. I ran in and out through trees and jumped over a fallen one, hiding behind it for cover.

Then I remembered the pendant Harry gave me. I rummaged around my bag quickly and found it. I squeezed it tightly and said, "I need help. Please hurry."

Immediatly, five cracks sounded, and there stood Harry, Zayn, Louis, Niall, and Liam.

"Emma!" Harry shouted, pulling me into a hug.

"Have you seen Cassie?" Niall asked.

I nodded. "I got her out of Malfoy Manor. I accidentally said You-Know-Who's name and snatchers appeared. Then Cassie and Draco were able to dissaparate together. I don't know where they are now -- we got seperated."

The shouts of the oncoming Death Eaters became louder.

We began shouting spells, fending them off. And when we had succesfully gotten them all away Harry said. "Wait. Where's Seamus?"

My eyes began to fill with tears again.

"Oh my God, did he -- Is he --?" Louis began.

I shook my head. "No. He said he was a coward. He couldn't do it, so he went to check on his family."

Niall's eyes widened. "His mother sent him a patronus telling him to stay with you. That it's not safe to go home."

"So you're telling me he's probably alone somewhere, possibly dead?" I panicked.

Liam hugged me this time. "It's alright. I'm sure he's fine. Come on, we have a safe house. Fred and George Weasley are there. They've set up a radio where they relay what's going on for those in hiding."

We all held onto each other and dissaparated.

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For weeks, I kept trying to think of ways to destroy Hufflepuff's cup. But I couldn't think of any. And the time I wasn't spending researching how to destroy it, I was thinking about Seamus. Where was he? Is he even alive? My compass was spinning every once in a while.

Until one day the compass began spinning like crazy. I looked out the window and there he was, trudging up the hill with his D.A. coin in his hand.

I threw open the door and ran out to the hill. He threw his arms out, expecting a hug, but I tackled him, my wand to his neck.

"How many days prior did you ask me to the Yule Ball?"

"T-three!" he said.

"When I told you my greatest fear -- what was it?"

He looked me in the eyes and said, "To be forgotten."

I stood up and helped him up. "Sorry. I had to check." I explained.

"It's okay." 

"I thought you were dead!" I shrieked, slapping him across the face.

"I'm sorry."

I stood there for a moment. Trying to decide whether to hit him again, or kiss him. 

I went with the latter.

"I'm just glad you're okay." I cried.

"Me too."

"It's like Dumbledore knew we would be seperated."

"Well I can't thank him enough. I love you."

"I love you too."