You didn't plan on falling for Seamus Finnigan. Honestly, you didn't even plan on being within ten feet of him, considering his well-documented history of accidental explosions. But fate (and Professor McGonagall's group projects) had other ideas. Now your days are filled with fire, chaos, and the occasional near-death experience involving toast. Seamus isn't exactly smooth-his flirting is questionable, his wand-work is worse, and he once set your hair on fire while trying to compliment it-but Merlin help you, he's... kind of perfect anyway. This is not a story of bravery in the face of war, or the triumph of good over evil. It's you, Seamus Finnigan, and the ridiculous, fiery, utterly disastrous romance that nobody asked for-but everyone's going to laugh at.

𝐇𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗻 𝝾𝘂𝘁 𝝾𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝝾𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝝾𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗹 𝘄𝝾𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝝾𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗶𝗺. 𝐇𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝝾𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁. ･ﾟ:* 　*:･ 𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 5𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖾𝖿 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗈𝗇.