#c. draco

@procidensdraco One Of Us Is A Monster (Its Not You)

There’s a swish of a wand to close to his face and Seamus flinches--not back, he’s learned that moving away from something likely means it’ll come back at him two fold, but in a sort of acknowledgement: this its likely going to hurt. 

Then it doesn’t. Or it hurts in the way of things healing. Things creep back into focus and Seamus smiles. Draco doesn’t--has he ever? Sneered, of course, but smiled. Seamus doesn’t think so. “What would anyone think if they could see you?”

“See me what?” Draco returns like he hasn’t been caught, like Seamus’ head wouldn’t still be ringing for two hours or more if he hadn’t done--something.

He’s not even sure what spell that was. Probably a family something--or was it something Draco learned because he now needed it?

Draco keeps speaking but it comes in in bits--like a badly tuned radio full of static. Why hadn’t they just replaced the wireless that one time--just because it was old didn’t mean it was an heirloom--?

TC | The Torture Club

It grew out of Halloween. A night that should have been full of pumpkin juice and parties, and silly little games turned into a school lit up with screams of a different sort. Exactly how they bumbled together is merky--and even if Seamus were in the telling mood, he’d probably fumble around it blindly.

There was too much torture on Halloween Night and too many kids. The fact that Seamus, Padma, and Draco were kids themselves doesn’t seem to factor in.

Cushlamachree 

Seamus’ nickname for Draco means roughly “vein of my heart” and he chose it specifically because Draco would not know what it means and also because he’s fairly certain Draco would loath it. They may be on the same side--to a point--now and they may be watching each other’s backs...but there’s still that history. Seamus feels the need to nettle Draco, even subtly, as though to keep some semblance of reality around. The thing is, Draco is, at the center, the vein of the heart that keeps this enterprise running. Seamus can run interference with the best of them but he could not have begun to create such an interwoven manipulation of their current situation without Draco. For being a slithering jackass--there’s a good amount of heart in there and,in the ned, the nickname is accurate.

Agra

There are always derby’s in Ireland but Mckinnon Flying Horse derby is one of a kind and marvelous. Seamus has gone at least four times, once when he was five and very nearly got banned after the frilliest wizard kid he had ever seen tried to follow him up on a perch and fell into mud (or we better hope that’s mud). Seamus laughed. He hasn’t realized that that was Draco.

Seamus is never going to tell Draco the hat suggested Slytherin when it was on his head for a full minute. Absolutely not. Seamus has his pride, thank you.

If asked, Seamus would say he is not friends with Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy would probably insult his da (though, honest, his da might have earned it sometimes)  and his ma and probably his great grandmother to boot. Nonetheless, Prefect Draco has... been. Around. A lot. If there’s a particularly bad detention, Draco’s letting the Carrow’s know there is something they need to look at right now. Sometimes he even s the student waiting to let them out. Its...odd. And Seamus does’t think they’re friends--but there have been times, tricks of a moment maybe, where it was almost like it.