#seamander

it’s june after all, and you’re young until september.

"A story of the boy who set things on fire and the girl who cried."

(Lavender Brown)

"Oi, Brown!" Seamus' voice calls from one of the compartments on the Express. You almost don't recognize it, it's lower. "You ready for this year?"

You turn slowly and shoot him a catlike grin.

The Yule Ball changes things. You and Seamus are friends now.

It's not so surprising. You're not as different from his as you previously thought. Last year led to the discovery of a shared humor and dislike of schoolwork. The fact that you also find him wildly attractive may play a part as well.

"More than you Seamus slacker Finnigan." You say. His head pokes farther out of the compartment door. 

"Thought my name was Flammable Finnigan?"

You giggle. "Fine. You can be Seamus slacker Flammable Finnigan."