Not so Black and White (A Seamus Finnigan Love Story)

(WritingFanatic & ILoveDeanThomas)

Chapter 5


I didn't have time to go all the way to my dorm before Proffessor Snape was told I would be arriving, so I figured scrawling the letter while I walked to the Owlery would have to do.

Dear Mother and Father,

I've been thinking, and I've decided I'm ready to work with Lord Voldemort. It's my fifth year and I've got familiar enough with magic by this point. I know that I can manage any task he would have in mind for me. I know Lord Voldemort isn't fond of our services often; he has more powerful wizards at his disposal. I can turn that around. Tell me what I have to do.

~ Ariel

I attached the parchment to an owl and sent it to my parents, ready and aware, before heading to Proffesor Snape's office.

* * *

I got off with a fair warning, but I got enough all the time.

I headed down to the Great Hall for a personal feast, proud of the letter I had sent forth. "Ariel."

I behind me to see Seamus jogging to catch up with me in the deserted corridor.

"What?!" I snapped, speeding my pace. I had vowed to myself that I would not let Seamus get to me; I had bigger things than a dirty Gryffindor.

"What's up?" He asked casually, ignoring the fact that he was out of breath as he reached my side.

"Have you been following me, Seamus? You're everywhere!" I said in my cruel, annoyed tone.

If Seamus was taken aback even in the slightest, he didn't show it.

"I'm trying to get to know you, Ariel."

I turned to face him, stopping in my tracks. "Well what if I don't want to get to be known, Seamus?! What if I don't want to be left alone?!"

"You may say that, Ariel, but you know deep down that's not true." His eyes bore into me, and I looked away and bitterly shook my head. "Piss off, Seamus."

And with that I walked away, leaving Seamus alone.

By the time I reached the front door, I had ran Seamus' words through my head thirty times. You may say that, Ariel, but you know deep down that's not true.

Of course he was wrong, what did he know?! His father was a muggle! He's scum like the rest of them. I sat down at the Slytherin table, but didn't feel compelled to eat anything. Spoiled my appetite, too, he did.

"What's going on, Ariel?" Blaise asked, regarding my tense expression.

I shurgged him off. "Nothing you need to worry about."

Blaise sighed, his focus returning to his food.

Draco wasn't around, and I vaguely wondered what he was up to. Michelle was absent as well. Probably off snogging some Slytherin, she was only eleven but nastier than hell.

I was just leaving the Great Hall as Seamus had entered, but I refused to allow my eyes to meet his. Instead, I went to her room and fell into a sleep.

A sleep full of dreams.

Ariel," Seamus said, his voice full of compassion. "Trust me. You have no reason not too." I allowed myself to sigh, looking up at Seamus. It was if the Slytherin inside of me had no control of her actions. At this realization, the Slytherin started fighting for control. My face twisted cruelly. "You are dirty! A Gryffindor! Half muggle! You're contaminated! Filthy!" Seamus' face contorted in utmost pain. "Be the golden girl," was all he said. "It suits you, Ariel. Trust."

And before I could think, I was pulled into another dream.

"You fancy being of my service?" my Lord hissed. "Then you need to prove yourself. I can't have some contaminated traitor on my force."

I awoke, my breath ragged and my face sweaty.


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