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Mix of Red and Green	By : ShadowAngel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Blaise/Seamus Views: 2796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Harry Potter and make no money from this; I'm just playing with scenarios and characters created by J. K. Rowling of which all the rights go.

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Scandal

Harry smiled as he turned back to his breakfast, tuning out the whispers of theories and scandals that for once weren't about him.

This was going to be an interesting match.

“And where have you been?” Draco cut to the chase as soon as the dark skinned Slytherin sat down, delicately sipping his pumpkin even as his gaze remained sideways on his friend.

“Honestly, Draco, let him have some nourishment before you start the interrogation,” Pansy chided her boyfriend softly from Draco’s other side despite her own eyes holding a flame of curiosity. “I am sure Blaise has a good reason for not coming down to breakfast with us. Perhaps you just could not rouse him”. She held Draco’s gaze as the other looked to her at her interruption to his ‘interrogation’.

“I am sure, however it is not the one you suggest, Pansy dear, he was neither in his bed nor any of adjoining rooms. Nor was he in last night we retired,” at the last sentence the blonde turned to Blaise with a questioning look. In turn Blaise, who now had a full plate, raised his eyebrow, “You invaded my privacy?”

There was a slight scoff from Theodore opposite them which instantly gained Blaise’s attention, “Like he is concerned with that, he was much more so with the fact that you were not yet up or responding to his demands”.

“Aw, Draco, I didn’t know that you cared,” Blaise gave a chuckle before sipping his juice as Draco turned on their dorm mate for ‘telling lies’ and saying he ‘made demands’.

“It is not like I cared, I was checking that those lions had not dragged you off somewhere,” Draco pulled himself back upright as he regained his composure. “Thank you for that little detour, but back to the topic; your absence this morning.”

Blaise, however, was in no state to answer, coughing and spluttering on his juice until it was removed from his oesophagus by Pansy. Draco raised an eyebrow at his friend, not put of his quest of getting an answer. It was Blaise’s turn to regain his composure, taking a neat bite of food, swallowing and putting down his utensil before he turned to Draco to answer.

“What in the name of Salazar is he wearing?!”

All gazes turned to Daphne, Blaise currently forgotten, who was turned in her seat and still staring, along with most of the school, in the direction of the red table where a rebellious Seamus was defending off questions and any remarks from his housemates.

“I believe it is the school uniform we are required to wear,” Theo was the one to respond, tone suggesting boredom and disinterest in the topic as he turned back around and then continued to eat.

“But….he is a Gryffindor!”

“We did notice, yes,” Pansy rolled her eyes at the obvious, sipping her tea delicately before continuing to talk. “Though I must admit that I am not sure if it works or not.”

“What do you mean, whether it works or not?! He is wearing green!”

“I must agree, quite an unusual and strange sight,” Draco gave the cue to ignore Daphne’s outbursts. “No doubt such a scene has not before been seen. Then again, it is said that currently relations between the houses are better than they have been in years, it is possibly the first time we have been on semi-speaking terms since the founders”.

“I still can’t believe you want us to civil and nice,” Daphne pulled a disgusted face at the words, “To those muggle-loving lions!” Draco looked to her, his face schooled by his mask, making it clear that he was not going over the conversation again. Receiving the hint the girl turned back to continue her food silently in a bit of a sulk. Everyone else got the message that no one was to question Draco’s choice of offering a ceasefire.

Ever one for finding new fashions, and not to mention power which everyone knew came from information, Pansy was regarding the source of the Great Hall’s commotion with interest. “How do you suppose he managed it? It looks genuine”.

Blaise gave a shrug with an air of disinterest, “Probably a transfiguration from his normal uniform”.

“Oh yes, did you not locate a spell last year to do such a thing?” Pansy questioned as she tried to remember.

“I found a spell specifically for the transfiguration of the colour of clothes, yes”.

“I thought you mixed a colour transfiguration and a clothes transfiguration spell,” Pansy frowned. “Took you half the year if I remember correctly.”

“My mother did, actually, took me a while to perfect the cast was all”.

At the words Draco perked up with a slight frown, “How did Finnegan get knowledge of it?”

Blaise gave a shrug, “There is most likely similar spells, my mother’s is just one specific for her needs. He probably found a variation somewhere. Anyway, not that is not an intriguing strangeness, enough about Finnegan’s clothes. Are we prepared to face the lions?” he asked, bringing the focus onto the upcoming game.

“Of course we are,” Draco’s posture and tone immediately took on an air of superiority. “We have been practising for this game and we shall crush them”.

“What happened to civil and nice?” Theo asked with an amused expression.

“I said to be civil, not to let them walk over them,” Draco sniffed. “Being civil and having them as allies is in our interest. It does not by any means mean that we shall let them beat us”.

“Ah, forming relations go out the window while on the pitch, got it,” Theo tried to keep his amusement hidden behind his mask as he was on the receiving end of the Malfoy glare.

“Come on then, off to the pitch, I doubt you want to be tardy in your crushing of your allies,” Pansy smirked, then kissing her boyfriend’s cheek lightly in response to the unimpressed frown.

This had been an amazing idea, genius in fact, and Seamus still believed that, but now he was also aware of the downside of doing something so blatantly obvious in front of the school. The school that didn’t particularly mind the divide between the houses. Each student made it clear which house they belonged to, one house which was their home, and even family, while at the school if not beyond graduation. Even his own house seemed almost outraged at the statement he was making despite the improving relations with Slytherin. Maybe he hadn’t thought this through properly was the thought running through his head as Dean deflected another scathing remark from a seventh year Gryffindor.

“Honestly, Seamus, did you have to cause such a commotion?” Hermione sighed as she was disturbed once again from her thick book.

“Sorry, I didn’t expect this big a reaction,” Seamus said sheepishly, blinking when everyone around him stared at him like he was an idiot. “What?”

When no-one replied Hermione gave him a reassuring smile, “It’s alright, you’ve just given everyone the biggest piece of gossip since some of the Slytherins called ceasefire. I actually think it’s quite sweet that you’re supporting him”.

“No to mention brave,” Ginny added with a grin. “Taking all the fire and questions from the whole school for what could be week while he remains hidden”.

“I agree, wearing other colours is not something I would even consider,” Neville commented quietly from beside them in the seat he had occupied since before the groups arrival.

“Hang on,” Harry frowned as he trawled through recent discussions in his head to try and find one piece of information. He didn’t think he would have missed something as important as a name. “Who is your boyfriend?”

“Yeah, who is it?” Ron frowned in anticipation of the worst.

Seamus just gave him a grin, “Any guesses?”

“So what…you’re keeping it a secret or somethin’?” Ron asked as he tried to figure out why such an open person would do so. “Why?”

“Oh I don’t know, maybe because he’s a Slytherin and our houses aren’t on the greatest terms. Oh and the fact that compared to the gossip and scandal of us outing as a couple, the gossip of my ‘support’ is only a whisper,” Seamus replied with a rolling of his eyes.

“Oh….”

“Let’s just say that Seamus has a great choice in very fine men,” Ginny grinned as she finished off her drink and stood up, ready to leave.

Ron blinked. “You know?”

“Of course, I wheedled it out of him”.

“Who else knows?” Ron felt left out at the thought their friend had told others but not him.

Seamus looked thoughtful and started ticking people off of his fingers, “Well…I know, he knows of course, Ginny, Dean and well…” he gestured slightly in the trio’s direction. Ron immediately understood and rounded on his best friend accusingly. “’Mione?!”

Hermione looked guilty for a moment before giving a slight shrug, gathering her book and standing up. “Not my information to share. Besides, it’s not like he told me. If you paid any attention to what goes on around you, you might notice things as well. Now come on, the Slytherin team has already left and you two will be late if you don’t hurry.”

Ron stood, grumbling about things being unfair and the other sixth years in their group followed suit with Seamus once again gathering attention from the rest of the school body.

Yes, he definitely underestimated the reaction.

Harry grasped his broom firmly as he led his team out onto the pitch to face the Slytherin team. Around them the whole school had gathered in the stands forming blocks of colour surrounding the pitch, though even from the centre of the pitch Harry could spot the green and silver which stood out among the gold and red. He shook his head; the other members of his team had surrounded him and Ron to question the Irishman’s actions, not that they had been able to answer much. He hoped that this mysterious Slytherin was worth all this fuss and commotion. Stopping in front of the blonde Slytherin captain he could see the smirk playing on Malfoy’s lips and knew instinctively that some sort of remark was going to be made and steeled himself for it.

“Well, Potter, it looks like some of you lions have finally realised the superior house and are attempting to convert,” Draco smirked, snickers coming from his team behind. There was a lack of pompousness or malice to the comment or expression however, with the smirk being a bit more playful.

A smirk appeared, which seemed to shock the Slytherins, as Harry responded, “I wondered who would be first to show unity between our houses, looks like it was Gryffindor”. There was a slight cheer from the team behind Harry and Draco’s smirk vanished. Unable to think of a comeback the blonde Slytherin simply stepped forward and offered his hand, “Yes, well, let’s have a good game”.

Harry’s smirk became a smile and he too stepped forward to grasp his hand. Both felt the spark of interest at the touch and memories flashed through their minds but Harry just withdrew his hand, “Yes, let’s,” and stepped back to his team who got into position.

Lips met heatedly as hands ran over smooth skin, their bodies moulded perfectly together. They moved in perfect sync, eager and passionate but taking their time to enjoy the moment that was both explosive and sweet. Pent up emotions from the previous years were released now that they allowed themselves to get along and they were lost to the world.

‘You have a girlfriend, Draco, and you may be able to forget that, but I can’t,’ Harry thought. Then he was up in the air and all thoughts but the game were gone.

Throughout the entire game Seamus’ gaze has been fixed pretty much on one player in green, watching every skilful move and goal that he made, much to the amusement of Dean and Hermione. Even his friend’s constant teasing couldn’t get rid of Seamus’ grin however, which widened each time his chaser boyfriend flew deliberately past the Gryffindor stands.

It was a close match with the chasers matching each other goal for goal, each short lead by one team soon being caught up by the other. It was clear to everyone watching that each player had brought their best game and were determined to play a clean, proper match.

After forty minutes of hard flying it had become clear that the skill was too close, only the catching of the snitch could determine which team won and both seekers were determined for it to be their team. Finally Draco had spotted the flash of gold and had shot off with a blur of gold and red following him closely. Seven minutes of twisting and dodging, Harry held up his hand victoriously, the snitch grasped tightly between his fingers and a disappointed Draco beside him.

Draco reached the snitch but wasn’t close enough and could only watch in horror as another hand closed around the flying gold ball. He sighed in disappointment. So close, they had been so close to finally beating the Gryffindor team. Mentally preparing himself he put his mask and a slight smile on, offering his hand again to Harry for a good match. Grinning widely Harry turned to him and took his offered hand, the stadium erupting into cheers at the official completion of an amazing match of skill.

Blaise smiled at the sight of his friend being a gracious loser. He, being fairly competitive, was disappointed of course, but he was pumped full of adrenaline and the thrill of flying such an incredible match. That’s the excuse he would use later for flying up to the Gryffindor stands and, still on his broom, pulling Seamus into a deep kiss.

A/N: Hey, hope you enjoyed. Please let me know what you think :) - Yuki
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