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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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A/N: Many thanks to my first reviewer tinkerbabe7. Thought I’d get this chapter out sooner than planned for you.

Aftermath

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.

Seamus’ eyes widened and he was frozen in shock but it took only a couple of moments before the kiss made him melt, as it always did, his body leaning automatically towards the chaser with his hands gripping onto the railing of the stands. Around them there were gasps and cries of shock, as well as some of outrage, before the stadium went silent, but for a few moments the two of them were in their own world of just each other. Seamus suddenly came to his senses, his mind telling him to push the other away; this was what they had tried to avoid doing, trying to stop the school from knowing about them. Only that morning he had been telling his friends why they couldn’t come out. On top of that, Blaise hadn’t even asked before thrusting them into the spotlight of attention, not that Seamus wasn’t already there mind you. He still hadn’t pulled back however and realised that he didn’t particularly want to – he might as well enjoy this as much as he could before people started pestering them. So he raised a hand to cup Blaise’s cheek and deepened their kiss.

The two seekers realised the attention had shifted from them when the cheers became gasps and then silence. Hands still clasped, having forgotten to let go, the two turned to find the source of the commotion and immediately Harry became a gaping fish. Draco, the more composed and trained of the two, schooled his expression and got his shock under control, simply raising an eyebrow. “Well, I cannot say that I expected to see that”.

Harry shook his head slightly to get himself in check, then looking to the gorgeous blonde in surprise, “You mean you didn’t know Seamus and Blaise are seeing each other?” The flash of surprise and shock, along with a tiny bit of hurt, had appeared and left in the blink of an eye, but it was still enough to tell Harry that he hadn’t known.

“Oh and you did?”

“Well….I didn’t know it was Blaise, but I knew Seamus had a Slytherin boyfriend,” Harry admitted after a moment.

Draco didn’t answer, returning his gaze across the pitch to their lip-locked friends. It wasn’t a frenzy wild make-out unsuitable for the younger years, but it obviously didn’t lack feelings between them. “So that is where he was,” Draco murmured quietly, trying to think what he could’ve done to make his friend not trust him with this information. He himself had trusted the other with some, though not all he would admit, of his own problems, including those involving the Gryffindor beside him and it hurt to think that Blaise felt he couldn’t trust him in return.

“What was that?” Harry frowned, unable to hear the words.

“Oh nothing of importance,” Draco looked back to him, then pulling himself back into the Slytherin and the Malfoy he was. “Mind if I have my hand back, Potter?” he drawled, only the hint of….something…..in his eyes gave away how much he didn’t really mind and so it was without offence, but a bit of embarrassment that Harry released his grip on Draco’s hand and pulled his own back.

“I thought we agreed to use first names, you know, to try and set an example or whatever,” Harry said almost shyly, hand pushing up his glasses.

“We did,” Draco gave a nod of agreement. “Though I thought it was for a second reason as well,” he continued, looking amused when a blush crept over Harry’s cheeks, the Gryffindor looking away in embarrassment. Oh how he enjoyed that look. He knew for himself that the Gryffindor didn’t lack experience, yet he acted like a blushing virgin in regards to some things, and didn’t even have to be sexual. It was delightful.

‘Do we have do this? Now? Or at all?’ Harry thought, determinedly not looking at Draco. “You have a girlfriend, Draco,” he finally said quietly, but Draco still heard it.

“Yes, well, we have discussed it, quite an interesting conversation actually-“

“No. I don’t care what you two talked about. I’m not interested,” Harry cut in quickly, hurt and also a bit angry, though at him or Draco he wasn’t sure, causing his voice raise.

Draco’s eyebrow rose once more, certain that it was a lie. Alright, 95% certain, or perhaps 80%, “It did not come across that way. And if I remember correctly, you kissed me first”.

“It was something new and I was confused”.

“Oh so now you are denying that you are attracted to men”.

“No, I was confused and didn’t mean to kiss you”.

“You still enjoyed it”.

“It was a mistake!” Harry suddenly shouted, glaring at Draco now. The blonde blinked at the outburst, surprised by how much it actually hurt to hear the Gryffindor say that.

“Harry….”

“No! Just go back to Pansy and leave me alone!” Harry did the one thing he could think of to get the conversation to end and quickly flew down to the side of the pitch and hurried into the Gryffindor changing rooms before Draco could follow or stop him.

It was like slow motion the way he slowly leant in, pressing his lips to the soft ones of Draco. It was a cautious touch to begin with, but it wasn’t long before both of them threw caution to the wind and the kiss became more frantic, bodies pressing close to each other. Everything that followed was so new but just so right.

He had lied, and knew very well that he had. He hadn’t been confused when he had kissed Draco; he had wanted to kiss him. But he most certainly was confused now. Seeing Blaise and Seamus, he wanted to be like that with Draco, only Draco already had someone, someone he seemed to care about and who seemed to love him. Draco had said that he told Pansy about what had happened, yet she hadn’t changed towards Harry, still smiling and being polite to him, not angry like he would have expected. That confused him, a lot. If Draco was his, that thought made him smile a little, he wouldn’t like anyone else flirting with him, never mind kissing him. What also confused him is what the two could have discussed. They couldn’t have discussed the option of him….no. He would probably take Draco almost any way he could, even if that meant sharing, but he didn’t think he could join them; it would be too hard seeing Draco with someone else like that.

Dean raised an eyebrow at the Slytherin and Gryffindor beside him as the length of the kiss continued to increase. “Well that’s one way to come out,” he commented in amusement, getting a nod from Hermione and Neville the other side of him. The couple gave no response, content to ignore their surroundings and instead concentrate on each other.

Slowly Blaise pulled back, smiling slightly at the blushing skin of his boyfriend who blushed deeper when he slowly opened his eyes to look at him, returning the smile with his own wide one. “And I thought I created a scandal this morning”.

Blaise gave a light chuckle as he released Seamus and straightened back up on his broom, “I thought it a little unfair that you were under scrutiny and gossip by yourself. I also had to thank you for giving me such amusing entertainment this morning, everyone’s reactions were better than my prediction”.

Seamus grinned, “You can thank me again later if you want”.

“Mm, I think I will do so, do you want to meet after dinner for a date?” Blaise asked, his air of aristocracy and Slytherin mask giving an air of confidence, hiding the worry and panic that Seamus would be upset over him outing them and would say no to him. It still unnerved him sometimes how concerned and worried he was over what Seamus thought of him, how much Seamus’ thoughts and Seamus in general mattered to him.

“Of course,” Seamus grinned and gave a nod, but then he paused. “That would be a not-secret-date, right? What happened to we couldn’t come out because of the fuss it would cause?” he waved his hand in the general area of the rest of the stadium to show what he meant. They still had the attention of the majority of the student body despite most not being able to hear them.

Blaise gave a sniff, head turning in the direction of the rest of his body in a perfect display of Slytherin and pureblood superiority, “Who cares what goes on in their small brains? They are idiots if they think that I am going to listen to their unimportant opinions on whether we should be together or not”. The Slytherin chaser looked back to Seamus, expression softening a little with a hint of a smile coming through, then giving a nod in the direction of Dean, Hermione and Neville though his gaze remained on Seamus, “Besides, it looks like you have the support of your friends and I know that we wish to see each other, is that not all that matters?” Seamus didn’t speak in response, but reached out to pull Blaise back down to him to kiss him.

Blaise reached out to grab the railing with one hand to balance himself on his broom and stop himself from falling before kissing his boyfriend back. It was a shorter, sweeter kiss this time which Seamus soon released him from with a grin. “Thanks”.

“I’m certain that’s the most I’ve ever heard you say,” Hermione’s comment brought the attention of the couple on to her, Blaise quickly schooling his expression behind his Slytherin mask as he straightened back up on his broom and gave them a slight shrug. “I better go,” he gave a nod to the Gryffindor friends and Seamus a look before zooming off across the pitch on his broom.

Seamus watched his boyfriend go before turning to his friends, “Blaise is more the quiet silent type, he doesn’t tend to talk a lot around others”.

“Well I guess you two don’t need to do a lot of talking do you,” Dean commented as he turned to lead the group off the stands, giving a look to Gryffindors crowding around them to make them move out of the way and let them pass. Hermione was doing similar, shooing away students with questions and comments.

“Oi, we do talk I’ll have you know,” Seamus grinned as he walked alongside his best friend, his blush finally starting to subside. “He and I have had many good conversations”.

“And how many of those have ended with the two of you making out or more?” Dean teased as they headed down the stairs, only laughing at the “Oi!” and the shoulder bump that he received.

“I also think that’s the first time I’ve heard him laugh or show any emotion, he’s always got that Slytherin expression on,” Hermione commented thoughtfully as she followed the two best friends, Neville nodding behind her. “He’s less intimidating when he smiles and laughs instead of just watching stoically”.

“He’s not intimidating or stoic, just tall, dark, handsome and mysteriously quiet,” Seamus grinned to them over his shoulder as they started to head away from the quidditch pitch. They didn’t get very far, however, when a shout of Seamus’ name caused them to stop and turn. Coming towards them from one of the Gryffindor stands was a group of three seventh years with the lead spokesman seeming to be the tall burly male whose expression was twisted in disgust and fury.

“You so desperate that you'll bend over even for a snake?” the seventh spat in disgust, the group stopping a little way from Seamus. "Or is it anything with a dick that you'd bend over for?"

“You have to be desperate to say yes to high class and gorgeousness?” Seamus asked Dean beside him, looking completely unfazed by the group, though his friends were definately uncomfortable, before looking back to the seventh years. “Or did you miss the fact that Blaise Zabini is one of most desired guys in the whole school by both girls and guys? If you stripped all the guys and lined them up, you would not be able to tell a Slytherin from a Gryffindor”.

“That is because of the shallowness of everyone getting caught up by a pretty face! It does nothing to change the fact that he is a good for nothing snake! They care for no-one but themselves and once he’s had enough of playing with his fucktoy he will just throw you to the side!” the seventh year smirked as Seamus’ expression became one of anger, the group behind him snickering.

“You know nothing!” Seamus shouted angrily, his left hand clenching as the other delved into his pocket.

“And what is going on here?” An uninterested drawl stopped the hands that were reaching for wands, Professor Snape having been drawn over by the possibility of removing points from the un-moving group of Gryffindors. “Do we have a problem here?” he surveyed both groups almost as if searching for a reason to take points or give detentions, and almost looked disappointed when both groups gave a “No, Professor,” and removed hands from their pockets.

“In case it has passed your attention, students are to head to back since the match has now ended, I suggest it is in your interest to follow your peers,” were the Professor’s words before he turned with a sweep of his cape and left, cape billowing around him.

“Come on, Shay,” Dean grabbed his best mate’s arm with a glance in the direction of the other group and started pulling him away, or more attempting to. “Best to end it there”.

The smirk reappeared on the seventh year’s expression, the group heading towards and past them to the castle, but not without the parting shot, “Best listen to your friend, Shay, you don’t know what could happen otherwise”.

Seamus gritted his teeth as the laughing group left, frozen to the spot in anger for a couple of long moments before silently allowing his friends to start to lead him back towards the castle.

“I can’t believe that Gryffindors would give such threats, you should go to Professor McGonagall,” Hermione advised Seamus as they walked, but the Irishman was silent in response.

“Leave him be for now, Hermione,” Dean said softly from where he was right next to his best mate. He knew his friend wouldn’t appreciate arms around him or anything like he would from Ginny or perhaps Blaise, but he could still be right there for him for when he was ready to talk.

Seamus for his part was grateful that Dean had deflected Hermione and was confident that he would continue to do so. He was angry still at the words that the elder Gryffindor had said, but more than that he was shocked and for the first time a little scared. Seamus had known that the news of his relationship with Blaise would not be taken quietly, there was never any question that there would be protests, however, he hadn’t anticipated actual threats and violence from other students. The disgust those Gryffindors had towards him, a shudder went through him, he hadn’t even received that when he had come out as identifying as gay. For once he was scared of what the first of the school thought and what they might to do, not just to him but to Blaise as well. True the relations between the houses were improving since the Lord Voldemort’s fall and truce between red and green made, but perhaps the school still wasn’t ready for a lion and snake to be together. Maybe it was too soon?

A/N: Hey, hope you enjoyed. I am considering writing a prequel to this to show how Seamus and Blaise got to this stage. Please let me know what you think of that idea :) - Yuki
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