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Season of the Wolf

Chapter 1

Bargaining

           Seamus was profoundly drunk. She'd been looking for him for hours, and she wasn't surprised at his condition, just the locale. When Luna had Flooed Lavender and asked if she would help her and Dean try to find their wayward roommate, she had hopped on her broom and begun a slow spiral out from their flat, scenting the breeze. How he had got to the service platform at the hub of the London Eye, she couldn't guess. Lavender brought her broom to a stop just above the platform and stepped off onto the steel grating.

           Seamus was singing at the top of his voice:

           "Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk,

           You silly old fool, still you can not see

           That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me."

           "You're rat-arsed," she said in a slightly disgusted tone.

           "Pissed to the gills!" he declared.

           "The thought of going home that bad?" she asked, leaning on the railing.

           "You have no idea, Lav. Things change."

           She smiled. "Really? Have you ever met my family?"

           "Oh c'mon, your sisters can't be that bad. Not as bad as me sainted elder brother and me mam."

           She snorted a laugh. "Come home with me for Christmas, I dare you."

           Seamus considered it while he stood and swayed. "'lright, tell you what, I'll go to your parents for Chrishmas if you'll come with me for this feckin party tomorrow, deal?"

           Lavender thought for a moment. "Okay Shay, I'll go with you. Haven't been to Ireland in a few years, it'll be fun.

           Seamus laughed heartily. "Fun is not what you're going to have, not if me family has anything to do with it."

           "You underestimate me Finnigan! Now come on, let's get you home." She grabbed him under the shoulder to help him stay upright.

           "How'll you be finding me then?"

           Lavender tapped the side of her nose.

           "Oh yeah, right, forgot about that. There’s no hiding from you any more is there?'"

           "Not likely."

           Seamus stopped and considered her for a moment. "You've changed, Lav."

           "Not yet, full moon's two days from now," she said snidely.

           "Very funny; no I mean you're not a silly girl any more. You're a grown woman, and a dead sexy one at that."

           "That's not funny, Shay," she said as she propped him against the railing and pulled out her wand.

           "I wasn't joking, Lav. You're beautiful," he said, drawing a hand down the side of her face. He hadn't really thought about it for a while, and he had forgotten.

           "You haven't seen the scars."

           "Can I?" he said with a leer.

           "Not tonight. Now, can you get your drunken arse on that broom, or do I have to Apparate us?"

           "I'll probably hurl either way," he said, honestly.

           "Apparate it is." With that she banished her broom, grabbed him tight, and twisted them to the flat he shared with Luna and Dean.

           They snapped into being in the kitchen, and Lavender immediately shoved him to the sink, where he kept his word and emptied his stomach into it.

           "Fuck, Finnigan! What the hell have you been drinking?" she asked wrinkling her nose.

           "Murphy's, whiskey, some'n else that Muggle bought me."

           "Yeah, well I hope it tasted better than it smells," she said as she Scourgified the sink.

           She handed him a glass she had conjured and filled with water. "Drink."

           He did as commanded.

           "Now, spit."

           She Scourgified the sink again.

           "Better?" she asked.

           "Some. Sure and I'd be even better if you'd show me your scars now," he said smiling and tugging at the front of her robes."

           "In your dreams, Finnigan," she said. "You'll be snoring in five minutes, and when I decide to get laid again it'll be with someone who respects me, wants me, and is sober…er."

           "Hey, two out of three right here," he said spreading his arm wide and twirling around. Unfortunately for Seamus, that twirl was the last thing he managed to do that night. In mid spin darkness took him, and he passed out crashing to the floor.

           "Ah, true romance," Lavender said laughing, and she levitated him toward his bedroom.

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           A loud burst of women's laughter woke him the next morning. Seamus had had hangovers before, but this was special. He opened his eyes, and immediately closed them again as a blinding bolt of agony shot though his skull.

           "He's awake," he heard Luna say.

           "GET YOUR ARSE OUT OF BED, FINNIGAN," Lavender yelled at the top of her lungs.

           "Oh bloody hell!" he muttered to himself. Luna, please! He thought loudly.

           Potion's on its way, she said in his mind.

           "Thanks." He whispered.

           The door opened and a smiling Lavender Brown walked into his small bedroom and sat on the end of the bed.

           "Here," she said in a whisper, and she handed him a small bottle. "My mum has quite a few nicer attributes, one of which is her talent at hangover potions. With my dad she… well, she's made a few of these."

           As she was talking he downed the potion. The effect was sudden and wonderful. He sighed with relief as he sank back to the bed.

           "Was I dreaming, or did you rescue me and shag me senseless last night?"

           "Rescue, yes," she said with a chuckle. "Shag, no."

           "Damn, and it was fine too."

           "Dream on, Finnigan, but get dressed first. We have a date if you recall."

           "Oh, yeah, you’re really gonna hold me to that?"

           "Yes I am, and Christmas at my place," she said. "We have a wager you know, and I'm not about to lose."

           She rose from his bed, and squeezed his foot. "Get dressed, Shay," she said as she left the room and closed the door.

           His gaze lingered on the door. Luna, if you're listening to my head, stop please, he thought. As he didn't receive an answer, he knew Luna had politely shut him out of her mind after he regained consciousness. Living with a very powerful Legilimens was something that took a bit of getting used to, but Seamus wouldn't trade it for the world. Luna had participated in the special summer sessions that Professor McGonagall had arranged for the students that had acted so bravely, and acquitted themselves so well defending the school and the world. She had made up all the work she had missed the last half of her sixth year, and had joined Dean, her year, and over half of Dean and Seamus's class, for the largest seventh year in Hogwarts history. She had finished with Hermione at the top of that historic class. After she and Dean had finished, they had found a flat in central London not far from Diagon Alley. Seamus, having finished after the summer sessions and not wanting to return home, had mostly been kicking around London. He had stayed at Grimmauld Place and done some traveling during their school term. But when Dean and Luna got the flat, and it had the spare bedroom, they had invited him to join them.

           He let his mind wander to Lavender. She'd been around quite a bit since the battle, and she had dinner together with Dean, Luna, and Seamus several times a week, but he had been too busy looking around at other girls to notice what she had become, until now. Last night he had had a revelation. This woman that he had known for years, and even taken to the Yule Ball, had grown out of the giggly girl stage seemingly over night. One particular moonlit night, he thought with a grim laugh, and he hadn't seen it. She still laughed, but there was a deeper shade to her now. She was quiet and reflective more often than not. He hadn't really thought about her as a woman, more as their friend that Luna was helping through a terrible wound. Now, well now it was different. He had noticed or, more importantly, his heart had noticed.

           He slid out of the bed and discovered he was naked. Briefly he wondered who had taken his clothes off, because he didn't remember doing it. Deciding to save that question for a more opportune time, he grabbed his towel and headed to the bathroom.

           "Gonna take a quick shower," he said loudly.

           "Make it fast. You slept in, and I want to make a good impression on your family, so let's not be late," he heard Lavender say from the kitchen.

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           "So, what's he thinking?" Lavender asked in a conspiratorial whisper.

           "You know I won't do that, Lav. It's not polite to listen to other people's thoughts … when you don't need to," Luna said with a grin.

           "Okay, but Shay's kinda grown up this last year, hasn't he?"

           Luna smiled. "Should I look in your mind? See what's on it?"

           Lavender laughed. "No, I'm just noticing that Shay's … I don't know, maturing, acting like a man's…. kinda sexy."

           "Well now, Miss Wolf, are we on the prowl at last?"

           Lavender took up her tea. "Maybe," she said nodding to herself. "Maybe…"

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           "Okay, we'll Apparate from here to Termonfeckin. It's this sleepy little place where nothing ever happens. 'S really nice though, you'll like it. Then from there we can go to Cill Fhion'ain, the family place is just outside o' town. 'S a nice walk," Seamus said as they stood in the foyer of the flat.

           Lavender straightened her robes. "Am I presentable enough for your family?"

           You'd look great in a tea towel, Seamus thought to himself. "You look stunning as ever."

           Lavender gave him a sidelong look. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Finnigan," she said, although her blush betrayed that statement.

           Seamus grinned. "Let's have lunch in Termonfeckin, I don't want to run into any of the old gang at home." Plus, I want you all to myself for a while, he thought.

           Luna chuckled next to him, and gave him a knowing smile. "Have a wonderful time, Lav, you too Seamus. Let us know if you're spending the night." If you don't want me to hear it, don't think it that loud, she said in his mind. "Keep an eye out for Wrakspurts, they mate this time of year. If you start feeling confused just bat them away, like this." She waved her arms above her head in a clockwise motion.

           "Thanks, Luna," Lavender said. "We'll Floo by ten if we're not coming back tonight."

           "Ready, Lav?" Seamus said.

           She smirked. "Always."

           They turned on the spot and vanished. Luna let go of the guffaw she'd been holding in for the last hour. This will be an interesting trip, Mr. Finnigan, Miss Brown, interesting trip indeed, and she laughed even louder.
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