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Mix of Red and Green	By : ShadowAngel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Blaise/Seamus Views: 2795 -:- 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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Shock

Dark hands ran up the smooth pale arms, one to cup the neck gently and the other to trail slowly down over the thin night shirt to rest on the waist. The body beneath arched up with a light groan which was cut off by the two sets of lips being sealed firmly together. As hands clung to the back and attempted to pull the body closer, there came a light chuckle and the warm, darker lips pulled back to then kiss the neck from above.

“Shh, babe, or they’ll hear,” a deep, smooth mummer came from against the skin before those lips resumed their kissing, moving steadily downwards to kiss and nip at the pale collarbone. The body once again arched up, a hand moving from its position to press against its owner’s lips in an attempt to remain quiet. Unable to manage much, the hands found the other’s head, bringing it up so that lips could once again reunite passionately.

Around them others slept as the two submitted to their passion.

The strong sun-rays that lit up his face as his curtains were parted were not welcome, not welcome at all. His best mate, however, did not seem to realise this as he shook his shoulder insistently. "Harry! C'mon, Harry, wake up!" All Ron received in return was a groan as the raven haired teen rolled onto his side and curled up a little, back to the noisy redhead. "Harry, the match is at ten and we have to eat first! You need to wake up so that we can thrash Slytherin again!" Ron continued despite his words seeming to fall on deaf ears, though others did hear loud exclamations.

"Shut it, Ron! Some of us are trying to sleep," came a sleepy Irish whine from the direction of the other beds, a disgruntled groan coming from very close to the voice, not that the redhead registered that.

"You should be getting up to see the match anyway! It's going to be awesome!" Ron just ginned in the direction of Seamus' voice before his attention was distracted by the third of the trio entering the dormitory, bushy hair bouncing slightly as she ascended the stairs and a book in the crook of her arm. It took only a glance for the walking textbook to assess the situation correctly, "Oh really, Ron, haven't you woken him yet? We need to get to the Hall with time for the both of you to eat properly – if shaking him doesn't work, then try something else," Hermione stated as if it was obvious.

"You could always try kissing him, I'm sure that would shock him awake," Seamus said unhelpfully and grinned to the two of them, despite his sleepiness, as he climbed out of the bed to head towards the bathroom, ignoring Ron's fake retching at his suggestion. Before disappearing the Irish boy gave a parting shot of "And this is the boys dormitory, Hermione, what would McGonagall say."

The brunette just rolled her eyes in response as she pulled out her wand, which made Ron a little wary, "She'd thank me for getting her seeker down to the pitch on time. Aquamenti," Hermione said clearly as her wand moved in a smooth movement, a jet of water shooting from the tip of her wand only a second later, drenching the unfortunate brunette who immediately shot up, glancing around at the blurriness around him. "What the hell?!"

"Sorry, mate, she cast it too quickly," Ron gave an apologetic shrug in his quidditch uniform as Harry shoved on his glasses so that his disgruntled glare could be more effective.

"Like you could have stopped me anyway, Ronald," Hermione responded, completely unaffected by the glare, before spinning on her heel. "I'll meet you two in the common room. We only have fifty minutes before the match starts."

Harry gave a sigh of displeasure before slipping out of his bed and grabbing a towel from his trunk to dry off a bit. He had been very comfortable and warm in his bed which was now drenched through; he might have to ask for Dobby's assistance so that he wouldn't have to sleep on a damp mattress. Another sigh came. Although he enjoyed flying and any match against Slytherin proved to be interesting, he would be very content to just sleep in today after the difficult night of dreams that he had just endured.

"Ah, I see the lovely Hermione got you up," Seamus grinned as he exited the bathroom. "She seemed a little impatient today, I must say, you mightn't want to keep her waiting," he gave a slight chuckle before going to Dean's bed to wake up his best friend.

"Oh I realised that," Harry replied as he grabbed his things to get changed, "Give me five, and then I'll be down," he smiled tiredly to his best mate before going to grab a quick shower and get dressed.

"You might need to be a bit quicker to avoid 'Mione's anger, mate," Ron advised seriously.

"And that I also realised."

"What's with all the yelling?" mumbled Dean as the dark skinned sixth year stumbled from his bed, ignoring his (so-called) best friend's laughter.

"Oh, just Hermione giving Harry an early shower," Seamus grinned, heading to his own chest to grab clothes. He then slipped onto his bed clutching them and his wand, the curtains still pulled closed around his bed.

Dean rose an eyebrow as a smile flickered onto his lips, "Shame I missed it, please tell her not to give Shay any ideas though." He grabbed his own clothes and headed to the bathroom with a yawn, leaving the indignant squawk of "Oi! I would never!" behind him.

The red-head in the room laughed and sat on his bed to wait for his friend, noticing with a bit of curiosity that Seamus seemed to be talking to himself, not that that wasn't a complete surprise. He was pulled from those thoughts to watch in amusement as his best friend dove through his clothes in an attempt to find the correct quidditch uniform. By the time he was ready, Dean had already re-emerged, fully dressed, and headed downstairs to the common room. He was sitting waiting in the common room with Ginny and Hermione when the two came down the spiral staircase.

"You two took your time, we're going to be late if we don't hurry," was Hermione's response as she stood, a book in her arms despite heading to breakfast and then the match. This book was shifted to one arm as she pulled out her wand to spell Harry's hair dry from his rushed preparation. She slipped it away to Harry's muttered, "Thanks."

Ron was immediately displeased with this assessment, hurrying to his female friend's side, "Hey, I was ready when you came up!"

"Perhaps, Ron, but you should have woken Harry when you woke up, then we could have left ten minutes ago," Hermione's hair flipped as she turned with slight annoyance to go.

"Hang on, where's Shay? Did he not come down with you?" Dean intervened the heated discussion that was starting to brew.

"Uh…no, actually," Harry frowned as he tried to think what the Irish Gryffindor had been up to when they had left. Ron's face was equal to his confusion, the last he could remember, the other boy had been talking to himself while getting dressed, and the other didn't normally take ten minutes to get changed. The sound of footsteps, however, had them both pulled out of their thoughts as someone came down from the dormitories.

"Sorry to hold ya up, guys," Seamus grinned to them as he hurried over, one hand running through his short hair to try and neaten the mess. His grin only widened at the slack jaws of shock from his friends, which he himself found to be hilarious expressions.

"Shay…your….clothes…" Dean struggled to even speak as his gaze roamed over Seamus' clothes, trying to take in the oddity. He knew his friend to be a bit eccentric and strange at times, but he had not expected this. One big reason for that was because Seamus often set fire to or exploded things he tried to transform.

"Oh this?" Seamus gestured to his altered uniform, lips still firmly pulled up into a grin. "Do you like it? Took me ages to get quite right." Ginny chose this point to break out of her shock, bursting into amused laughter. The others didn't look as amused, having instead a range of amusing expressions.

"What the….why?!" Ron burst out, a shade of red as he tried to take in the colours adorning Seamus' clothing. It didn't make sense! It just looked….wrong! All he got in return was a grin from his dorm-mate.

Hermione for her part was looking more curious now that her own shock had worn off, and was looking at the clothes intriguingly, taking in the stripes of silver and green that now fitted in-between the stripes of gold and red on Seamus' clothes. The Gryffindor badge still adorned his black cloak, but at every other point where the house colours were embroidered onto the uniform, the Slytherin colours were there alongside the Gryffindor colours. Even his tie now exhibited the four colours in thick diagonal stripes.

The Gryffindor bookworm just could not hold in her own curiosity at this show of what she assumed was transfiguration; the picking and re-sewing of the colours would've been a nightmare and a near impossible job. "You did this? It is a permanent transfiguration? Or a temporary one? Or perhaps an intricate glamour?"

"Oh it's transfiguration, as for how long it'll last, no idea. Been practising on my spare tie, there was a series of different results. Caught on fire more than once….that and it didn't want to go the right shades."

"Well I suppose such detailed spell-work would take much practise, so many things could go wrong…you're lucky it only caught on fire," Hermione was quite surprised that it had only set on fire instead of exploding; Seamus seemed to have a habit of that. Actually....she would've thought that transforming anything half that complicated and intricate would've been too tricky for the Gryffindor who regularly blew things up. Maybe he had been practicing a lot? Or just found a spell that he could manage? She really should ask for that spell though, it obviously did a lovely job when it worked properly.

"Uh, Hermione? Shall we head down to breakfast before it's too late before the match?" Harry suggested as his mind took a turn towards despair at the thought of his friend going off on one of her very detailed lectures on intricate transformations. He himself was more amused and surprised than shocked at the mix of gold, crimson, silver and green adorning the black and he had to admit that the mix of the four colours looked quite good together. That was where most of the surprise came in

"Oh yes! We had better get going," Hermione nodded to herself as she caught her explanations, turning instead to leave the common room. Seeing the action and hearing the words, Ron was snapped out of his staring. "Hang on! He can't go out like this!"

Seamus' grin was very quick to flip into a frown, "Why not?!"

"Oh yes he can, brother dear. I can't wait to see everyone's reactions! Come on, Shay!" Ginny laughed loudly as she linked her arm with the once more grinning Irishman, leading him to exit the common room. Suddenly she stopped and looked towards the stairs to the dormitories with a frown as there came a muffled 'thump'. "Did you hear that?"

The others looked in the same direction, waiting, but no more sounds came. "It is the dormitories, Gin, it's probably just a student," Harry proposed as he pulled his satchel more up onto his shoulder.

"Most of the students would be at breakfast now though…." Hermione frowned, wondering as always.

Seamus gave a laugh, "As you said, most. We are not, and I'm sure some sensible lions sleep later than us and are rushing to eat in time, which I believe we should be doing. Come on, Gin, let's go shock people!" he started to head out of the common room again, tugging lightly on the arm of the once again laughing girl. Dean followed the laughing pair, shaking his head slightly in bemusement, "You didn't have to go this far, Shay."

"What's wrong with wanting to support my house and my boyfriend? Thought this was the best way," Seamus threw a grin to him, still walking arm-in-arm alongside Ginny.

"Boyfriend?!" Ron looked a little green from where he was walking with Hermione and Harry, following the first three. He had been aware of his friend having been seeing someone, but had to admit that he had never given much thought before as to who it was. If a name had been mentioned before, Ron had either forgotten or not picked up on it. Now he was presented with information that he wasn't quite sure what to do with. Seamus was seeing a guy in Slytherin. Just like….no. He was not going to think about that right now.

"Aye, you know I date guys, Ron, and as to him being a Slytherin, I'd cut out a quarter of the available guys if I ignored the ones in green!" Seamus laughed alongside Ginny, ignoring Dean rolling his eyes.

"Ron, are you really more bothered that Seamus is seeing a guy than you are that he is seeing a Slytherin?" Hermione asked, her tone suggesting to everyone that she was ready to correct what he said in defence of what she believed to be correct. Harry remained quiet the other side of his best friend, wanting to hear what he said, but at the same time a little worried of what his true thoughts could be. His best friend knew of his own partner of choice, however they had never really spoken about it, the two of them choosing to skim around the awkwardness of it all.

Ron spluttered a little, thrown by attention turning onto him, five faces watching him closely for his reaction as the six of them carried on walking. He was pleased that most people were already at breakfast and not in the corridors. "No! I just…" he glanced around at them, looking a little lost before he gave a sigh. "No…I'm not bothered by it being a guy…I know he likes guys, I just didn't know he had a boyfriend is all."

"You didn't clue into me having one from my talking about it the past month?"

Ron grimaced slightly as his inattention was revealed, "Uh…no?" he replied, looking a little sheepish.

"And the fact that he is a Slytherin?" Dean questioned a little cautiously, though the protectiveness for his best friend was there in his tone.

Ron gave a shrug this time, "I still don't trust many of them, true, but it's not me that has to trust him, it's you. I'm just shocked is all."

Only Hermione and Ginny noticed the relaxing of Harry's body at Ron's enlightenment and as the conversation fell into a lighter one.

Breakfast was in full swing when the six of them entered the Great Hall and headed over to Gryffindor table. The effect overall wasn't instantaneous as it took a little time for the student body to notice the non-assigned uniform. One by one the students fell silent as Seamus strode with a grin between Ginny and Dean, arm still linked with the redhead, towards his seat, not seeming to care about the stares. Goblets dropped with pumpkin juice being spilt, cutlery clattered onto plates and into bowls and students started turning to whisper to each other behind their hands.

Seamus seemed unbothered, unlinking his arm with Ginny as he sat between her and Dean and opposite the famous trio, then proceeding to load a plate with breakfast. Around him the Gryffindors whispered, some trying to get his attention to talk and question him, but they were effectively quietened by a look from Ginny or Hermione, both of whom seemed set upon supporting Seamus' radical statement to Harry's surprise.

Glancing around Harry could instantly see the effects on the other tables which Seamus' new colours had caused. The yellow and blue tables seemed mostly confused and content to gossip, and it looked like several theories were already rising. Over at the head table many of the professors had looks of disapproval upon their faces – especially Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall – but Harry was certain he could see a twinkle of amusement in the Headmaster's eyes. Scanning briefly over the Slytherin table Harry could mostly see looks of shock and disgust upon the faces of the students in green. However, when he spotted the 'Slytherin Prince' and his group, he was amused to see Malfoy attempting to hide his look of shock behind his Malfoy mask. In fact, most of Malfoy's crowd seemed to be harbouring mostly shock or surprise, with little negative response, which they were all trying to school behind their normal masks. There even seemed to be slight amusement in some of their expressions. Zabini, who seemed to have just slipped into his seat beside the blonde Slytherin, definitely seemed to be one of the ones who was amused, his gaze examining the clothing before joining in with Malfoy's conversation.

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.

A/N: Hey, hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this :). I could just see Seamus being someone to do something like this and it causing an uproar between students. Please let me know what you think; as a new poster I'd like some feedback to know how my stories are received – Yuki.
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