Who: Seamus Finnigan, Parvati Patil What: So there was snogging...now what? When: Monday, February 21, 1998 (evening, after dinner, before curfew) Where: Gryffindor Common Room Rating: PG - PG13 (just in case)
Seamus had been staring at his Charms text for so long he actually thought he could describe the page he was looking at blindfolded, if need be. Sadly, he couldn't say that he actually understood what was written on it. He was fighting off the urge to go lay down on one of the common room couches, where it was so soft and warm and....No. Focus, Finnigan. You can get this. Blinking slowly, he rolled his shoulders before hunching down further over his books and parchment, determined to put another good hour in before going to bed.
He was moving his wand gently, tracing in the air the arc the spell was supposed to take, when a shadow fell across his book. Looking up to find the source, he immediately broke out into a grin. "Ah, lass. Wonderful. Save me, please."