Seamus Finnigan (finniganagain) wrote in ageofdarkness, @ 2010-06-27 15:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | ginny weasley, seamus finnigan |
Who: Ginny and Seamus
What: Seamus is shoe-less and accident prone
Where: Dungeons
When: Sunday afternoon
Warnings: Seamus has a mouth on him
It was most likely one of the worst days in Seamus' life, he had decided. At least within the last few years. Luck-wise. Alright, so it was not really one of the worst days but it was still a pretty shitty day in Seamus' mind and he had a tendency to throw a fit on days such as this. The morning had started off with being bossed out of bed by another servant, one who he dubbed as a resident kiss-up with the students. The boy had been all too happy to tell Seamus he needed to take somebody their breakfast because the spoiled brat could not be arsed to get out of bed. He had not even time in order to throw a shirt on and shoes before he was shoved towards the kitchens, his long arms flailing about as he attempted to dress in the corridors. That had been the last time he saw his shoes.
It was several sneering insults later before Seamus found himself able to sneak back to the dungeons, hoping to hide from the bad luck that had him spilling eggs and sausage, being caught mocking a student, and that was not even to mention the enchanted armor which had been sent after his head. It was the missing shoes that drove Seamus over the edge and into whining. No, not whinging. That was undignified for the Barefoot King, Seamus had decided. He was simply protesting his situation loudly. A situation that only worsened when he was forced to run from the armor, how it found him he had yet to figure out, and stepping onto a broken quill as he skidded into a side alcove in order to jot notes to Ginny. The tip only dug further into his foot's arch as he stumbled past the kitchens, breathing heavily as he rested. At least he had lost the armour.
Now if only he could escape the ginger harpy who was on her way to help. Seamus had a feeling he would have better luck escaping the armour than his friend.