Seamus shot a look towards Ginny, raising an eyebrow as if to say Now who is an idiot?. His next words were spoken with a tone to accompany it. "Lucky shoes, Gin. As in I'm unlucky without them. 'sides, I wouldn't have made as many mistakes if I weren't stumbling over me bare feet."
Grudgingly, he listened to Ginny and sat down on the ground, making sure to glance about for any other possible things which could hurt him on the cold stone. He rested backwards, bringing his right foot up over his bent left knee and tilting his head to see the speck of black and white among the dirt. Either he needed to find his shoes or he needed to hide from life.
"I didn't really lose my shoes, you know. I had them by my bed and one of those kiss-arses woke me, telling me not to bother putting on shoes before tending to one of the brats. When I came back they were gone."