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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Seamus did his best to look affronted - which was tricky, as he'd just stuffed his mouth with lemon cookie. "Oi!" he objected after he'd swallowed. "I don't have to beg. Well, hardly ever." Dean was very obliging with his hugs, often providing them unprompted when Seamus most needed them.

He rolled his eyes at Susan's defence of the unholy strawberries and balsamic combination, but then Seamus didn't like vinegar at the best of times so maybe that one was down to him. "Your behaviour has been distressing to us for the past five years," Seamus pointed out. "It's not as if we've been keeping it secret. You never changed before." Nor did he believe Susan wouldn't go back to her old ways as soon as the two weeks were up.

Seamus shifted stool to be closer to Dean and looked up at him with big, adoring eyes. "Forgive me," he begged. "You know I could never live without delicious treats. I'd waste away to nothing and then what would mam say?" He grinned, flashing Dean a quick wink before turning his attention back to Susan. "And it nearly put me in Ravenclaw. Good thing it didn't, though. Can you imagine?"