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Seamus Finnigan (firewaterburn) wrote in pandorarpg,

"I am perfectly just towards beets!" Seamus protested giving Dean a look of mock outrage. "They've earned my dislike fair and square. And not even Lavender's cake can convince me otherwise." He turned his attention to her as he said it. "A challenge, then. I bet you can't get me to like beets. If I win, you have to bake me something every month, free of charge, for a year. Twice for my birthday," he tacked on quickly as an afterthought. It only seemed fair.

As Lavender spoke of Harry, Seamus had to bite his tongue. He'd liked Harry well enough, but he'd be lying if he said he was that fond of him. He couldn't keep silent about their last year, though. "I did a lot of stuff that last year, but it wasn't in his honor." He wouldn't call the day-to-day survival they had to go through merely 'rebelling', either, but that wasn't something he wanted to go into.

Instead he lifted his glass at Justin's assessment of Unbridge with a hearty, "Damn right, she did. That bitch was evil." He swallowed the last of his whiskey, but paused before he could refill his glass, eyes on Justin. "Trust me, Just, no you don't. I was there and I didn't want to see any of it."