InsaneJournal

Who: Seamus and Ernie.
What: A visit of St. Mungo's doesn't end well.
When: Saturday, around 2AM.
Where: St. Mungo's
Rating: PG-13 at the very least for language.


Seamus felt like throwing up, but he was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to get anything past the knot in his throat. He'd been on edge since leaving the Leaky almost two hours ago, and the dread had only gotten worse with every passing minute. Especially when he didn't fine Dean or his mother waiting for him at home.

Seamus had been fully prepared to walk in their little house and find the two of them laughing over pints in the kitchen. He would have chewed bother their heads off for making him worry and cursed that bloody owl for being so stupid, but they could have laughed about it later. Except they hadn't been there. And they hadn't been at his mum's place in Limerick, either.

By the time Seamus got to St. Mungo's he was fighting down panic, fists clenched and jaw tense. He strode through the doors of the main entrance half-hopeful and half-dreading that Dean or his mum was there. Hopefully Ernie had found out something.