The thought of sneaking down into the forest to find the crazy Death Eater's camp had been playing on Seamus' mind. Ok, it was probably one of his stupider ideas, however, no one else had come up with anything better! His friends were being constantly harassed with threats and now this whole carved up threstral thing... They had to do something, and Seamus wasn't going to wait around for anyone else. He was going to do something before any thing or any one else got hurt.
He had been searching for Neville to approach him about the idea, and the greenhouses were often the best place to start looking. However, it appeared his friend had had something else to do that morning, and his search left him empty handed.
Not one to waste time outside, Seamus pulled out a baggy of tobacco and set about rolling himself a cigarette. He didn't much care for making his own, but desperate times called for desperate measures, and he was still feeling the awful desire for a drink. The last thing Seamus needed was to be forced to quit smoking amongst everything else.
The sound of footsteps caught his attention, and he glanced up to see someone he didn't recognise heading out towards the grounds. Curiosity got the better of him, and he shoved his baccy into his pocket, intent on finding out where this stranger was off to on a bright and early Friday morning. Only problem was, there wasn't exactly a lot of hiding spots for him to duck into on the grounds in the direction this guy was heading off to. It wasn't exactly going to be Auror stealth trailing...
Still, Seamus kept far enough away that he might actually avoid being noticed (if the guy had no sense to look back at all), and he smoked casually on his cigarette. Nothing suspicious, just out for a walk in the same direction...