Boom Boy ~ Seamus Finnegan

Chapter 4

Verity's POV

Walking through the halls of the castle that was evidently much larger than what I was used to, I hugged my books closer to my chest as I noticed the amount of students wandering the halls, most of them I did not recognize at all. I obviously had a different schedule to the rest of my school as the only fourth year of Beauxbatons attending the Triwizard Tournament, so I had been quickly left on my own. This normally wouldn't be a problem but due to the sheer size of the Hogwarts castle I struggled to find my classes, arriving late to quite a few of them, aside from that I haven't spotted a single person that I knew all day. Being by myself made me alot more self conscious than usual, I'm not sure whether it was the new surroundings that made me nervous or the overwhelming amount of goodlooking guys that didn't make themselves out as prats, either way I became way more attentive to the feeling of my short skirt brushing against the back of my thighs as I walked. 

My heels clicked as I glided down one of the staircases and, hopefully, towards the grand hall in order to rendevous with my school for dinner. Thankfully, as I reached the bottom of the stairs I spotted someone who I knew, to a certain extent. Neville Longbottom, my saving grace during this time of confusion, when I met him the night before during the feast we quickly clicked and became quite close, well as close as you can get to someone within half an hour. I found out about his apptitude for herbology and his sweet nature, which I adored. 

Luckily, about the same time I spotted him, he spotted me as well and a breath taking smile lit up my features as we made eye contact, lifting a hand away from my books, I sent him a wave as he returned both my smile and the wave. Changing directions slightly I began to walk towards him, only to falter in my steps as I saw a group of boys wearing the same red and yellow colours as Neville, each of them also seemed to have noticed me approaching and we're adorning grins on their faces. 

Growing slightly nervous again, I continued to walk towards them. As I approached I quickly realized that, even in my heels, they all towered over me by at least a head. "Hey Neville," I greeted with a smile, my eyes grazing over the five boys surrounding him, who had a much more confident air than the quiet boy I was aquainted with. My eyes locked onto a pair of sky orbs as I scanned each boy and a flush of heat rose to my cheeks as he smirked down at me. Quickly averting my eyes back to Neville, I started to speak again," Um sorry to bother you guys but I'm looking for the Grand hall and was wondering if you could help me. You're the only person that I've seen all day that I've somewhat known." 

Neville smiled and opened his mouth to reply to me but before he could, Sir Extremely Attractive Blue Eyes stepped forward and swung an arm over my shoulders.

"Hellooo there Beautiful."

He sent me a wink, one corner of his mouth lifting up into a smirk as he did. I almost lost my breath when I heard his Thick Accent. I gaped at him for a moment before thinking,

'Come on Verity, He's just another guy with pretty eyes and a Hot ass accent. Stop being so flustered!'

My Fish like face quickly switched over to my signature, resting, flirty expression. Batting my eyes at the boy, I looked down then back up into his eyes before saying in french, my voice sultry and my hands creeping up his strong biceps.

"Si vous allez flirter, vous pouvez aussi bien le faire." (If you are going to flirt you may aswell make it good.)

His Jaw slackened and his eyes glazed over slightly making me laugh and pull myself away from him. All the Other boys were either watching in amusement or in shock. I smiled at the sweetly before turning to Neville.

"So Neville, introduce me?"

I grinned at him as he came out of his shocked state. Poor Neville and his innocent eyes could barely comprehend the fact that I had just flirted with one of his best friends without even knowing his name. My eyes fluttered naturally as I gazed back at the Irishman, with pink ears and smirking lips. Neville drew my attention back to him by placing a gentle hand on my shoulder, the silk of my uniform crumpling and forming and indent of his palm. With a quick flick of my wand, my books floated into the air and hovered beside me. Crossing My Arms over my chest insecurely, I raise one eyebrow. Pointing to a Shorter, dark haired, green eyed boy with round glasses who stood awkwardly and twirled his wand in his hands, Neville said," Verity, This is Harry, Harry Potter." I smile at Harry and say," Who?" This causes the circling boys to gape and turn into flabbergasted fish. Lifting a hand to my mouth, I quietly laugh, a sound of twinkling bells escaping my throat. Sending a playful wink Harry's way, I stretch my hand out," I'm only , what would you say? Messing with you? I know of you. It's nice to meet you." He shakes out his shoulders and stretches his hand out to me and shakes mine softly, his hand was rough and contrasted the softness of my palms. I can feel eyes burning into the side of my face as I release Harry's hand and turn to a tall, red head, who towered over me and struggled to maintain eye contact. Neville's voice once again broke through and said, "This is Ron Weasley." I smiled at him and forced his eyes to make contact with mine before his cheeks flushed and he glanced to the ground. With a grunted greeting he stuck his hand out, I smiled and shook his hand, which was rather sweaty. He quickly retracted his hand and tucked both of his hands back into his pockets, Harry laughed at his nervous friend and quietly mocked him as my attention turned to the next person once again.

My eyes widened as the travelled upwards to the point where I had to tilt my chin upwards to see his face. He smirked down at me playfully and said," Hey Short Stack," He reached out and ruffled my perfectly curled hair with his massive hand, I did not know this boy at all but i could tell we would be great friends. The only way I could describe him would be a Sex God, I mean he was gorgeous. Tall, Dark-skinned, with brown eyes that captured all different shades of warmth and a smile that would make any girl swoon, any girl that is... except me, I'm afraid he just isn't my type, which kinda sucks.. I smirked back at him and walked right up close to him, I stood on the tips of my toes and despite my heels I struggled to reach his head. This Boy, that I still don't know the name of, laughed and leaned down so i could ruffle his also perfectly curled hair. 

I dropped back down and nodded with an accomplished look on my face before stepping back beside Neville which caused the group of towers surround me to, once again, burst into laughter and suck in deep breaths. "That is Dean," Laughed Neville. 

Finally, I turned to the last of the group that I did not know the name of. My Mr Loverman, I smirked at him and looked up at him through my eyelashes with a flirty look. He has seemed to gain his confidence back after the first time we tangoed and took one slow step towards me. His hand, that seemed to be covered in faint scars that are most likely from burns 'maybe he likes to cook' , reached out and gently tilted my chin upwards so he could look me directly in the eye. No matter how much I wanted to play hard to get with this boy, I had to admit that his blue eyes were captivating. He used his other hand to tuck a piece of hair behind my ear. "I'm Seamus, but you can call me anytime you like." I tried to keep a straight face but ended up ducking my head to laugh quietly. I reached up to cup his jaw with one of my own hands and I said," I'll call you if you come up with some better pick up lines." He laughed and lifted his hands away from me as I stepped back, His hands reached up to grip the back of his neck, which caused his biceps to bulge and stretch against his jumper. Trying to most likely failing, I scanned my eyes over him. Now this boy, this boy was my type. His Voice, ohhh his voice was something else, deep but not too deep, with such a thick accent their was times I almost couldn't understand him. He winked at me and said with his oh so perfect voice, " Well Doll, you joining us on our way to the great hall?" 

Taking a moment, I forced the growing blush off my cheeks and and said," I guess i can withstand your company for a little while longer.