Chapter 25: Follow the spiders

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Ron and I were sitting on a small stone bench outside in the grounds

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Ron and I were sitting on a small stone bench outside in the grounds. Professor Binns had set us. Although having looked through about 10 History of Magic books, I was having complete writer's block.

"I swear if I don't come up with an idea I am going to throw someone across the room," I said tapping my quill against my blank parchment, my hair turning red. I looked over at Ron, his eyes wide and mouth glued shut.
"Metaphorically of course," I said. I saw him relax and go back to work.

"Hey," I heard someone say as they sat down on the empty space next to me. I instantly shuffled away. I knew who it was. I was already on edge and, truth be told, I didn't want to hurt him. My powers are uncontrollable.

"Hello Finnigan," I said not looking up from my parchment. He almost laughed.

"So we're talking on a last name basis now?" he questioned. I didn't have time for this.

"I'm sorry, I have to be somewhere," I said smiling and picking up my books and putting them back into my bag. I started to walk off but Seamus followed.

"Angel wait!" he shouted after me.

"What!" I said turning around. He sighed and looked at me, his usually sparkling blue eyes now dull and red. He looked like he had been crying.

"Please just..." he trailed off. We were in a secluded corridor so we were alone. He looked down at the floor and put a hand on his forehead. A single tear fell down his cheeks, his eyes glossy. My heart aced for him. I missed him. Talking to him at breakfast, sitting next to him in class, helping him when he blew something up.

'oh lord here goes nothing' I thought to myself as I put my stuff down and walked over to him. He looked up and I pulled him into a hug. He smiled and returned it, my arms around his kneck and his around my torso.

"I've missed you Firecracker," he whispered into my ear. I smiled as all the redness in my hair faded into pink.

"I've missed you too Pyro, more than you can imagine," I said. Just then, he did something I never expected. I felt a pair of lips on my cheek. I blushed but thank goodness he couldn't see it.

We both smiled at each other. Just then, he pulled something out of his pocket. It was the tape recorder. He took a deep breath before handing it to me.

"I want you to have this," he said. I looked at him, confused. A tape recorder?

He started to walk away while I just stood there clicking random buttons on the tape. Before he turned the corner he looked back at me.

"By the way," he said. I looked up at him, "I never gave Malfoy the information,"

After all this time, Seamus never gave up the information.

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"So I think if you use that then you could get some extra points," Harry said as I scribbled a fact down on my parchment. For once it wasn't me helping the boys but the other way round.

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