This is for Rish ( .princess), who had challenged me to go against my OTP (Seamus/Lavender) and write a Dean/Seamus *sob*

Welp, I hope that you like it Rish!

Eternity

By Montley

It has been almost a year since you had last seen him. The memory is distant, but the last time you did see him, his arm was wrapped around your shoulder during Dumbledore's funeral. He had planted a long-lasting kiss on your cheek, which had kept you strong during your time without his presence, his touch and his love. Though, you can barely recognize him now through the dark, bloodied marks upon his face, no doubt the work of the ruthless Carrows. But you know that it is him, it's your Seamus, based on his smile alone, which is gleaming at the sight of you.

Everyone else is listening, fully enraptured in Harry Potter's words, for he, as always is going to save the day. Not you. All you want to do is be in Seamus' strong arms once again. Everyone around you then begins to prepare for battle, and you laugh knowing that you don't even have a wand at your side as you slowly approach Seamus, wondering if this was actually happening, that you were going to be in his arms once more, that his lips would touch yours once again, that you wouldn't be afraid of what others thought of the two of you. Two boys, deeply in love.

It's crazy to think of the future, a future that may not even come to pass, but now you have Seamus. And you always believed in living in the moment; so you run to him, so the moment can last longer, and you can pretend that it is forever before his or your life may possibly be taken.

Soon his breath is tickling your skin, his face merely an inch from your own eager lips. He touches you, his fingers stroking your cheek in order to prove to himself that you are not a part of his vivid imagination.

"Miss me?" he asks with his familiar smirk, in the sweet Irish accent you have always adored since you had first spoken to him on the Hogwarts Express those many years ago, not expecting the small, sandy haired boy to be the one you love more than anything in the universe, that you would do anything to protect him. You chuckle as you lean closer to him, the excitement building inside of you, an excitement that at one point you thought you would never feel again.

"Of course," you answer, and Seamus closes the gap that has existed for far too long, pressing his soft, unscarred lips against yours. You wrap your arms around him, not caring about who could be watching. You might die today, and it is not a time to worry about the thoughts of your peers.

He tastes exactly how you remember as you pull him closer to your body, reveling deeply in the taste of your one love.

For you know that if you do die today, you wish to die with the memory and taste of Seamus' love upon you, lingering with you in eternity.