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[sea_leprechaun]

Rolling over in his bed, he impatiently waited for Harry to come join him as promised, kicking restlessly as he tried to warm the bed with the friction of his legs against the sheets.

Glancing down at The Penguin whom he had commandeered from his mate's bed, mumbling softly to him while he waited. Harry had been going somehwere tonight. And Seamus

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[_harry_p_]

Harry slipped into the dormitory, quietly at first in case Seamus had already fallen asleep. Still, once inside, his eyes cast onto the other boy's bed and he grinned.

Glancing down at his slipper clad feet, he slipped them off, purposefully lowering his bare feet onto the cold, stone floor and trying not to suck in his breath too loudly as the chill seeped upward. When he was convinced his toes and feet were cold enough to at least do some initial damage, he wasted no more time before slipping into the boy's bed.

He grinned as he used his hands to hold his waist, some of his body weight pressing into Seamus' back to keep him in place as his cold toes started to rub playfully against his legs. "Hi there, mate."

[sea_leprechaun]

If he hadn't been lying down, he would have jumped. At the shock, both of having a body crawl soundlessly in behind him, and at the cold that pressed against his legs.

He couldn't jump, although he made a credible effort.

Failing that though, he made a noise sounding alarmingly like a squawk and tried to wrench away, kicking his legs in an attempt to escape the cold. "Jeez Harry!"

[_harry_p_]

Harry burst into a small fit of laughter at the very clear squawk he earned with his efforts. He kept his hands firmly in place, trying to keep Seamus from squirming too far away while locking one leg around the other boy's and using the other to flatten his cold foot against him once more.

"What?" he laughed, not even trying to make the question sound innocent. "I thought you wanted me to sleep here," he added, grinning madly to himself.

[sea_leprechaun]

"Ack!"

Trying a new tactic, Seamus arched his back towards Harry, pressing back against the other boy's chest and stomach and trying to curl his legs up to his chest to protect them.

He would have succeeded too, if Harry hadn't been blocking him with his other leg, and after a short astruggle, they ended up in a tangle, limbs knotted together and Seamus muttering dire fantasies full of dark deeds happening to Harry... likefrostbite of the toes.