15. Get off *seamus*

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TW: Light Sexual Harassment (not from him)
House: Slytherin
Year: 6
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Dean Thomas' POV: (trust me)

I watched him every day for years fawn over her, and don't get me wrong, she's the perfect girl for him, but she's a slytherin, so no.

And yes of course I have my love, Kellah, who Seamus so graciously set me up with, but I feel like I should have some say in my best friend's choice of girl. Anyone that isn't Slytherin. [Ily you guys. No hate I'm a slytherin. <3]

"Love! Seriously!" I got out of my daze to see a slightly furious girlfriend.

"Are you you even listening?" I froze. What did she say?...

"Uh- yeah.." she raised her eyebrows.

"Really? What did I ask then?" I searched her eyes for an answer as she crossed her arms. Not today. Of all days.

"Umm.. you wanted an opinion on.. your- d-dress.. yup! That was it."
She shook her head and smacked me upside the head.

"Bloody hell, woman!" I exclaimed holding my head. It didn't hurt that bad, but still.

"I said, stop trying to control you best friend's life, and let him live it. You'll never get anywhere trying to fix other people's problems." She sat down and rubbed my back as I lay my head in my hands.

"Go. Tell him it's ok and encourage him. If he never makes mistakes he'll never learn." She pushed me out the door.

I sauntered over to our dorm. I knocked on the door.

"Mate? Seamus, you in there?" I heard some shuffling. Then the door swung open, to a sleep deprived Irish boy.

"Mhmm.. " he hummed. I was a little terrified.

"How long has it been since you slept? Do you just fake asleep when we all fall asleep? Why?"  He flopped on his bed.

" a week, and 2 days, 3 hours, and..." he checked the grandfather's clock in our room. "..anddd 2 mins. As for the second question, yes. The last... I don't know why... I just- never mind." I saw his hesitation and wondered if Kellah was right.

"Go on mate." I encouraged.

Seamus' POV:

It's nice to see when your mate actually cares, but I couldn't tell him the real reason. He was like Harry in that regard, hated Slytherin's at all cost. Which is understandable, given, you know, Blaise Zambini, Theo Nott, and of course the ferret.

"Oh, it's nothing.. I'm probably just stressed is all." He quirked an eyebrow, uncertain. I had to convince him.

"Really, mate. I'm just... you know, scared of.. the future." It was true.

My future with her.

He sighed. "Mate, take a nap. Seriously. I'll leave. Just sleep."

I groaned knowing i wasn't going to be able to fall asleep. As he walked towards the door he turned.

"And Finnegan?" I furrowed my eyebrows. Finnegan?

"mhmm.." I mumbled making me sound like I was asleep.

"If you love her, go get her." And with that he left.
As soon as i hit the pillow i had the best sleep i had in months. No dreams. Just pure recharge.

Y/n's POV:(covering everybody lol)

You had had a horrible week. First, you had flunked your potions essay.
Next, you had gotten a rotten response from your friend's when they accidentally caught you staring at Seamus Finnegan. On top of that, they had called a meeting with all the 6,7, and 8th year Slytherin's, so now they all knew. Some friends...

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