Opposing Sides ⇝ 2

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A/N: As you listen to the lyrics, you can read the parts of the story that are not italicized so you can imagine what they're doing. That'll make it easier to keep up with the reading while enjoying the song :)

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A Million Dreams

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     Ever since that day, Dean had been dreaming about you, day and night. There were so many things he wanted to do with you, so many things he wanted to build with you, and so many things he wanted to see with you.

     Even if you pulled away a little, you still found yourself coming back to him. You spoke a little during classes, a lot outside of classes, went to the Yule Ball together, went to Hogsmeade together multiple times, and generally spent a lot of time together.

     The more your Slytherin friends and Dean's Gryffindor friends saw of you two making each other ridiculously happy, the more they found that they wanted you together. They even began to mingle amongst each other, not getting at each other's throats as much as before, since you, a reserved, slightly cold Slytherin, warmed up so much to someone like Dean.

     Theodore and Mattheo even began to like Dean's presence. Nobody could hate him, as he was nothing but a warm light for everyone around him. Neville and Seamus began to interact with the other two Slytherins, finding that they actually had a lot of fun.

     Funny that you and Dean's unlikely relationship seemed to bring two sides together, blurring the line that had divided them for so long.

     One evening, 14-year-old Dean was reeling with happiness at the fun day he'd spent with you and your friends, along with his.

     Staring up at the ceiling, he sighed contentedly, before closing his eyes.

     "I close my eyes and I can see
the world that's waiting up for me
that I call my own."

     He imagined a sweet world sometime in the future where you and him were running through the ornately-decorated halls of a large house he'd gotten for the both of you. He imagined catching you and grabbing your sides, earning laughs and squeals from you.

     "Through the dark, through the door -
through where no one's been before.
But it feels like home."

     He sat up, hopping up from the bed to walk around the room.

     "They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy.
They can say, they can say I've lost my mind."

     He turned to walk out of his door, down the stairs to the common room, and out of the Gryffindor dormitories.

     "I don't care, I don't care, so call me crazy.
We can live in a world that we design."

     He went to your dormitory and knocked on the door, and someone opened it. It was you. He grabbed your hand and you followed him out to the courtyard.

     "'Cause every night I lie in bed,
the brightest colors fill my head.
A million dreams are keeping me awake~."

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