Painful Realizations (Deamus)

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So I think I'm just gonna continue the story regardless of future requests and opinions bc I really like the idea of telling you guys what happens...I changed the title as well because I don't think Deamus One Shot will fit the story I'm going to write. Anyways just a warning to non Potter heads this is very gay and I'm not going to apologise for writing what was going to be canon but would have "taken too much attention away from Hermione at the Yule Ball". Also it's going to seem rather anti Deamus for like the first few chapters bc...well you read the first chapter hun...but enjoy and I love all you strange and unusual humans 💞
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Dean was rather dumbfounded.
Seamus, his best mate, hadn't uttered a complete sentence to him for almost a week.

And Dean's attempts at conversation with Seamus had ended with Seamus refusing to answer Dean's inquires and focusing rather hard on his shoes or the nearest piece of parchment.

It filled Dean with concern for his best mate of seven years. But he couldn't help to feel as if there was something more to Seamus's coldness to him recently then he seemed to let on.

But then again everyone seemed to act less warm around him than usual.

Ginny especially.

After nearly shagging her someone had walked in on them, gasped, dropped toast and disappeared without either one of them making out the intruder.

But that was not what Ginny was cross with Dean about. It was the fact that they didn't end up shagging at all because of how taken aback Dean was at the intrusion. Dean did like Ginny, a lot. But just as they were nearing actually loosing their virginity, Dean had had second thoughts.

He was attracted to her, he was. But not really. Nearly shagging her had not excited him at all. Ginny was a great girlfriend but Dean wanted something more. He just didn't feel a spark. He didn't love her. He was almost relieved at the intrusion if not for the fact that he knew nothing of who they were or how they had found him and Ginny.

No one knew about his hiding place. No one.

Well except for Seamus, of course. They had found the classroom together after all.

But Seamus never could've found them in there that early could he? He was never an early riser. In fact Dean was planning to go back to their dormitory to wake Seamus up after he and Ginny had......finished.

No, no. Seamus hadn't walked in on them. He just couldn't have. Besides he was Seamus; if he had seen them he would have said something.

Feeling resolved Dean waved his long fingered hand in front of Seamus wide, ocean blue eyes. Seamus blinked, he'd spaced out again.

His expression when he turned to stare at Dean made him chuckle.

"Oi Mate, he blurted out, "you look like you just saw me shag a Greengrass sister."

Seamus scoffed, looking almost infuriated, not at all irritated like usual.

"You might as well have, he spewed out, glaring at Dean, "I mean you already took Ginny Weasley's virginity, I reckon poor Astoria is next."

Dean visibly recoiled. Seamus knew. He knew.

Not quite the entire story, but he knew.

"Seamus, how did you....?"

Seamus just shook his head looking as though he wasn't quite sure who to be more angry with; himself or Dean.

"You should lock the door when you're enjoying yourself." Seamus said coldly.

Dean thawed quickly from his frozen state.

"Wait, he said, grabbing Seamus's robes to keep him from rushing away, "why do you even care about my shagging life anyway?"

Seamus blushed furiously before mumbling, "You'd hate me if I told you, you'd never come near me again."

Dean grabbed Seamus's shoulder, forcing the brunette to look at him.

"Try me."

Seamus looked distracted for a moment and his eyes seemed to darken with something. His now dark blue pools dipped slightly down, fast and uncertain. For a moment Dean was not quite sure what Seamus was looking at so quickly, nearly unnoticeably.

"I..., Seamus started, his eyes everywhere but Dean,"I...I...........I can't....I gotta go."

And with that Seamus wrestled out of Dean's grip, dashing out of the library where Dean had found him.

Feeling uneasy, Dean followed Seamus at a distance.

His best mate's retreating back led Dean to......the abandoned classroom?

Having enough, Dean grabbed the collar of Seamus's robes just as he was opening the door and pulled a squeaking Seamus into the classroom with him.

"What is wrong?, Dean nearly shouted at the shaking brunette before him,"you've been avoiding me, you won't tell me why you didn't sat anything when you walked in on me and Ginny, and frankly I don't understand why at all."

"You want an explanation?" Seamus mumbled so low Dean had to strain his ears to hear, even in the ringingly silent classroom.

Then everything happened rather fast. All at once Seamus's eyes clouded again and Dean was pulled forward by Seamus, who had yanked his tie.

Then, as if the situation couldn't get more confusing, Dean felt Seamus's warm, slightly chapped lips against his.

Against what was surely his own will, Dean kissed back. It wasn't just meaningless snogging, it was passionate, tender, and hungry all the same.

Their lips moved together in perfect sync, perfect harmony. Snogging Seamus was nothing like snogging Ginny. She was less passionate, sloppy, and her mouth was always too wet, her lips always too dry. This, this was what Dean preferred. Feeling a rush of courage, Dean ran his tongue across Seamus's bottom lip.

Seamus released a small moan that sounded like the most beautiful piece a symphony could orchestrate. Dean smiled against Seamus's surely newly bruised lips, but just as Dean prepared to explore Seamus's mouth more effectively with his tongue, Seamus pulled away.

Everything was cold now and his lips were too dry again. He almost whimpered at the loss of Seamus's delicious lips, almost.

"There's you're fucking explanation." There was so much bitterness in his tone that Dean thought that Seamus hadn't enjoyed their surprise snogging session.

Dean could only stare as Seamus ran, for the second time that day, away from him, shedding tears all the way.