forever with him (deamus)

room of requirement

over the course of the day seamus barely talked to dean so after all his classes instead of going to the common room like usual he went to the library instead. he had been sitting at a table staring at an open book when someone sat across from him. he shot his head up excitedly but his face fell when he saw who it was.
"oh hey ginny"
"expecting someone else"
"yeah kind of"
"let me guess.. seamus"
"yeah"
"what's up with you guys"
"i don't know, he won't tell me what's wrong.... i think you were right"
"what"
"you were right"
"about what"
"about me, how i feel about him"
"really"
"yeah"
"about time you figured it out" and for the first time that day dean laughed, and then ginny did too. suddenly a thud came from behind him, dean turned around and saw seamus's back leaving the library.
"seamus" dean exclaimed jumping up. seamus ignored him and left the room.
"sorry gin i-"
"i know, go" ginny said, dean shot her a smile and ran out after seamus.
"hey shay what's wrong" dean said grabbing him by the shoulder and turning him around. seamus shrugged off his hand.
"nothing"
"then why are you ignoring me"
"i'm not"
"yes you are" dean said his voice raising.
"no i'm not" seamus shouted.
"then why aren't you talking to me" dean shouted back.
"why don't you go talk to ginny" seamus seethed.
"what"
"it's whatever i don't care that you like her
that i what"
"i know okay it hurts that you didn't trust me enough to tell me"
"i don't like ginny" dean exploded
"i saw how you were looking at that drawing you made, like you were falling in love with her through the pages"
"i wasn't drawing her"
"i saw the drawing i-"
"well then you saw the wrong one, here" dean whipped his bag around and pulled out his sketchbook.
"this is the drawing" he said thrusting his book at him.
"geez seamus you're so stupid" dean frantically wiped his eyes and stormed off down the corridor. seamus wasn't sure if he could deal with another heartbreak today he slammed the book shut and stormed off the other way. he wasn't sure where to go considering dean had probably gone back to the common room he was storming down the corridor  wondering where to go when a door appeared. considering he had no where better to go he opened it. it was a simple room with a couch and a fireplace, better than anything else he could get right now. he walked in and sat on the couch. he placed the sketchbook on a table he hadn't noticed before and started crying. once he started he couldn't stop. after what felt like forever he couldn't cry anymore, he looked up on the table and saw pumpkin pasties before giving it a second thought he ate one, then a few more. he looked around the room again and saw a pillow, blanket, and pjs. sleep sounded really good to him right now. he quickly changed and when he looked back the couch was gone and in its place was a bed. this place is sick seamus though before drifting off to sleep.