Who's Dean Thomas?
Ok, you hippogriph humping has -beens. You pixie prancing prats. Who am I? I am Dean-fcking- Thomas! You know, the other Gryffindor? Aholes. How could you forget me!
Oh. I know what you're thinking. 'Well it's not like you show up in the books a lot! How can we remember someone we seldom see!' strangles the air That's not an excuse! What about Seamus? How many times is he in the book? And just who the Chocolate Frog is Blaise Zambini anyway? I've certainly never met him! Why does he keep popping up everywhere?
Sigh. I guess my problems aren't entirely about how people can barely remember my name (though, if one more person calls me Dane I'm busting a cap in their arse!) It's also the fact that they don't consider my feelings! How many times have I been in love with Harry only for it to just so happen that he's in love with just about anyone, and everyone in the castle except me! I'm a boy toy for all those crazy authors out their desperate for a sub-plot!
LOOK AT ME! I'M DEAN-BLOODY THOMAS!
Dam J.K. Rowling for making me an unimportant character. I mean, look at Neville! Even he gets a couple of pages dedicated to him.
So. Since J.K.R. Can't get up and write something about me. I'll do it myself. Dean Thomas meet world. World meet Dean Thomas!
A/N: Hee Hee! How was that? This is what happens when you do nothing but write for like, (God! I hate that word!) hours and forget to eat. And the only thing in your system is a gallon of caffeine! Whee! giggles I got this idea when I looked though the character list of HP and saw Blaise Zambini was their but not Dean! I will continue this story. Deans' my favorite character! He reminds me of me! Sorta. Anyway, this chapter is short but the next won't be. Really!
By the way:
seldom. Hee Hee! I don't know why but I thought this was really funny. I spend too much time by myself. O.o;
no. this isn't misspelled! I'm just not putting swearing in this fic.
R/R plz! I need someone to talk to! My stuffed lobster only speaks Portuguese!