Authors Notes: Hey guys XD I thought I'd have a go at writing a Deamus fanfic. Please let me know what you think – I'm going to continue it anyway. I own nothing and no one. Please review XD

Chapter 1

Dean Thomas

After the battle of Hogwarts, those of us who were in our seventh year had to repeat it. I was fine with that. I loved Hogwarts

It was our forth week back and everyone was still, yes still, buzzing with excitement all because of what happened the year before. But I couldn't blame them, I mean we kicked arse. Harry must have been relieved. No one was out to get him, he saved the people he cared about, he had avenged his parent and those affected by Voldemort. Just generally a huge weight taken off his shoulders. All was good. Whoop whoop!

Anyway, so we had all been back for four weeks, and we'd all gotten back into the swing of things. Professor McGonagall was now the head teacher and we had a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Howard. This one we all knew was a good guy, right from the beginning. The school felt like Home again.

It was after dinner and I was walking back to the Gryffindor common room. Normally, I walked there with Seamus, but he left a little early. So, I was walking by myself. I was almost at the stairs, when I fell; face first, to the floor. I tried to get back up, but someone kicked me right in the middle of my back. With that kick I fell onto my stomach and skidded right into the bottom of the stairs. I managed to stand up this time. My back killed so much. I only had to turn around and look straight ahead to see who it was. Crabbe and Goyle, the fucking twats. They were, of course, laughing.

"Oh piss off." I sighed.

They both looked at me and laughed harder.

"I said, PISS OFF, YOU SLYTHERINE TWATS!" I yelled.

They both stopped laughing and stared at me. I rolled up my sleeves and started to move towards them. Crabbe and Goyle ran away. Wusses. As soon as I was the only one around, I turned to the closest wall and kicked it. Ow.

"You alright?" I heard someone ask.

Turning around, I saw my Irish buddy Seamus. Seamus was my best friend. The greatest friend I could ever ask for.

"Define alright." I replied.

"Don't let them get to you. They're not worth it." Seamus told me.

"Yeah I know."

Both of us went quiet.

"Come with me." Seamus said smiling.

Before I could reply Seamus grabbed me by the wrist, and started dragging me...somewhere.

"Seamus, where the hell are we going and why?" I asked.

"Room of Requirement because I need to tell you something." Seamus replied.

"Can't you tell me here...or in the common room?"

"No. This is private."

I had no reply to that. He never got like this over something he had to tell me.

When Seamus finally stopped, we ended up in the corridor where the Room of Requirement usually appeared. A door formed on the wall opposite us, almost instantly. Seamus pushed me into the room and shut the door behind him. The last time I had been in this room was when we used it for DA. Then it was a huge room with a thing to practise spells on, now it the size of a living room with a fire place and a sofa. Strange... We both went over to and sat on the sofa.

"Ok, come on. Spill the beans." I said.

"God, someone's pushy." Seamus laughed.

"Well I just want to..."

I was cut off by the fact Seamus was kissing me. For a moment I was taken by surprise, but after a few seconds I closed my eyes and relaxed into it. The rest of the night went by in a blur. Well, it wasn't really a blur because I remembered what happened, but it happened really fast.

In the morning, when I woke up, it took me a few seconds before I remembered where I was and what had happened. I was lying in a bed in the Room of Requirement, with Seamus behind me with his arm around me. I felt strange...and my back killed. I just lay there for a couple of minutes, then sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I pulled my clothes on and carefully stood up.

"Morning." Seamus yawned.

"Er...hi." I said, not making eye contact.

I kept my back to him.

"Hey, what's up?" Seamus asked, his hand reaching for mine.

I flinched away. I caught sight of the expression on his face. It killed me.

"I'm sorry. I...I just don't like sudden changes. It'll take time for me to get used to this." I told him. "I'm sorry. You'll have to give me some time."

I left without another word, and headed for the Gryffindor common room.

When I got back to the common room, no one was up. I looked at the clock. It was four in the morning. Thank God it was Saturday. I crept into my dorm, careful not to wake Harry, Ron or Neville. I put my pyjamas on, and climbed into bed. I closed my eyes. I started to fall asleep when I remembered something. My eyes flew open.

"Shit!" I whispered.

How could I forget that Seamus was in here as well? Great. Just great. This was going to be so awkward.

Seamus just ignored me for days. Acted like I didn't exist.

"Dean. What's going on with you and Seamus?" Ron asked one day.

"A little spat. Nothing big."I replied quickly.

Luckily my lies are convincing. I shifted a little where I sat, and winced from the pain in my back.

"Dean, you need to get that checked. Before you really hurt yourself." Hermione told me.

"If I do will you stop going on about it?" I smiled.

"Yes."

"Fine then."

I stood up and went off to Madam Pomfrey. Madam Pomfrey said it was just a bruise, but I had to be careful not to damage it. Glad that was sorted out.

After a few days – on a Friday afternoon after class – I joined Harry and Ron in the dungeons while they practised a few potions. And Seamus was there. He didn't acknowledge me at all. We spent about an hour down there, the tree of them making potions.

"Wow Seamus! You haven't blown anything up!" Ron said amazed.

Seamus said nothing, and just stared at the cauldron, wooden spoon in hand.

"Seamus, are you alright?" Harry asked.

Seamus slammed the wooden spoon down onto the work top and stormed out. I followed him. I looked everywhere but couldn't find Seamus. Then I thought of the only place I hadn't checked. The Room of Requirement. I walked down the hallways until I reached the blank wall. I thought about finding Seamus, and then the door appeared. I went in.