Nope I own nothing so shaddup~
It was a very normal day in the Gryffindor common room, Hermione was studying, Harry and Ron staring lovingly in each other's eyes, Seamus was staring at Dean with lust in his eyes, because he was in love with him. He was also thinking about other things, like drinking, Dean, drinking, drinking with Dean… that's when he realised something.
"Hey, Dean?" said Seamus. The BOY IN QUESTION looked up.
"Yeah, Seamus?"
"I just realised something about you."
"What?"
God, Dean's voice was like a choir of angels. Control yourself, Seamus, he thought.
"You look exactly like Michael Jackson. When he was a kid."
"I do? Hmmm…" Dean looked at himself in a mirror nearby, "I do, you're right."
"I like that," Seamus blurted before covering his mouth. To his surprise, Dean smirked at him.
"Oh, you do, do you?"
Seamus blushed as Dean stood up. He walked over to the couch and stood up on it, disturbing Harry and Ron's make out session in the process, and started singing,
"I WANNA ROCK WITH YOUUUUU ALLLLL NIIIIIGHT, DANCE YOU IN TO BED, SUUUUNLIIIIGHT! I WANNA ROCK WITH YOUUUUUU ALLL NIIIIGHT WE'RE GONNA ROCK THE NIIIGHT AWAYYYY!!!!!"
Then everyone in the common room started dancing cause they love that song, and Seamus got an erection. Dean seemed to notice.
"Oh Seamus, let's go share a thriller tonight." He said leading him into his bedroom.
"Okay." Said Seamus.
These are facts.