Jealousy
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He wasn't a jealous person. Not as jealous as some people he knew, anyway.
He wasn't afraid of the "big, green monster" he'd been warned about all his life by his Muggle parents. He'd never actually had a reason to fear it.
Then his sixth year had come around. He'd found Ginny Weasley. From her red hair, to her fiery temper and wit, she was all he could ever want in a girl. In an ideal world.
Unfortunately, he didn't live in an ideal world. If he did, there wouldn't be any guys like Harry Potter to steal said perfect woman away from him.
Harry was a nice enough guy. Good friend, brilliant Quidditch player.
But Dean Thomas would never forget that it had been Harry Potter who had introduced him to his first real dose of jealousy.
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