Before I Knew
11. Best
"Be sure to write, ye hear?" Seamus asked clapping his hand on Dean's shoulder.
"For the thousandth time, I will," Dean said with a grin as he and Seamus passed through the barrier back into the Muggle world.
"Dean! Dean, over here!"
He turned at the sound of his name and saw his mother waving at him.
"Hey, come on, I want you to meet my mum," Dean said.
"Oh, no, ye don' have to – "
But Dean had grabbed his wrist and was pulling him along before Seamus could protest anymore.
"Mum, meet my best friend Seamus Finnigan," Dean proclaimed when he reached her.
Mrs. Thomas was a kind-looking woman with Dean's toffee brown eyes. Her brown hair was curly and she smiled warmly at Seamus as she shook his hand.
"Pleasure to put a face to the name, he talked about you constantly during winter holidays," she said, winking at her son. Dean pursed his lips and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Did he now?" Seamus asked with a grin. "Good to know it's mutual, then."
The boys started laughing and Mrs. Thomas smiled at the sight.
"Right, well, better go find me mam," Seamus said. "Nice to meet ye, Mrs. Thomas."
Dean darted forward and quickly hugged Seamus, then let him go. He walked with his mom out to the parking lot, a huge smile on his face.
"Did you have a good year, then?" his mom asked.
"The best," Dean replied. "Can't wait till summer's over."