Wow if there's one thing I cannot keep is a schedule, that and a boyfriend _;
I was representin' in NYC so I didn't have time to type this up before now
HERE IS CHAPTER 20
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Harry wandered back to the dorm for the second time that night. He marched straight past Seamus and Dean and went to the room. He stripped off and climbed into bed, content. Draco felt like a drug to him now, a centre point in his life, a common denominator. He supposed that, really, it had always been this way he. Everything always had to have a connection to him. He's heard Hermione tell Ron that she thought he had an unhealthy obsession with the boy. His good mood was broken by Deans entry into the room. He was alone, much to Harrys surprise. He walked over to the vacant bed beside Harrys and sat down. "Harry, you awake?" Harry sighed and sat up. "Yes, thanks to you." Dean looked at his feet. "Sorry, I wanted to apologise for earlier. I know me and Seamus can get a bit boisterous at times. He was supposed to come with me but he's passed out on the couch, I'll be damned if he thinks I'm dragging his sorry arse upstairs again" Dean laughed a little, Harry smiled, he's forgotten how Dean was on his own. "But seriously dude, I'm sorry for earlier, you seemed right upset. We took it too far. I know you don't like it when we tease you like that. I'll make sure it doesn't ever happen again. I hate it when I get like that too but Seamus has a habit of bringing out the worst in people" Harry smiled. "It's okay Dean, I was feeling a little lonely earlier, I'm all better now though" Dean smiled nervously. "Me and Seamus got to talk to you about something else too. But, uh, I think that's something that has to be done sober" He smiled at Harry and walked over to his bed to get changed. Harry shrugged and forced himself to sleep. Herm and Ron were going to be back tomorrow too. He was completely content.
Waking up to a shirtless Dean Thomas sitting at the end of his bed was more than a little confusing for Harry, even more so when he seen Seamus standing behind him leaning on the bed posts. He looked slowly between them. "Can I help you ladies?" He said, sitting up, smiling nervously.
"Harry, we have to talk" Seamus said abruptly in an uncharacteristically serious tone. "What about?" Harry replied staring at Dean, who was staring at the floor, deliberately avoiding eye-contact. This made him nervous, but he didn't know why.
Dean looked up at Harry. "We need to talk about your relationship with Draco Malfoy"
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Aww shit ;)
wow this is tiny D= less than 500 words long. I'll try my hardest to have the next chapter up today or tomorrow.
I hope you like it ^-^ again, I'm unsure about it but if I change it it'll probably get worse _
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