Hi! This is my first story. It has no swearing (unless you count "Merlin's pants" or "Bloody hell" in the next chapter) and no inappropriate actions apart from kissing. So… Enjoy! Or don't, it you don't like Deamus.
"Erm… Ginny? Can you come here a moment?" Dean asked, as her sidled over to his ex-girlfriend. Ginny raised her eyebrows but allowed herself to be led over to the corner of the common room. She glanced up at him expectantly.
"Um… So you know when we were dating, I-" Ginny cut him off.
"Wait." The command was sharp and bossy, and hard to not follow. Like Ginny herself. Her flaming red hair, as fiery as her temper. Her piercing glare, as sharp as knives. She was beautiful. Her soft lips… The lips her had kissed, several times, without passion. He looked at her slim figure, darting around the room, searching for something. The figure of the person he had dated. That he had kissed and hugged, laughed and argued with. But he had never loved her.
Ginny returned with Harry.
"He should know," she insisted. Dean didn't argue.
"So… Ginny, I never had a crush on you. I never like you, not romantically. I…" he faltered as he saw Harry's intense look of surprise. He glanced at Seamus, who was talking with Ron. Ginny raised her eyebrows at him, again. She seemed to know what he was about to say. Her encouraging look gave him the courage to continue.
"I-I have a crush Seamus," he whispered.
"Well," Ginny began, "It's about-"
"Time." Hermione finished for her. "We've known for-"
"Years." This time Ginny finished, smirking at her best friend. Hermione grinned back. They high-fived and ran off.
"That was dramatic," Harry smiled at Dean, "Now go ask him out!" He pushed him toward Seamus. "Do it