Chapter 16-Apology
Harry thought a lot about what Hermione had said. Of course, she was right. Hermione was always right. He thought about it as he fell asleep, and he even dreamed about it. He woke up thoroughly creeped out. He reached a decision. He would follow Hermione's advice, though, Harry was still having a hard time coming with a tactful way of saying he was sorry.
By the end of the week, Harry had come up with a plan. The next day was Saturday, so Harry decided to talk to him then.
The next morning, when Harry woke up, Dean was already downstairs. So Harry put his clothes on, and quickly headed downstairs, only to find that Dean had already left. He impatiently waited outside Hermione's portrait before the two of them finally headed towards the Great Hall.
By that point, Dean had finished breakfast.
Harry sighed. "This is getting really annoying."
Hermione looked at him, confused. "What is, Harry?"
"Dean always manages to stay one step ahead of me. I can't talk to him, if I can't even find him."
"Poor Harry. Why don't you eat something? I heard Parvati telling Lavender about a snowball fight that she was going to have today with Dean, Seamus, and Padma. You can go look for him outside, then meet me in my room to tell me what happened. But before you can take one bite, I have to ask you another question."
Harry nodded, grinning. He thought it was funny how Hermione had to ask him for answers.
"You didn't tell Ron I thought he was dashing, did you?"
"Hermione, I know this isn't what you want to hear, but it is better for me to tell the truth than lie to you. Yes, I told Ron, but he simply gave me a rather arrogant reply, and so we haven't discussed it much since then."
"Really?"
"Yes. He told me that he 'already knew that'"
Hermione just laughed. "Let's eat some breakfast."
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"Dean!"
The person in question whipped his head around, only to see the one person he wanted to see the least: Harry Potter.
"Hey," he shouted back weakly. Padma looked concerned.
"Are you okay Dean?"
He flashed her a smile. "I'm fine, Padma, promise."
Harry was running towards them, so Dean quickly called a time out.
"Hey Dean, can I talk to you for a second? I'll make it quick so you can get back to your snowball fight."
Dean shrugged. "Okay."
Harry wanted to leave, so no one would have to witness this embarrassing moment, but Dean stood firmly rooted on the ground. So Harry took a deep breath and began.
"Well, I just wanted to apologize for what happened when Ron and I finally made up with Hermione. It is all my fault that the two of you ever split up, and I should not have taken advantage of Hermione's ecstatic mood like. So, I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry, and I hope you'll forgive me."
Harry looked everywhere but at the four people watching him, waiting for Dean's response.
"No problem, Harry. But thanks, I appreciate that."
It looked like it was hard for Dean to do that.
"Well, then I'll just be going now. Have fun."
Then Harry turned around and walked back to the castle. Padma looked admirably upon the situation.
"Dean, I think that is the most wonderful thing I've ever seen. I'm so glad you forgave him."
In a moment of confidence, Padma flung her arms around Dean, enveloping him in a hug. A hug which Dean returned gladly.
"Thank you, Padma."
End Chapter 16
Yeah, I know no Harry/Hermione fluff. It's more Dean/Padma fluff (if anything), but I'm really losing sight of this story. I'm running out of ideas, and fast, so there will probably only be one or two more chapters. Sorry guys!
Keep those reviews coming!! I get high off those things!
~Herbie
