Dean's real father has disappeared when Dean was very small. Dean couldn't remember his real father, but in his family there was always a suspicion that his real father was a wizard. People just don't disappear. Sometimes Dean would imagine his Father fighting Death Eaters, to protect his family. He imagined him strong, and courageous. Or sometimes he would imagine his father as a spy from far away country. And it would be James Bond all over again. He wished to write a book one day, about his Father, so he'll let everyone know how he imaged him. But if it was the Death Eaters that killed his Father, he didn't wanted to go down the same road.

So Dean lay awake in his bed, not wanting to get up. Just thinking. The sun shone through the curtains. It would be a nice day today. Slowly his thoughts shifted to Ginny. But he tried to keep away from that part of his mind. He was never part of Ginny's life, but she was part of his. He admired Ginny's courage, and her experience. She has seen Voldemort, just when she was twelve. She had a big family. They weren't the richest. She had six brothers, and she was the youngest one. He admired her strength. He loved that her heart was soft. She was always nice, never causing anyone great pain. His heart told him, that she was a leader. And he knew that part of her that was a leader has awakened. She would make a good one. If what inside you, will always find a way to breach through thick walls to come out into the light of the world, then when will his love will find a way to show. He was tired of being cast aside, so it was time for him to act. But how?

He jumped out of his soft bed. It was already morning, and classes would start soon. So after he got dressed, it was Seamus' turn now. Seamus was a heavy sleeper, and most mornings it was up to Dean to wake him up.

"Dakeru Colee," he said, not bothering to keep quite. Everyone else apparently got up earlier then him. In his hand appeared a cup of cold water. No matter how many times Dean does this, he always enjoyed doing this over again. He poured a cup of cold water on Seamus' face, and watched with laughing eyes as Seamus jumped out of his bed. A few seconds later full awake, Seamus glared at Dean.

"Nope, nothing else worked," Dead said sarcastically.

"You just like to do this," Seamus was already dressing.

"So are you." Dead pointed out as though nothing happened. After Seamus wouldn't wake up after trying to shake him awake, a year ago, Dean got an excellent idea of pouring cold water on Seamus. Ever since, whoever woke up earlier got the chance to do it to the other one. That was their game.

"Hurry up, or we'll be late to potions," Dean said to Seamus smirking, as he heard the other one grunt.

"You don't even wanna be an Auror. I think it's cuz you just want to stare at your beloved Ginny," he teased Dean.

"Remember when you started the rumors that I was going out with her," Dean laughed.
"And everyone believed me. They were so desperate to hear Ginny finally got a boy friend. Ron was furious." Seamus laughed.

"You're the best," Dean luaghed as they set out to get their fast breakfast. Dean had to admit to himself, their friendship was quite weird. But yet they were best friends. Sometimes he would make fun of Seamus for his Irish accent, but Seamus would just make fun of Dean back, for Dean's British accent.

They were just walking around the corner, when somebody with flaming red hair ran out of the corner. Ginny's eyes went wide open, but too late, she already ran into Dean, and practically almost knocked him out. Her textbooks fell all over the stone floor, so did his. She quickly reached out to get her stuff, and Dean was just right there with her picking up his stuff and hers, making two separate piles for them. Seamus' left eyebrow went up. Ginny and Dean stood up, now facing each other. Dean handed Ginny her books.

"Thanks," Ginny smiled. Dean felt warm inside. "I mean sorry," Ginny apologized.

"It's all right."

"I was just getting my Potions homework…" Then she stopped and smiled. Ginny realized she didn't have to explain herself. It was already all right. They both looked at each other and smiled.

"Ginny, I wanted to ask you something," Dean said. Seamus' other eyebrow went up.

"Yes?"

"Well, would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me these weekends?" Seamus now was paying close attention. At last Dean got enough courage to ask her.

"Sorry, I'm already going with John," She said sadly, breaking the moment.

"I understand," were Dean's last words, as Ginny hurried off.

As Ginny rushed back into the tower, she had to give it a thought. She never noticed Dean, it was like they lived in separate worlds. But could it be, Dean liked her all that time. And it came back to her, all those times when Dean smiled at her, or was concerned if she wasn't happy. He was always so nice to her, never saying a rush word to her. And she never noticed that. It made Ginny angry with herself. What if I just hurt his feelings? She thought. But I had no choice. She looked back; she wanted to change this morning. She shouldn't have run like this. She should have watched it. And it just depressed her, and made her think of Tom, the way she didn't have choice of her actions. But now she was free. And she could only change the future.

Hope you've enjoyed it.

Another chapter. This time I didn't try to be British, becouse it's quite rediculous. I just can't wait to maybe turn this fic R... lol... but that will take some time. I guess that would be quite rediculous also, but we'll see.