A/N: This is by far to be the most intricate Resentment chapter. It is written in Soliloquy/Monologue form (with stage directions initalics for Ginny and Dean). This one is a 'what-if' form taking inspiration from the idea of Rowling giving the information on her website involving Dean's real past. This takes place in the beginning of his 6th year (Ginny's 5th; and they're still dating here…) under the assumption that he's found out as Rowling intend him to do originally. Without any further ado… here's the next chapter.

Chapter 8- Dean's Discovery

Sixth year boys dormitory is empty and silent. The window near one bed is open and a cool breeze flows in, only shown by slightly moving drapes. Suddenly Dean enters; throwing the door open and slamming it shut with an equal amount of vigor. He's whispering to himself. They killed him…. They… they murdered him… Soon there is a pounding at the door and Ginny's voice can be heard from outside, begging Dean to let her in. THEY KILLED HIM!

Dean leans up against the window sill, pounds his hands on the stone and turns around sinking to the ground as Ginny finally enters, her wand in hand. I'm sorry… I ruined our night. Dean gives a forced smile that fades quickly as he looks back down. They killed him. Ginny kneels down in front of Dean, her hands on his, but doesn't say a word. She just listens with a concerned expression. I wonder if they knew… I wonder if they cared. Mum was left… I was left…. They killed him! They probably didn't give it a second thought.

Why? I mean why would they? Why him? What did he do? They obviously didn't need a reason, I guess… they killed others… but why? Why Ginny? I never even knew him. Mum thought he'd abandoned us. Mum was broken… they broke her! They didn't care! They didn't care what kind of person he was!

Dean stands and starts to pace as Ginny continues to kneel and look up at him. We should have never been… we shouldn't have spied. Why didn't McGonagall tell me before? Why didn't she let me know? Don't I have the right to know? I'm his son! I was his only son, no thanks to those bloody God-forsaken bastards! Why couldn't I know? I'm sixteen! Did they think I couldn't handle it? I'M SIXTEEN FOR MERLIN SAKE! I'm not five. All these years I've been able to handle the idea of my father leaving my mum and I…. why not the fact that he couldn't come back even if he wanted to?! Why not?!

We should have never been in the teacher's lounge. We should have never cared about what they were telling Harry. Who gives a sickle about him anyhow? Dean stops and shakes his head. I didn't mean that… I didn't… I'm sorry Ginny, I know he's your brother's friend, but how is it that he gets to be in on every damn thing that goes on around here and I've been left out in the dark for the last sixteen years of my life?!

Why? Dean stops and looks pensively out the window. Mum never hid any of it from me. She used to show me pictures of him. Big guy. Would have been really good at football, I'm sure. I used to pretend that he got some big contract going pro and that's why…. That's why he didn't come home. Then sometimes I thought that maybe he didn't want me. In the pictures him and Mum seemed so happy. I thought, sometimes, he looked the same at me. But then I'd remind myself how hard kids can be. Mum and Dad—my step dad—have small kids still… they're loud… and don't help out. I thought that's why he left. I was certain of it. He didn't want me.

I wonder if Mum knew. I wonder if she just never told me the truth. No… no, if she knew she wouldn't have said he left. Maybe another lie, but no. I used to cry to her… tell her I'd be better so that Dad—my step dad—wouldn't leave too. Every time I got in trouble. She would hug me and tell me that wasn't it. She hated to see me cry, I could tell. No, she would have told me.

Dean sits on his bed. Ginny slowly stands and goes to sit next to Dean, scratching his back lightly, and looking down at him as he places his face in his hands. Dean continues with a softened tone. I can't believe it. It seems so surreal; like I'm dreaming. Everything I knew was wrong. I'm not Muggle-born, you know. Not if he was a wizard. Then again, neither is Harry… at least he knew about his parents when he came. Do you know how many time's I've been called a Mudblood? Not that I care. It would have been nice to know, though; to be able to tell Malfoy he was full of it. To tell him I had someone just as capable as his own dad.

I wonder if Malfoy was involved. Dean scoffs Probably was. Why wouldn't he have been? Dean stands determined. I can tell you one thing. I'm not just going to sit here and do nothing. I'm not just going to be another drone of a student walking from class to class thinking You-Know-Who doesn't have anything to do with me. Not anymore. Looking at Ginny in the eyes. I'm in.

A/N: Okay, there's my idea of Dean's reaction. The 'I'm in' statement is more of a determined helping of Harry and everything that's been going on with Voldermort. I think it was the only way to really end it all. I have in my head the idea of him overhearing the information and such and how they ended up in the teacher's lounge when it was being discussed, and I'm now considering writting a whole story from Dean's POV... I don't know if I'm that talented. It was suprisingly difficult for me to get into his mindset. If you liked this... please review! Let me know what I can work on, or drop some ideas.

Thank you:

Mell Minamoto: We'll see about the Lily and James scenarios... I don't know exactly what I'd do with that one, unless I were to write them as already dead... or Lily trying to hide Harry, which would be akward, because she probably wouldn't be talking in that case... so I'll think on those, still. You should write some of these yourself ;)

Katkit: Thanks

Fast-talking Johnny: Heck yeah with Peter. I thought it would be good to have that random thinking of Peter in there. Jumping from person to person, thinking of what they had done wrong, but thinking they were his only salvation the next. I'm glad you liked it.

Evan M: Here you go... another update ;) This series is probably the most depressing thing I write. I tend to add comedy into my writing as well, even the drama, but this is definitely pure angst. Thanks for reviewing and I hope you like this chapter.