The Boy Who Lived sat quietly on the couch in the Gryffindor common room staring at the fire. "She snogged me... she snogged ME!" Harry excitedly whispered trying to make it so no one would hear. But since he had been wrapped up in the fact that the girl of his dreams had just snogged him, he had said it a bit too loud so that everyone five feet away from him had heard. He was completely oblivious to this fact seeing as how he was lost in his own little Ginny-obsessed world.
Now, normally Dean Thomas was a nice boy, but when another guy messed with HIS chick that was it. The nice front came off and Dean turned into the black boy he was. Dean took a seat next to Harry on the couch and he too stared into the fire. "Yeah..." Dean began, breaking the silence and snapping Harry back to reality, "Ginny probably only snogged you because she had to get rid of the snog and she couldn't find me." He said not taking his eyes off the fire.
'Yeah,' Harry said politely (A/N: he's such a nice kid), 'But she did snog ME... not you.' Harry pointed out.
"Yes, well, she's dating ME if you remembered." Dean pointed out.
"For now..." Harry mumbled.
"What did you say Potter?" Dean glared at the poor, helpless soul sitting next to him.
"Nothing, nothing at all..." Harry said. Dean had always been nice to him; Harry saw no need to start a fight.
"That's what I thought. So, yeah, I just wanted to say congratulations about snogging my girl but don't expect it to happen to often. She's mine, not yours. Sorry mate."
Dean stood up and turned to leave. Something snapped inside Harry. He was furious; angry beyond belief. Screw the fact that they were pretty good friends, this was Ginny he was talking about... Ginny, the girl he loved so dearly...
"WE'LL SEE HOW LONG SHE WANTS TO BE YOURS!" Harry called after him, "DID YOU SEE HOW MUCH SHE ENJOYED THAT SNOG WITH ME? SHE SURE SEEMED LIKE SHE WAS ENJOYING IT!"
"What, what did you say? Say that again." Dean said slowly turning back to face Harry.
"Normally I would but I'm afraid it might overload you're little pea brain mind!" Harry smirked slowly.
"Take... that... back!"
"Bite me!" Harry spat.
The whole common room gasped, was this Harry? Harry Potter, the nice, cute, innocent, Boy Who Lived? Certainly not, it must be an imposter! Anyone have the antidote for the polyjuice potion on hand? No? Shucks.
Without think Dean dived on top of Harry and began punching him - fist of fury that one has. However, Harry did know a thing or two about fighting himself; who knew all those miserable summers with Dudley would pay off? Harry stuck his leg up and right in between Dean's legs. Dean gasped and fell to the floor next to Harry.
"Mate... low blow." Dean squeaked.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" Harry smiled; he felt he had won the right to Ginny and he was quite pleased with himself. He turned to go find Ron so he could try to explain everything that had happened in the past 3 chapters but as he turned around to leave, Dean pounced on Harry. Harry fell flat on his stomach, his chin hitting the hard floor, and him tasting the grotesque metallic flavor of blood.
Dean was vicious, Ginny was HIS. And no 'Boy Who Lived' or 'Chosen One' was going to change that. He started to beat Harry up in a flurry of kicks and punches with Harry blocking about half and dodging the others.
'What am I going to do? What am I going to do!' Harry thought in between dodging punches and throwing his own. 'I like Ginny and all – psh. Okay, that's an understatement but whatever - but if this is what her boyfriend does then I don't even want to THINK of what Ron and the rest of her brothers will do to me!'
Dean, however, had just one thought on his mind 'Must kill Harry...'
Harry jumped to the side; it looked like the two of them were doing some random, odd, painful dance. Wherever they went, the crowd of people in the common room shifted. 'Okay... this is way more trouble then I had expected. Why couldn't Ginny have just snogged Dean and not me, not that I mind or- Shoot! I've got to get rid of the snog.' Harry thought.
During all of this, Dean had once again managed to pin Harry to the floor. Harry pulled Dean's ankle with his foot, forcing them to switch places. Harry looked as if he was about to punch Dean hard enough to break his nose. Instead, he bent down and snogged Dean for about 7 seconds and then proceeded to spit for the next few minutes. Dean laid on the ground, shocked and very much appalled at what had happened.
"That's an... um... odd way to fight." Neville said to no one in particular. Seamus silently nodded in agreement, bewildered by his two roommate's behaviors.
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Fred sat in his chair, for at least one second before he started laughing so hard that he rolled off of it. "I don't think I'll ever be able to look at Harry in the same way again!"
"That's definitely enough to make fun of him for next summer!" George said brightly.
"Yeah... but Ginny must be crushed." Fred said coming somewhat to his senses.
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Just then, Harry remembered. "Shit..." he said, "Ginny!" Harry got off of a stunned Dean and ran out of the common room to find his beloved. As he left, he couldn't help but think how nice and kind Dean was to protect his girlfriend like that.
"Ginnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnny! Where art thou?"
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George sighed, "Fred, it's only lunch at Hogwarts and look at all the damage we've caused! I mean, think about what the poor ickle firsties must be thinking about this whole fiasco? Random sixth and fifth years running around like mad!"
Fred called his and on George's shoulder, "We did good bro... we did good."
George smirked, got up and went to get a good ol' glass of Firewhisky.
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A/N: this seems a lot more random now that I'm rereading it, but whatever, I want to see what people think. Review please!