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Author's Note: Please. I am begging you. Do not meet up with strangers from the internet without telling someone where you will be. This turned out well for Dean, but it really could have gone the other way!

Submitting Info:
Stacked with: Hogwarts (Term 15); MC4A (Year 4)
Individual Challenges: n/a
House: Slytherin
Assignment No.: Term 15 – Assignment 03
Subject (Task No.): Photography (Task#2: Write about someone doing something dangerous.)
Other Hogwarts Challenges: Fantastic Beasts [146]("Bite me"); 365 Prompts [98](Dean/Seamus); Auction [9.4] (Dean Thomas)
Other MC4A Challenges: SuB [1C](Vacation); Ship (Boom Boys)[2B (Blind Date)]; Chim [Dextrin] (Sweater/Jumper); Garden [Bed Types](Hotel/Inn); Fire [x1](Minimalist)
Representation(s): Dean Thomas/Seamus Finnegan
Primary & Secondary Bonus Challenges: n/a
Tertiary & Generic Bonus Challenges: TY (Avasa)
Word Count: 450 words

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Meeting Mr. Big Boom
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Dean was nervous about doing this no matter the testimonials on the site for the dating app. Now that he was at the inn that was three towns over from the city where he lived, he was also starting to doubt the wisdom of not telling anyone that he was meeting up with a guy he had met through the internet and had never so much as exchange a picture with. At the very least, he should have told his flatmate Seamus where he was going and what he would be doing instead of lying and saying that he was going to be spending the weekend at his parents.

He had been talking to MrBigBoom69 for a month now. They seemed compatible when chatting through the private messaging system of the dating app. It had been Dean's idea to meet up and to do it so far away from the city they both lived in. He really shouldn't be so nervous about this.

MrBigBoom69 was probably a serial killer.

Dean was going to die horrifically while trying to find love or at least lust.

He might even deserve just a bit for having been so momentously stupid.

Why didn't he just tell Seamus where he was going? Why didn't he just text Seamus now?

He pulled out his phone to do just that when he received a notification from the dating app. Opening it up, he saw that he had a message from MrBigBoom69. He had checked in at the inn and was on his way down to the bar. He would be wearing a yellow jumper with a matching feather boa.

Dean proceeded to panic even more than he had already been doing. In a last ditch effort to avoid his messy demise, he got up from his table and headed towards the door. He had almost escaped when he ran into someone… who was wearing a banana yellow jumper with a matching feather boa. Dean felt his mouth go dry as he dragged his gaze up away from the blinding color.

"Dean?" Seamus asked, sounding shocked. "What are you doing here?"

"Mr. Big Boom?" Dean returned with equal surprise. His gaze dropped back to the heinous jumper. "Isn't that the jumper I spilled paint on last week?"

"Yes, but how do you know—" Seamus cut off his question. "You're PaintbyLions. Of course you are." His brow furrowed as he frowned and looked around. "But then why are you leaving?"

"I, I, I needed to use the bathroom," Dean said, using the first lie that came to mind. Seamus' frown turned into a grin.

"You thought I was a serial killer, didn't ya?"

"Oh, bite me."

"With pleasure."