The Forest of Dean

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Bonjour!

Hey! :D How are you?

I’m good. You? :)

Pretty good. Stressing out about school, already. We have seating auditions for band with impossible music T_T

I totally understand. I’m a…

Haha. That’s why I started tenor last year. If the flute part is too difficult, I play tenor.

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Harry gave him a meaningful glance but then closed his eyes, shrugging, “I don’t care, as long as I can find someone to hit on, without it getting to handsy, I’m fine anywhere. Have you chosen a club yet though, Ginny?”

”I’ve heard muggle clubs…

Seamus glanced at Dean. “I dunno, I’d say we’d up tha’ coolness. What do you think?” he asked, nudging Dean with his elbow.

Dean couldn’t help but notice the exchange of looks between Seamus and Harry. He wondered what it was about. “Yeah, we’re top notch fellas. We’re the coolest you’ve met, Mr. Potter,” Dean told Harry.

Harry laughed, “Rubbish! I’ve seen cooler garden gnomes, Mr. Thomas.” He sent a grin at Seamus, “You always have a place in our gardens, Mr. Finnegan.”

Seamus snorted. “So I’ve gone from hobbit to garden gnome? I’m not tha’ short,” he said, looking to Dean for support, knowing he probably wouldn’t receive it.

Dean laughed.”You aren’t that short but you’re down there,” he told Seamus jokingly. “But it’s alright ‘cause I don’t care how stout you are. You’re my best mate and I’m stuck with you.”

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Harry gave him a meaningful glance but then closed his eyes, shrugging, “I don’t care, as long as I can find someone to hit on, without it getting to handsy, I’m fine anywhere. Have you chosen a club yet though, Ginny?”

”I’ve heard muggle clubs…

Seamus glanced at Dean. “I dunno, I’d say we’d up tha’ coolness. What do you think?” he asked, nudging Dean with his elbow.

Dean couldn’t help but notice the exchange of looks between Seamus and Harry. He wondered what it was about. “Yeah, we’re top notch fellas. We’re the coolest you’ve met, Mr. Potter,” Dean told Harry.

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 Ginny rolled her eyes, then looked over at Ron who looked like he was dead, she poked him lightly and he didnt move. “Guys I think he may have died,” she laughed, “I’d say lets make him regret falling asleep, but we have already caused him enough greif. Eh Harry.”

Harry grinned, “Take the lead then, Ginny. Seamus, if you’d like, you can be part of the mischief.”

“I dunno, isn’t too fun bein on the recievin end,” Seamus said, eyes filling with mischief nonetheless. “What shall we do, Ginny?”

 ”I want to but I feel me and Harry have done enough to him, or do you not remember how he reacted when he found out about Krum?” Ginny replied glanceing over at Harry.

Harry shrugged, “He’s already over that. Besides, we’re not hurting anyone’s feelings here. But alright, if you insist, Ginny.”

 ”I have to live with him for the next few weeks, I dont want to push it.” Ginny replied. “But you too can do whatever you would like.”

Seamus stared at Ron for a moment before shaking his head. “Not going ta lie, Ron scares me when he’s angry. In fact, any Weasley does,” he said, smiling playfully at Ginny.

 ”Ohh yes us Weasley’s are quite scarey.” Ginny smiled over at Harry “You would know.”

Harry shuddered, “I’m never stealing your cupcakes. Never steal baked goods from a Weasley.”

 ”Don’t ever steal anything from a Weasley. But NEVER touch my cupcakes.” Ginny laughed looking at the mortified look on Seamus’s face

Seamus stared between the two and gulped. “Yeah, I think I’ll avoid tha’,” he said with a small chuckle. “Should I even ask?”

Harry shook his head hurriedly, “Better not, mate.”

Seamus scooted away from Ginny, before laughing at her expression. “It’s okay, I know not ta mess with ya. Apparently, Harry is just too daft ta realize tha’.”

 ”Nah, he’s just cocky because he’s the boy who lived.” Ginny laughed.

Harry crossed his arms, “Jeeze, why is everyone taking a mickey out on me, eh? Just for that Ginny, you can forget clubbing.” He winked, to say he was joking.

 Ginny laughed, “Well then your gift will be no fun.”

Dean saw his friends smiling and laughing, which brought him joy. He tapped his knuckle against the compartment door and waved.

Grinning widely, Seamus jumped up and opened the compartment door. “Long time, no see,” he joked, giving Dean a pat on the back. “Join us, we were just talkin about how those two,” he said, pointing at Harry and Ginny, “are going ta go clubbin,” he finished with a laugh.

Dean made his way into the compartment, beaming. “Oh yeah? Tell me more.”

“I agree,” Seamus said, plopping back into his seat and patting the one next to him for Dean. “I’m interested,” he added while looking between Harry and Ginny.

Harry laid back, with his hands behind his head, “Well, we’re both single. We’re both attractive. One more than the other.” Ginny glared at him. “You, Ginny, I meant you,” he said laughing softly.

 ”Harry has desided that he wants to drag me to a gay bar. While I would rather go to a regular bar.” Ginny replied ignoring Harry’s earlyer comment. She felt a little awkward talking about this with her ex boyfriend, but she tryied to shake the feeling.

Dean was fully awake to the conversation now, having been thinking of Seamus. “I’m with Gin on this one. What about you?” Dean asked Seamus.