Dean was worried about Seamus. He'd missed breakfast and lunch, and all of his classes for that day. They had all the same classes to Dean made sure he was at everyone on time hoping to see the Irish boy but no luck. He wanted to go looking for him that afternoon, but before he could he was swept up by the rest of the quidditch team as they made their way to the pitch. He had a quidditch game today. How could he have forgotten? 

Dean loved quidditch. It was his escape from the world. When he was flying all worries faded away and all that mattered was getting the quaffle through the hoop and not being hit by a bludger. 

Stepping onto the field Dean forgot all about everything and had only one thought. Lets win this thing.

"And Harry's caught the Snitch! Gryffindor wins!" Lee shouts.

Dean was ecstatic. They hadn't one against Ravenclaw all year. The crowd stormed the field. He turned to give Seamus a hug and reality came crashing down again. Swept along by the crowd Dean found himself in the common room. All he wanted to do was go find Seamus and apologize. Seamus wasn't ready and he should of accepted that. He found that he couldn't get through the crowd. Every time he tried he was held up by someone congratulating him, and wanting to talk. Dean had given up trying to leave the party and somehow managed to get a seat on a couch.

"Dean, Dean." He was startled out of his thoughts by someone saying his name.

"Yeah?"

"Where did Seamus get a guitar?"

"What?" He responded not sure how this person knew about Seamus's guitar.

"Look." They said pointing behind Dean.

He turned his head to look and then did a double take, jumping off the couch and startling the poor Gryffindor he'd been talking to and several others around them. A hush fell over the room as more and more people noticed Seamus. Standing on a desk Seamus's eyes searched the room before landing on Dean. Dean watched as he took a deep breath and began to play. 

"Just another love song from a simple man

I been searching for some chords underneath these hands

So I can try to tell you I love you..."

Dean made his way through the crowd so he was standing in front of the desk Seamus was standing on, maintaining eye contact. 

"I am yours, I am yours, I am yours." Seamus finished the song. 

The entire common room was silent watching the friends. Seamus was the first to move hopping of the desk, and putting his guitar down, he reached up to wipe away a tear Dean didn't know he'd shed. Seamus pulled Dean into a hug.

"I'm sorry," Dean whispered into Seamus's ear. "I shouldn't have said those things, I didn't mean it, I love you so much."

"It's okay. I love you too." The Irish boy whispered back. "And I think I'm ready."

Dean pulled away from his boyfriend.

"Really?" He asked.

Putting his arms around the taller boys neck, Seamus pulled him down for a kiss. Breaking apart Seamus smiled,

"Really."

Taking Dean by the hand he turned to face the rest of Gryffindor, who were staring at them.

"We're dating by the way." Seamus told them.

"Finally." they heard someone, Neville, whisper. Everyone turned to face him.

"What?" Neville said. "They've been eye fucking since like third year."

Everyone laughed and the party resumed.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading my story, hope you liked it. 

Shout out to @Blake6881for being my first reader and convincing me to post, love you<3