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remusjohnslupin:
“We’re fighting, aren’t we? The message said Harry was back, and we were going to fight! I’ll have to get a wand, though…”
astoriasm plotted a thread. The chief editor of the Prophet assigned him to write an article about St Mungo’s that was due by the end of the week. He got in contact with the press chief of the hospital, who in her turn assigned him to a healer he could follow for the day. So at 7 a.m. sharp he walked into the hospital, scrapbook and pen at the ready, and approached the healer that was waiting for him. Miss Malfoy. He had taken a moment to get used to the idea of Draco Malfoy being married to someone, a healer apparently, and then reminded himself she was her whole own person that just happened to have Malfoy’s last name now. ❝Miss Malfoy. My name is Dean Thomas and I’m the journalist you must have been informed about.❞
notapixie liked for a starter. Dean felt weary upon the couple of Slytherins that returned to Hogwarts for their eighth year, a term he didn’t feel applied to him since he never actually took his seventh year. Weary or not, he knew none of them would actually have wanted the war, and he would have to cope with them as much as the first person. And then there was the fact all houses were in the N.E.W.T classes and everyone seemed to take Defence Against. He found himself a spot next to Millicent and tried to be polite and make conversation, since that was what he would’ve done if it was someone from another house. He knew all of them -- besides the Slytherins. ❝So I heard the professor plans on learning us to cast a Patronus charm this week.❞
ambitixuslioness liked for a starter. Especially after the Battle of Hogwarts, it felt weird to be at Hogwarts again. Admittedly, the wizard hadn’t been all too eager to take his seventh year, but he figured he needed his N.E.W.T.s if he wanted a future in the wizarding world since his plan had never really been to become an auror. He was glad to spot a familiar face at the Hogwarts’s table, one that he knew would be taking the seventh year as well. ❝Hey, Hermione! How have you been the past summer?❞
holeyweaslxy liked for a starter. He still couldn’t help but be amazed every time he walked into Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. It wasn’t the same without Fred, granted, but it was still great to see the twins pursued their dream. He remembered volunteering to help out with the Skiving Snackbox and annoying everyone’s favourite teacher of Defence Against teacher of that year. ❝George! The place looks great. How are you, though?❞
holeyweaslxy replied to your post: my son my son come to me sorry u are my child now I REALLY LOVE DEAN ?? new parent is accepted *approving nod* i was so so surprised there was no dean in the fandom though ?? i mean everybody kinda loves dean tho ?
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❝My dad left my mum when I was a kid. I got no proof he was a wizard, though.❞
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