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Dean had spent his day struggling to do homework, and failing. He actually spent most of his day playing guitar in the boys’ dorm since nobody was around, and then he had gone outside and spent most of the day snapping pictures. Dean had one class today at 8 so he really had time on his hand. He had also book the pitch for practice on Monday after dinner. The team had to practice. Dean had also spent sometime with Stewart, but most of his focus was on his meeting time with Sam which was after Sam’s potions class. So when 4:40 rolled around he knew what he was suppose to be doing, and that was heading to meet up with Sam. They had a bit before dinner which would allow them to talk and walk, and see if this friendship of theirs could be fixed. Dean hoped the answer was yes.

With his usual beanie on his head, and dressed in his uniform bottoms and a t-shirt with a zip up sweater pulled on over top. He had half removed himself from his uniform. He was just scratching his inner leg as he came up the stairs from the Slytherin common room where he had been lounging before meeting up with Sam. He looked around the Entrance Hall hoping not to be stood up, like he was on some sort of date. Luckily Dean saw Sam and headed straight for him. His stomach felt normal now less pent up and nervous about trying to get Sam to like him again.

“Hey,” he said as she stood with his hands in his pockets now and looked at him. He was curious as to how this would go. “Shall we head for the walk?”