“I yap no nonsense,” he said with a mock shocked look. Dean shook his head after and rolled his eyes. “You are the one that yaps none stop, and about people. Though I do appreciate that.” He gave a sly half grin that he was sort of famous for, or at least he liked to think he was famous for. Dean still found the entire relationship with Morag amusing, she really was wonderful and if he was straight he was sure he would be mildly obsessed.
“My life is just fine, and you don’t really need to be in it.” He gave her a look that appeared like he wasn’t joking, but of course he was. Morag kept him sane, and he was able to insult and not have her get overly offended and just say something snappy back. “I am perfectly fine with my quidditch obsession and spending time with like my only other friend Sam. But I sadly have to admit you were the only good thing that happened.” He was serious, because he had argued with Sam and that was never fun.
“I am no loner love, I happen to have gotten up to some good snogging lately,” he announced as if proud of himself.
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