Harry Potter One Shots

prove it | dean thomas

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Charms had always been Dean's thing.

Wingardium Leviosa. Accio. Protego. A simple flick of the wand, an incantation. But the Patronus charm? So much more difficult.

"Come on, Dean, you know charms. A simple flick of the wand, an incantation," she said. "Just think of a happy memory." He knew Hermione meant well, truly. But sighs and pursed lips and judgemental looks couldn't help him with the Patronus charm.

Horses, foxes, otters and hares were already circling the room, and your Patronus was dancing with them in its silvery joy. You were in awe, smiling, beaming at having completed the difficult spell. Oblivious to his inner turmoil.

And he crosses the room to you, frown twisting his lips. Your smile fades with your Patronus. "Hey, bubs... is everything okay?"

Maybe he's blowing this out of proportion, maybe it's truly nothing, but here everyone is having mastered the spell and Dean can barely summon even a wisp. Is everything okay? Is it? He feels like a failure.

He hangs down his head, embarrassed and shy and ashamed. "Can't master the damn spell."

Your laugh is unexpected. "Really? Dean freaking Thomas can't perform the Patronus spell?'

Slumped shoulders. He nods.

"Oh, yeah? Prove it." A challenge.

So he tries. But his memory isn't strong enough. A wisp escapes his wand, fading fast.

But you challenge him again, and again, and again. He's out of breath.

He thinks back to your first kiss...

The pure moon, shining into the Astronomy Tower. Your cold hands cupping his cheeks, pulling him closer, closer. His Gryffindor scarf wrapped tight around your neck. The heat. The passion. His arms around you, hands trailing up from your waist.

...and he casts the spell.