“What wasn’t so pleasant about last time? Did you trip on a Blast-Ended Skrewt or something?” Stewart rolled his eyes, the level of sarcasm in his voice was obvious. He didn’t dislike Dean but he wasn’t about to drop it and have a different personality because of it. Stewart grabbed at his hair yet again and wondered where this late night meeting would go, would they just simply talk? And did Dean know that he was gay? He didn’t exactly go though the trouble of keeping it a secret, in fact quite the opposite, but he didn’t shout it from the rooftops and wear neon colours. Some kids knew and some kids didn’t, and he was wondering if Dean did know, but still felt comfortable with him. All things aside, a smile crossed Stewart's face when Dean agreed to a walk.
Stewart laughed when he heard Dean say he was grumpy, it was such a literal example of how one was supposed to be grumpy. He really couldn’t help but laughing. He started walking and then paused slightly, biting his lip again as he did so often and decided to bite the bullet before they had started talking and then when Dean found out about his orientation, he might possibly freak out. “Uhm, look, I know we just started talking but, I don’t really hide it, I… like blokes.” Stewart nodded again at Dean, appraising his reaction and wondering if he should put his hand on his wand to counteract a curse from the Slytherin. Some people just... didn't accept gay people.
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