Dean relaxed a little more, glad that there seemed to be actual conversation going on now. "You are unjust toward beets," Dean replied to Seamus. "Personally I think Lavender could still make beets taste appealing in something she bakes, even to you." He cleaned off his plate and surprised himself by having seconds. He hadn't eaten anything sine the night before and he figured he would make up for it now that he was actually hungry.
"Filch was a terrible man," Dean agreed. "I think he spent all his time he wasn't actively lurking behind us all thinking up things to scare us, or otherwise torture us. We must have been the absolutely bane of his existence." The thought actually made Dean grin cheerfully as he said it.
Seamus was right though - Harry had gotten away with a lot, probably because he was Harry. It never really bothered Dean much, as it was mostly beneficial to Gryffindors. But it had placed strains of Harry's relationships before. "Harry had such a knack for flouting rules back in school, didn't he? It was almost an art."