You Raise Me Up - Josh Groban
Seamus couldn't stand it anymore; he was never going to understand this potion, and he knew it. He was going to be stuck on it forever and never pass his potions class this year. He was a major disappointment. "Bloody hell," he muttered, tossing his wand down beside his cauldron. He didn't even bother to get rid of the potion. What was the point?
That was when Hermione looked up from her own potion, her brows furrowed. She approached him slowly, pointing her wand at his potion. "Scourgify," she said softly, and the contents disappeared. Hermione tossed her wand down beside his.
"Seamus, don't be upset," she murmured softly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and threading her hands into his sandy hair. "You don't have to get it right on the first few tries. It'll come to you, I promise." Hermione kissed him sweetly, and Seamus felt his heart soar; what did it matter if he couldn't master this potion? He'd already mastered Hermione's heart.
Seamus broke the kiss after a few minutes and rubbed his nose against Hermione's. "You're right, 'Mione, you always are," he muttered, holding her close. "I'm gonna try again."
Hermione grinned, going back to her own potion, which was giving off a pleasant aroma. The way the grounds smelled after the rain, and… vanilla. Hermione always smelled like vanilla.
"Amortentia?" he asked, and Hermione simply smirked and shrugged a shoulder, continuing to stir.