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Written for I Dare You Challenge
Prompt: Seamus/ Lavender
His palms are sweaty as he sits at the table in a crowded restaurant waiting for her to arrive. She's not late but still he tells himself that she won't turn up.
Seamus is never usually this nervous about a date turning up or not, but Lavender is unlike those women .
He can't tell if it's him or if it is getting hotter. No one else seems affected by it.
Lavender is walking through the door. Her hair is in a ponytail, and she's wearing that red dress he loves. Seamus is going to make a fool of himself. He can feel it.
Lavender is laughing with him, not at him and he can't stop grinning. The wine has helped them both to relax.
They aren't talking about work, their time at Hogwarts, or the war.
She's telling him a story about her pet cat, a stray she found a year that she took in. Thunder, a tomcat with white fur and patches of black.
Seamus could spend hours listening to Lavender talk about anything. She's smiling, and it makes his heart beat faster.
He wonders if she can tell the effect she has on him or is she blissfully unaware.
The food is good here, but he's barely touched the food on his plate because he's too wrapped up in the woman opposite him.
He is walking her home. The stars like beautiful, and he can smell her perfume. It's a gorgeous night, and he can't believe that he hasn't messed up yet.