A/N: I just realized that was a very lame ending to that chapter. I didn't mean for that to happen sorry. Anyway, on with the date! I don't own anything.
Hermione looked in the mirror one last time before sighing and heading for the stairs. Her hair was up in a loose bun, she had run out of Sleakeeze so she had to compromise. She was wearing a light yellow t-shirt that had a v-neck, showing off just enough cleavage and white capri's. She had painted her toes fire engine red and wore yellow flip flops. "Ugh… I don't look good at all." She sighed. It had been so long since her first date, she was nervous.
Ginny walked in, Luna in tow. "Oh didn't know you were still up here. Aren't you going to be late?" Ginny laughed.
"Erm… do I look okay?" Hermione turned and faced them, biting her lip.
"You look fine. Go!" Ginny pushed Hermione out the door and closed it behind her. Hermione had no time to wonder what those two would be up to before she was face to face with Seamus, "Erm… sorry. Couldn't decide what to wear."
Seamus smiled and took her hand, "You look great. Shall we?"
Hermione smiled nervously, "Yeah… where are we going by the way?"
"I thought we'd go to the Three Broomsticks first. Grab a drink, anything you want to do?"
"Yes well… I heard a new shipment came for Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop. Erm… I collect quills." Hermione blushed, she felt foolish.
"Oh yeah? That's cool. I don't collect anything myself. Do you have anything rare?"
Hermione nodded excitedly, "I have an albino peacock quill, extremely rare. Beautiful though."
"I've never seen an albino peacock. I bet they are pretty." Seamus smiled. They had arrived out on the grounds, it was a gorgeous day. Warm but not uncomfortably hot.
Hermione raised her face to the sky, "Beautiful day."
Seamus squeezed her hand, "Yes… it is." They sat in a booth towards the back at the Three Broomsticks, both ordered a butterbeer. Hermione also ordered a sandwich. They talked while they enjoyed their drinks and food. Hermione was laughing, "Okay… okay tell me one of your deep dark secrets."
"Secrets aye?" He lent in and took her hand, kissing it. "I have a mad crush on this sweet bookworm, she's really pretty too."
Hermione laughed and jerked her hand away, "Doesn't count! Okay I'll go first. Well, everyone knows about me and Harry and Ron right?"
Seamus shifted uncomfortably, "Erm… yeah?"
"Well neither of them were my first kiss, my first kiss was with Lizzie Ainsworth…. Yes, a girl. We were thirteen and I was at a slumber party. It was a dare." Hermione's cheeks were bright red.
Seamus smiled, "Wicked! Well… contrary to popular belief I'm not really into Quidditch much. It's sort of a family tradition, the Finnegan's are huge fans of the Irish, well we sort of have to be." Seamus chuckled, "But I could never be bothered, I just don't enjoy it."
"But… you paint your face every game." Hermione laughed.
"Tradition." Seamus shrugged.
Hermione shrugged, "Well, what are you into?"
"Crossword puzzles."
Hermione laughed, "Sorry?"
"Crossword puzzles! I love them, I have a subscription to the muggle newspaper New York Times, I hear those are the hardest crossword puzzles. I love them." He smiled and looked over at her, "Don't make fun of me!"
Hermione let out the laugh she had been holding in, "I'm not. I'm not."
"Yeah…" Seamus gave her a mock angry look and then smiled. "Hey you're into quills. We all have our quirks."
"Very true. Speaking of quills, shall we?" Hermione stood up.
Seamus laid a few coins on the table and followed her out to the street. They walked in silence until they reached Scrivenshaft's. Hermione walked in first, "Hello Henry!" She smiled at the clerk. He nodded back to her and walked to the back room.
"You know him by name?" Seamus chuckled.
"Oh hush you… yes. I come here every Hogsmeade trip. OH LOOK!" She ran over to a display of quills, "They have them!"
"Have what?" Seamus asked confused, to him they were just looking at a bunch of quills.
"The new phoenix quill. I've been looking for one in purple." Hermione smiled, excitement dripping from her voice.
"Well then…" Seamus walked to the counter and rang the bell. Henry reappeared at the counter, "She'd like the purple phoenix quill please."
Hermione turned around, "Oh no… I couldn't, I don't have that much on me."
Seamus smiled and dug in his pocket, "I do."
"No Seamus I couldn't ask you to--"
"It's my pleasure. The purple one Henry."
They left the shop, a small brown bag in Hermione's hand, "I… thank you so much. You shouldn't have."
"It's okay." Seamus smiled, "You'll get me a crossword book and we'll call it even."
"Sounds good." Hermione laughed, they walked down to Honeydukes.
"Fancy a sugar quill?" Seamus smirked.
"Making fun of me are you?" Hermione poked him in the side. "No, I fancy the licorice wands actually."
Seamus stuck his tongue out, "Licorice? Gross!"
"What do you like then?" Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Hmm." He leant down close to her, his face inches away, his lips closing in. She melted into the kiss, wrapping her arm around his neck and pulling him closer. "That's the sweetest candy I've ever tasted." Seamus smirked after they had pulled apart.
