"You look beautiful," James declared, bowing dramatically as he offered the fair maiden a flower that he'd picked from the garden. He ignored the fact that his parents were right there, and focused on Hermione. "May I have this dance?"

"James," Hermione gasped. "It'd be my pleasure."

"No, the pleasure is all mine." She giggled, covering her mouth with one hand whilst he pulled her from her chair with the other. He moved them onto the dancefloor and admired her in the mint coloured dress. "I think we should tell my parents," he whispered into her ear as they danced. They'd gotten a lot of attention from how close the two were standing but everyone there knew that Hermione was in a relationship and James had had a crush on her from when he was a child.

"They'll hate me. I'll be the cradle robber."

"We both know that it was me that came onto you. Besides, if they really cared about us, they'd be happy."

"Just because Rose is happy with Scorpius, doesn't mean Ron is happy about it," Hermione pointed out as she was twirled. "But sure, how are we going to tell them?"

The music came to a stop and James dipped her before kissing her deeply when she had no chance to stop him.


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Spring Bingo: Mint