'Like strawberry wine and seventeen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love oh bittersweet
Green on the vine
Like strawberry wine'
~Strawberry Wine sung by Deana Carter
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They were sitting on the bleachers.
Watching a Quidditch game, you know how those go. Gryffindor VS Slytherin. The game seemed to go on forever, but the two didn't notice. She tugs on the scarf 'round her neck and he gives her his scarf as well. Now she has two scarves, and wears them both.
"Your neck will be cold!" She laughs. "Take it back, Seamus. Although yours is far older than mine and even though the wool is coming undone I quite like it."
"I'm not even cold, Parvati."
People are all around them, smiling and laughing, cheering and booing, eating chocolate frogs and crisps. It's early in the 'morn and the glazed mist makes it difficult to see the snitch.
"Want to go off in the forest?" He asks quietly. She bites on her bottom lip and appears to be thinking.
"I dunno Seamus, it's awfully dangerous."
"No one's looking," he says, "no one's looking, and it'd just be for a while."
"Why do you want to go so bad?"
"Because we aren't allowed to."
She smiles as he looks at her blue-with-cold lips.
"You're awfully rebellious you know that?" She says as she watches a bludger just barely miss Harry Potter's head.
"For five years, Parvati, I've wondered what's in there."
"Well isn't it obvious?" She asks caustically. "Dangerous stuff. Loads of dangerous stuff."
"I'm not worried," he says seriously.
"Maybe you ought to be."
"Just come along, Parvati, and if you won't come with me I'll go alone."
"But Seamus!" She says, so loudly that people begin to stare at the two. Parvati smirks, Seamus looks slightly embarrassed.
He grabs her hand and leads her down the stands, she's resisting the whole way and wonders if she should yell: "Help help! I'm being stolen!" Just for the heck of it.
But she doesn't.
Because she's always wondered what's in the Forbidden Forest as well.
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