Whoo hoo! I've finally finished this chapter. Sorry I haven't updated lately! I've been so extremely occupied!
~Moonflower~ I'm so glad you enjoyed this fanfic! I love Seamus and Hermione together as well; I think they have terrific chemistry. Happy reading! ~FeltonFan~
"What do you think of this one?" Hermione stepped out of the dressing room in a pure white, ruffled one-shoulder gown.
Seamus grinned, "Love it." Hermione had tried on at least fifty dresses thus far and Seamus had liked every single one of them. He was trying his best to be patient despite the fact the he absolutely loathed shopping.
Hermione scoffed, "You said that about the last fifty dresses I tried on!" She turned to the mirror; running her hands down the side of her figure to smoothen out the ruffles.
"But it's the truth, you look absolutely stunning." Seamus said.
Hermione shook her head, "It's too flamboyant. I need something that's vibrant, but not pretentious, something unique, but elegant and classy at the same time. "
"Something like that?" Seamus pointed to a ruby red bandeau dress with jeweled roses sewn into the bodice.
Hermione gasped, "Would you please get it off the rack for me?"
Seamus leapt up from the sofa and retrieved the dress. Hermione slammed the slatted wooden door and threw on the red dress. She opened the door a crack and stuck her head out, "You're going to love it!" Hermione chimed in a singsong voice. Seamus' jaw dropped as his girlfriend emerged from the dressing room; the dress was practically made for her. He could hardly believe his luck.
Hermione spun around, "So?"
"uhhhh.." Seamus murmured.
She frowned, "Is it really that bad?"
Seamus shook his head, "No, it's perfect." Beaming, Hermione grabbed his hand and pulled him into the dressing room with her.
She smirked, "Could you unzip me?" Seamus reached for the small zipper and gently pulled it downwards, revealing a small portion of her back. He tugged the metal piece even more until her whole back was exposed. Seamus' fingers touched Hermione's smooth flesh, his fingers a whisper on her skin.
She shuddered, "Seamus-" He took her waist and turned her around to face him. Slowly, Seamus leaned his body into hers and their lips met. He kissed her harder, slamming Hermione's back into the adjacent wall.
She gently pushed his chest away from her, "Seamus, we can't do this here."
He gazed into her eyes teasingly, "Why not?" He leaned down to kiss Hermione's neck and she moaned with pleasure.
"This is a bloody closet, we can't do it in a bloody dressing room!" Hermione protested. Seamus placed his finger to her lips, "Don't worry about it, love."
She bit her lip, paused, and then smiled mischievously. To Seamus' surprise, she let her dress fall down to her feet. Seamus's heart leapt into his throat and his knees went weak with excitement. Maybe shopping wasn't so bad after all.