For Fanfiction Scavenger Hunt – #8 A set of five drabbles (each under 500 words)
For 19,000 prompts, 500 words, 1 week challenge – #3 Gimmie!
For Write All the Ships Challenge – Seamus Finnigan and Lavender Brown
For A Variety of Prompts Challenge – List #4 - #1 Butterbeer
For Dumbledore's Army Boot Camp – Lavender Brown - #27 The Three Broomsticks
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The First Fight
"You can't just place a butterbeer in front of me and expect everything to be better," Lavender said angrily from her position at the kitchen bench. Seamus was giving her a guilty smile while still holding a glass of butterbeer. A tradition they had had since before they were dating. "We are not kids anymore," Lavender yelled pushing away from the bench and storming off to their room.
Before their first trip to Hogsmeade Seamus made Lavender cry by making fun of her hair. It was after all particularly messy that day. By the time they made it to Hogsmeade Seamus felt like the worst person in the world and his first stop was The Three Broomsticks where he bought Lavender her first butterbeer. From that moment on Butterbeer was their apology.
Lavender bought Seamus one when she accidently turned his hair pink.
Seamus bought Lavender one when he made fun of her for dating Ron.
Lavender bought Seamus one when she made fun of his secret crush on Madame Hooch.
The tradition had been going on for years, right up to this moment when Seamus stood in the kitchen holding a butterbeer and trying to make up for his mistakes. But this was the biggest mistake he had made, this was not making fun of a simple bad hair day or a stupid boyfriend, this was making fun of her.
Seamus made his way into the bedroom where Lavender was curled on the bed.
"Lavender I am sorry," he said for what had to have been the 100th time that day.
"You are the world's biggest jerk," Lavender said sitting up against the bedframe.
"It was meant to be a joke," Seamus tried causing Lavender to shoot him an evil glare.
"Your exact words were, 'It really sucks that I have a girlfriend with two times of the month,'" she snapped reminding Seamus of his mistake. Seamus placed the butterbeer on the bedside table and sat next to Lavender.
"I wouldn't care if I only got to see you once a year, or only got to touch you once every ten, I am in love with you Lavender. You are perfect to me, regardless of what you feel about yourself," he said softly. "I am sorry for what I said, you don't deserve that." Lavender looked over at Seamus and sighed.
"I hate it when you say sweet things to me," she said and finally a smile broke out across her face.
"So I am safe?" Seamus asked.
"The butterbeer helped," Lavender laughed. "Now gimmie!"