He was definitely cuter when he blushed, she decided, though she wasn't sure why. And she didn't really feel like analyzing the whys at the moment, since she was thoroughly distracted elsewhere. Parvati was generally fond of kissing Seamus, and this was no exception, with the darkened courtyard and fireworks and recently snuffed out candle only adding to the whole effect. This really was a brilliant way to spend her eighteenth birthday, she thought, and then stopped thinking, since Seamus tended to have that effect on her.
When they finally broke apart he looked as dazed as she felt, and she grinned softly as he talked, brushing the hair off his forehead gently. "I had this feeling you wouldn't mind," she said with a quiet laugh. "Glad my sixth sense about you was right."
Parvati gave him one more quick kiss, then turned so that her back was to him and she was leaning against him, wrapping his arms securely around her. She watched as the last of the fireworks petered out, and then she turned her attention to the cupcake, pulling back the liner and taking a bite. After a second bite she silently offered the cake to him, attending to some frosting that had ended up on the thumb of her free hand.