“A little.” He mumbled, moving his own arms to wrap around her body. He liked this. He pulled her closer and let his arms move up along her back. “Yeah, I feel better.”
It was late, but Seamus wasn’t exactly tired anymore, besides he hadn’t made out with Lavender since, well yesterday. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her lips, running his hand down over her arm, before pulling away. “Is this really necessary, Lav?” He pulled at her hoodie with his hand. “I’ll keep you warm.” He winked, and smirked. And they said, Terry Boot was smooth. Looked like he needed to take one out of Seamus’ book. That had been gold.