It was hard to tell by Harry's expression whether or not he was excited or humored by the prospect of kissing Seamus, but his face lit up in a grin either way.<br/>"Oh, nice," Harry breathed with a laugh, but before he knew of it, Seamus was kneeling in front of him, and Harry willingly moved further towards the edge of his seat.<br/>Soon Seamus' lips were on Harry's, and his hands were framing Harry's face. The kiss tasted slightly like liquor, but the same liquor was in Harry's system, and in that moment, it felt almost impossible not to kiss Seamus back. Harry's hands grabbed Seamus' collar in a dramatic gesture, as a snorting laugh was muffled by the kiss.