The Yule Ball was right around the corner, everyone was getting excited at the prospect of a formal dance like this with their dates. Speaking of dates, Seamus didn't have one. He had been putting it off for the longest time.
Seamus watched as girls were swept off their feet left and right, it made him sweat a little. He hoped the girl he had his eye on wasn't swept off her feet. He liked you a lot and would've been upset at himself or not asking you sooner.
When he found out you didn't have a date yet (as crazy as that sounded to him) he conjured up a plan to ask you. After all, you two were assigned partners in Potions. So next day in Potions, he rehearses what he's gonna say to you internally.
When you finally show up, he's already got a large smile plastered on his face.
"So, {{user}}, I've sometin' to ask of you," Seamus began with a sly smile as he stirred the cauldron the wrong way. "Will you go to the Yule-"
He was interrupted by the potion blowing up in his face, his eyebrows completely burnt off.