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After a stressful week filled with classes and homework, Hermione decided to take a break and planned a surprise date for herself and her girlfriend, Pansy. She packed some paints, canvas, and a picnic basket full of their favorite foods before sneaking out of Hogwarts Castle.
As they arrived at the Black Lake, Hermione setup the picnic and set up their painting supplies. She started to paint meticulously, her brush moving effortlessly across the canvas, capturing the beauty of the lake and its surroundings. As they painted, Hermione kept stealing glances at Pansy, admiring her girlfriend's focus and concentration.
"How's your painting coming along?" Hermione asked, taking a break from her own work to see how Pansy's canvas looked.
Pansy huffed in frustration as she tried to capture the reflection of the lake accurately. "It's not nearly as good as yours," she grumbled.
Hermione laughed lightly. "Oh, come on. It's not a competition. I'm sure yours will look beautiful, just like you."
Pansy blushed at the compliment and tried to hide it by focusing even more intensely on her painting. "Flattery won't make my painting skills improve," she mumbled.
Hermione chuckled and set a gentle hand on Pansy's back. "Maybe not, but it never hurts to hear a compliment, does it? I'll just have to show you how much I mean it later."
Pansy looked up at Hermione and smirked. "Is that a promise?"
Hermione grinned mischievously. "You know it is." She leaned in and gave Pansy a quick kiss on the cheek before returning her focus back to her own painting.
They painted in comfortable silence for a while, the only sounds being the brush strokes against the canvas and the occasional rustling of leaves. Every now and then, they would glance at each other's work and offer encouragement.
As Hermione added the finishing touches to her painting, she stood back to admire it.
"Finished!" she exclaimed proudly. "What do you think?"
Pansy looked at Hermione's canvas and was once again amazed by her girlfriend's talent. "It's... wow, it's incredible," she said. "You've really captured the beauty of the lake."
When Pansy looked back at her own canvas, she was surprised to see that it actually looked good. The colors were a bit more vibrant than the image she had in mind, but the overall effect was stunning. "I... I can't believe it," she said, her eyes widening in surprise.
Hermione, who had been watching her intently, smiled warmly. "Told you so," she teased. "Your painting is gorgeous."
"But yours is still better," Pansy admitted, looking back and forth between their two paintings.
Hermione wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's shoulders. "That's because I'm better at painting," she joked. "But honestly, it's all subjective. I think yours is beautiful, just like you."
Pansy rolled her eyes playfully but couldn't help but smile at Hermione's compliment. "You know, you're impossible to argue with when you're complimenting me so much," she said with a laugh.
Hermione chuckled and placed a quick kiss on Pansy's forehead. "And I plan to compliment you as much as possible. You deserve it."
As the sun began to set, Hermione and Pansy settled down on the picnic blanket, their canvas and paints laid out beside them. They dug into the food Hermione had packed, enjoying the variety of sandwiches, fruits, and chocolates.
For a while, they watched the sky turn from shades of orange and pink to a deep indigo as the stars began to appear. They ate in comfortable silence, occasionally feeding each other a piece of fruit or a chocolate.
While they were eating, Pansy suddenly turned to Hermione and gently cupped her chin, stealing a quick kiss on her lips. Hermione was surprised but immediately melted into the kiss, her hand coming up to rest on Pansy's knee. They broke away after a moment, their faces just inches apart.
As they sat there, gazing into each other's eyes, Hermione took Pansy's hand in hers. "I love you," she said softly.
Pansy smiled widely. "I love you too," she said, squeezing Hermione's hand. "More than I ever thought possible."
They sat there for a while longer, their hands still intertwined, as the last vestiges of sunlight disappeared over the horizon. The lake was now a black mirror reflecting the night sky, and the sound of crickets filled the air.
Hermione leaned her head on Pansy's shoulder, feeling completely content. "This is perfect," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
After enjoying the peaceful moment, Hermione and Pansy began to pack up their things, making sure to take their canvases with them. Once everything was packed up, they walked back towards the Hogwarts Castle, their arms brushing against each other's as they walked.
Fortunately, they made it back without being seen by any professors or prefects.
Once they were safely back in the school, Hermione and Pansy decided to head back to their common room. Before they went their separate ways, Hermione stopped Pansy and pulled her into a tight hug.
"Tonight was perfect," Hermione whispered, nuzzling her face into Pansy's neck.Pansy wrapped her arms around Hermione's waist, holding her close. "It really was," she agreed, pressing a kiss to the top of Hermione's head.
They stood there for a moment longer, not wanting to let go of each other just yet. Finally, Hermione pulled back with a reluctant sigh. "I guess we should go," she said, her voice tinged with disappointment.
Pansy nodded, although her arms were still wrapped around Hermione. "I don't want to, though," she pouted.
Hermione chuckled at Pansy's adorable pout, but then her expression softened. "Me neither," she admitted, her hand running through Pansy's hair. "But we'll see each other tomorrow, right? And we can always plan another secret date."
Pansy nodded, her pout reluctantly turning into a smile. "Yeah, you're right. We'll see each other tomorrow."
Hermione gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before reluctantly pulling away. "Night, Pansy," she said, holding up her canvas as she walked towards her dormitory.
Pansy watched her go, a warm feeling in her chest. "Night, Hermione," she said softly.
As Hermione vanished around the corner, Pansy headed towards her own dorm, already planning out their next secret date. As Pansy walked away, she glanced back at the direction Hermione had gone, a small smile on her lips. The night may have come to an end, but the promises of more secret dates and beautiful paintings made by her girlfriend were enough to make her eager for tomorrow.
