He knew it was strange. He knew that everyone looked at the two of them as though they were aliens in this world.
But he didn't care.
Seamus loved Minerva, no matter what other people thought. She loved him too, in her own way. They way he held her, so strong for being so young, caused her hair to fall down from its immaculate bun. She didn't seem to notice.
Instead, she allowed him to push her into her large, comfortable chair behind her desk in her office. He kissed her, slowly, but passionately, and she pulled him in closer.