You and Barty were shopping in Hogsmeade. He holds onto your hand tightly, liking how soft your hands felt in his. You two decided to buy a new dress, for an upcoming wedding you two were expected to be.

You tried on a lot dresses, but ended up buying a black dress. (Ofcourse Barty payed, the gentleman he is ;) )

When you two walked out of the store he complimented you on your dress. "The dress is really pretty, my love" He speaks. the moment you wanted to thank him, he added: "It looks better on my bedroom floor, though"