AN: Hi guys! So this is my first time writing fanfiction, as you can probably tell, so reviews would be awesome! Let me know what you think! All characters and settings belong to JK Rowling.
It was late and she knew she shouldn't be out. Or meeting him. Her parents, or her father, would absolutely flip out if they found out. How could she tell them that she's been seeing the son of their "enemy" from their Hogwarts days? She couldn't even tell her brother or her cousins. How could she tell them that underneath the jerky exterior was a sensitive, passionate, sexy, funny, loving boy who she's come to really care about? It's not like they're children anymore! They're seventh years! They're basically adults and can do whatever they want. Thinking about this stressed her out, she hated letting her family down. But as she got closer to the Room of Requirement, all negative thoughts flew from her mind knowing that he was waiting there for her. The door suddenly appeared and she walked in. She turned the corner and saw him for the first time in weeks, as it had just been Winter Holiday.
"Rose", he whispered as his eyes went up and down her form. She could feel a blush working its way up her cheeks as she took in his figure. He was dressed in flannel pajama bottoms and a white tee shirt that accentuated the strong arms folded across his chest. Bloody hell, she thought, he looks amazing.
"Hi Scor. How was your holiday?" She was trying to keep her voice light, but the way he looked made her uncomfortably warm and she wanted to feel his arms around her as soon as possible.
"It was okay, normal Malfoy family holiday, and yours? How're the parents?" With each word he said he took a step closer until he was standing right in front of her. Before she could reply, he brought his hand to her face and brushed a piece of red hair away from her eyes.
"It was great, actually. Parents are fine, everyone's good."
"Mmm, that's good."
She brought her hands up to his chest, taking pleasure in the way his hard chest felt against her fingertips. He, on the other hand, couldn't get enough of the way she looked. Although two weeks isn't that long, his heart still ached for her when he was away. He missed the way her hair curled around his finger and how she got little goose bumps whenever he ran his fingers up and down her arms. He missed their late night rendezvous in the Room of Requirement, and how when she walked by him in the hallway on the way to classes she would "accidentally" brush up against him. All in all, he missed her.
Now here they were, completely alone, and he didn't know whether or not he wanted to sit down and catch up or kiss her. He decided talk was cheap, and tipped her chin up so her face was level with his, and his eyes met hers. He loved her eyes, he could stare at them all day. It's not like they were anything out of the ordinary, just brown. But they were her eyes. Her brown eyes, therefore they're better than anyone else's eyes.
"I really missed you", he whispered. And, finally, he brought his lips to hers.
I really missed you too, she thought, but was too distracted by the way her soft lips molded against his hard ones. She wanted to feel more of him, craved feeling more of him, so she slipped her hands under his shirt to feel his chest. She could feel him relax against her fingers and could feel his hands slip under her shirt and down her back.
In the back of her head, Rose knew that it was late and they should probably get to bed, which is what made her pull back.
"It's getting late, we should go" She stood up, holding out her hand to him.
"Okay. Can I see you tomorrow?" He looked at her and she could see the longing in his eyes, mixed with something else. Was it desire? The thought made her heart skip a beat.
She nodded and started to leave, but he pulled her back.
"Maybe we can go for a walk by the lake and then back to a classroom? Does that sound good? I have a surprise for you"
"A surprise? What kind of surprise?" She couldn't help but get excited at his words. What could he have up his sleeveā¦
He shrugged and took her hand and walked out.
"Goodnight", he said, kissing the top of her nose.
" 'Night"
Then, to her surprise, he pulled her into a crushing hug before walking away.
Hmm, she thought while slipping into bed, tomorrow will be a day to remember for sure.
