A/N: So, this is the first in a mini-series of mini-fics that I am writing. I have a new muse. This will be a series of Rose and Scorpius getting together fics. They will be really short. I have two more already almost written and I cannot tell you how many more will come. It all depends on my muse and my imagination.
I pushed the door open slowly, tentatively, unsure if I was relieved or not as I assessed and established its emptiness. I had arrived early, after all. I closed that door softly behind me and, almost immediately began to pace, biting my thumbnail.
After a few minutes of fruitless fretting, I tried to calm myself. Placing my bag on a desk, I hopped up on its neighbor. Feeling around within it, I drew a novel out of my bag. I set it upon my lap and opened it, attempting – and failing – to get lost within its pages. I simply could not focus on the plot: the simpering heroine, courageous hero and evil villain.
I had gotten Scorpius' owl the night before as I had changed for bed. He had asked me to meet him tonight, now, after dinner, in this empty charms classroom. I had not seen the blonde all day and, now, was extremely nervous as to the reason for this meeting.
The door banged open. He stood there, peering into the room. I placed my book beside me and sat on my hands to keep myself from biting my nails completely off. I bite my lip instead, trying to hide my nerves.
He lets out a strangled noise and my eyes immediately fly to his face. "Stop that," he chokes out.
I reply, startled, "What?"
"Biting your lip." He makes the noise again and, in three large strides, he is standing in front of me. He keeps coming closer, insinuating himself between my legs. He grabs my face in his two large hands and pulls my lips to his in a passionate kiss.
After he breaks it off, he rests his forehead on mine. We are both panting. "Because it makes me wanna do that." He finishes.
I grin up at him. "Oh, really?" He nods soberly. I bite my lip again.