"I love you Rose Weasley." whispered Scorpius as he gently cupped her face and drew it upwards to meet his.
"Yeah, I think you're all right too." she whispered back.
Scorpius flashed a rare and tender smile as he drew his face even closer to hers, so that their noses were touching, and in that split second all the emotion and raw passion that had collected over all those years was released into one mind blowing, indescribable kiss. Rose pushed him back against the beautiful mahogany, canopy bed that had appeared there only a second before. They fell onto it, not breaking their kiss, and Scorpius wrapped his arm around her waist, gently pulling her on top of him.
They broke the kiss, both panting and out of breath. He looked deep and into his Roses' eyes and saw what he had waited for years to see. Passion, longing…love, all for him.
Rose, looked up at his pale face, his beautiful white blonde hair, her eyes wandered down to his magnificently sculpted, muscled chest, she looked even further down. A bolt of electricity shot through her veins as her eyes made the connection. A blush crept along Scorpuis's cheeks when he saw where she was looking, but he was ready, ready for this to happen. So was she.
What do you think? Interested to see how this "came to be? Yes? No?
Anyone?