A/N: Warning! This chapter contains sex! If the idea offends you in any way, please skip this chapter!

Chapter 11

"What's the Room of Requirement?" Scorpius asked.

Rose, taking a deep breath, walked towards him. His heart raced with every step she took. With her eyes fixed on his own, she replied with a shrug, "It's whatever you want it to be. A study hall. A training area. A place you go when you want to be alone with someone you love."

Scorpius looked down at Rose, so close he could see the tiny freckles across her nose. She stood on tiptoe, taking his face in her hands and kissed him.

"You've been here before?" Scorpius asked her quietly, closing his eyes against the feel of her warm mouth against his.

"Only with Roxanne. She showed me how to use it, though, when we came, it was like a giant walk in closet full of her things," Rose said, winding her arms around his neck and kissing him harder. The rest of the world melted away as she hummed against his lips.

Rose stopped. "I'd forgotten about this place until a moment ago," she said softly. She took his hands firmly, and looked up at him, drawing another deep breath. He could feel trembling in his hands, though he could not tell whether they were hers or his. "Hardly anyone knows about this room. So we won't have to worry, um, you know…about being interrupted."

"Interrupted?" Scorpius repeated. "Are you talking about what I think you're talking about?"

Rose blushed, nodding. His heart leapt in his throat. Oh, bloody hell, she was talking about sex, yes she was. She'd brought him to this room and she knew they wouldn't be caught at all. interrupted; it was still early, for Merlin's sake. They could have all afternoon if they chose. He could have Rose here all afternoon!

But then he had a thought. The fight with James, yes, of course. "I don't want you to be with me just because you feel bad about earlier." He stepped away from her. Nothing could be worse than her feeling she ought to have sex out of pity, sex because she wanted to make up for what James had said to him.

"That's not why I want to," Rose said, now shaking her head. "I want to do it because I keep thinking about it, how it would be with you. I don't want to wonder anymore, I want to know. I want this. I'm so ready."

"Are you?" Scorpius asked softly.

Rose looked saddened for a moment as her brows knit with confusion. "You don't want to?"

He put his hands on her shoulders. "I do! I do, Rose. I just…I just want you to be sure, is all."

"Scorpius. I am sure."

"Then I am, too," Scorpius murmured. He closed the distance between them quickly, pressing his mouth against hers. She grabbed him, her body tight against his own. In an instant, his cock was stiff and almost painfully pressing against the material of his pants. His hands slid down to clutch her backside, and he kissed her harder, their bodies fitting together perfectly, and hell, they were still standing. Then, as if reading his mind, Rose began to back up towards the bed, tugging him with her, never breaking their kiss.

When they reached the edge of the bed, Rose slid back as Scorpius sank down on top of her, his hands sliding over her breasts then down over her stomach. She was coming alive underneath him, making little sounds that turned him on furiously. Would she really let him touch her? Down there? He moved one hand down, and rubbed her between her legs. She let out a little cry, which prompted Scorpius to sliding his hand underneath her pants so he could really touch her. He was thrilled to find her already wet, knowing that he had caused her excitement. "Oh, gods..." Rose breathed as he pushed two fingers inside of her. He had touched girls before, but this time, he wanted to touch her right. He wanted her to like it, to love feeling his fingers inside of her. "Do you like it?" he whispered in her ear. She nodded with a gasp, leaning her head back, and bit down hard on his bottom lip. He withdrew his fingers from her, and in a fit of pure lust, put a finger to his mouth, tasting it, tasting her. He was ready to explode, and they still had their robes on. He wouldn't have had a problem coming in his pants, except, well, that would have defeated the purpose of the romantic room.

He lifted off of her slightly, gasping, "Rose…are we really about to do this?"

"Yes," Rose whispered, nodding her head. "I want to. It doesn't mean I'm not nervous about it–"

"Then we won't," Scorpius said. "I mean, we shouldn't." He rolled off of her. His throbbing erection screamed in frustration, but he did his best to ignore it.

"You're telling me you aren't nervous at all? Not one bit?" Rose said, sitting up herself. She looked disappointed, flushed, beautiful, all at once.

"Yes, of course I am," Scorpius admitted. "And I definitely feel like you're the right person...so maybe it's a sign it's not the right time?"

"Rubbish," Rose said with a laugh. She pulled her robe over her head and tossed it to the floor, undoing the buttons of her shirt. Scorpius laughed, his heart resuming its rapid beating as he did likewise. Rose crawled into his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist. Scorpius brushed her hair back over her shoulder as he told her, "We can go as far as you like. If you want to stop, we can stop. Just tell me–"

"I want to stop talking now," Rose said softly.

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"Now what?" Rose whispered.

They were both naked, with bodies on fire as Scorpius lay on top, beyond ready to go there...but, as they were inexperienced, neither of them had a clue how to proceed.

"I think…I think I just…sort of go inside you," Scorpius said quietly, blushing as he glanced down at her bare breasts pressed tight against his chest. Oh, gods, it was going to happen, any minute now...any minute now, if he could only figure out how…

"Okay. You can," Rose said, closing her eyes as if bracing herself. She linked her arms around his shoulders, and tilted her face up slightly. "Kiss me while you do it."

Scorpius started to kiss her. He was lying between her legs, but was he to put himself in? Should he push the blankets back and look at what he was doing, or would that ruin the moment? His cock was throbbing, yet he stopped kissing Rose, slightly embarrassed. Clearing his throat, he said, "Could you, er, help me?"

"Help? Oh! Yes, alright…I'll just…take it…oh, my…just put it in here," Rose said breathlessly, quickly, as she reached down and grasped him. He drew in a breath at the feel of her fingers on him. She placed the tip of it between her legs, then rubbed it against her wetness.

"Oohh…" she breathed, her eyelids fluttering closed. Scorpius was too stunned to make a sound; in fact, for a second, he thought he would faint from pleasure. Several jolts of blind lust shot through him, and he sucked his breath in sharply, dropping his head to her shoulder.

"Is that alright?" Rose whispered, moving her arms back around his neck. She kissed him, running her fingers through his hair.

"Yes," was all he could manage before he began to push himself inside of her, slowly. Nearly seing stars, he bit his lip and went in deeper. He squeezed his eyes shut, sliding his arm down to Rose's waist, pulling her tighter, closer.

"Scorpius, kiss me…please," Rose begged him.

He complied at once, pressing his mouth against hers, and at the same time, lunged forward against her, going all the way in, to the hilt. Rose let out a small shriek, her fingers clutching his skin more firmly.

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry…" Scorpius gasped against her hair. Rose's breathing was coming in short gasps, but she held him tighter.

"I'm okay…I love you…so much…" Rose breathed. She raised her legs, hooking her ankles behind his lower back. He was in heaven, he must be. As he sank into her body, an uncontrollable urge overtook him, and he began to grind against her, every stroke feeling better than the last.

"I love you…Rose, you feel so brilliant…" he kept whispering to her. He wouldn't last long, he knew, he could feel himself growing more and more excited as he rocked in and out of her, hoping she was feeling at least half of what he was feeling. They kissed, then stopped, kissed harder, and Scorpius finally laid his head against her shoulder, biting the flesh that was nearest to his mouth, knowing that it would leave a mark against her delicate skin. He wanted it to show, to let the world know that he had taken her, was taking her, and claiming her as his.

They moved against each other, harder than before, and suddenly, he felt himself erupt inside of her. Their hearts beat wildly against each other as they cried out in unison. Several intense moments passed where all he could do was bury his face against the side of Rose's smooth, flower scented throat, holding her by her hips. Then, finally, he shuddered once, and collapsed over her.

It was even better than his wildest fantasy, better than any wank he'd ever given himself in the midnight hour with the curtains pulled close around his four poster bed in the dorms.

Some time after, they lay together comfortably, wrapped up in each other, delirious with their love for each other.

"What did you think?" Scorpius asked.

"It was...exciting. And very beautiful," Rose whispered.

"I agree...it was beautiful. You are beautiful," he said softly to her. He kissed her ear, then her mouth, slowly, deliberately. "Rose, did I hurt you?"

"A little." More kisses.

"I'm so sorry," Scorpius whispered. "I don't ever want to hurt you. You know I would die for you."

"Don't say that. You can't leave me."

"I wouldn't. But I would die for you. Like I almost did when I saved you from that tree." They laughed quietly, then Rose put her forehead against Scorpius', running her fingers down his arm in slow, almost hypnotic strokes.

"I'll never forget this day, so long as I live."

"Nor will I. Nor will I."

Outside, the snow fell harder still, making for quite a cozy afternoon in the secret room which very few students knew about. Only Roxanne and Colt, who had been to the Room of Requirement many times, were quite dumbfounded as to why the room would not open for them until later that evening.