A/N: So in the last three days, I've only gotten four reviews. After last chapter's response, I was expecting at least a few more... tsk, tsk.
Anyways, I hope you appreciate THIS chapter enough to review. I think you'll like it. A lot. Since I won't be here for the next week (spring break and all that...) I'll just be putting this up and I most likely won't have chapter 15 done by the time I get back, but who knows? You might get a surprise in the middle of the week if you just REVIEW! :D Anyways, here's your chapter!

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Scorpius smiled as soon as he saw me as I came through the entranceway to the hidden terrace.

"Excited to see me?" I grinned.

He rolled his eyes. "Just follow me," he told me, striding away.

I followed him up flight after flight of stairs, through unfamiliar passages and twisting and turning corridors. Finally, we arrived at a spot on the seventh floor, right across from the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy's pitiful attempt to teach trolls to do ballet.

"Where are we, Scorpius?" I asked, puzzled, as he began pacing back and forth.

Suddenly, a large door appeared. A wave of understanding flooded through me. "The Room of Requirement..." I gasped in awe. "My father said it was destroyed during the Final Battle..."

"It repaired itself," Scorpius shrugged. "It still looks a bit beaten up, but whatever magic it's got has been helping to repair the room since then, it seems."

We walked in and I gave an audible gasp at our surroundings. It was a beautiful ballroom, albeit with a few scratches here and there—probably evidence of the damage done by the Fiendfyre. The walls were lined with slightly-charred golden drapes, and the walls themselves were a lovely, metallic red. Gryffindor colors. I noticed, however, in the chandelier perched in the middle of the room, there were some emeralds, and the chandelier itself was made of diamonds—Slytherin colors. The chandelier cast a beautiful light on the rest of the room, which was empty for the time being.

I raised my eyebrows. "Creative of you."

"I have quite an imagination," he grinned. "Would you like a dance?"

"Of course," I smiled in return. And just like the night of the ball, we were dancing, gliding along the floor. It was almost as if we were floating; it was so magical—but not in the literal sense. We were lost in our own world, just Scorpius and me, dancing the night away.

We were kissing, for how long I wasn't sure. I could feel the heat between us, the electricity I felt every time he touched me, the energy I felt when we were together. We toppled onto a bed that hadn't been there a moment ago, and we were both gasping for air as we continued, slowly shedding our clothes.

Suddenly, I came back to reality and realized what we were about to do. "Scorpius," I gasped as he kissed his way down my neck, "Stop—stop for a second..." My head was spinning and I could barely get the words out; I was too lost in the sensations.

He looked up at me, seeming to have spiraled down to the present as well. "Oh... Oh, Merlin... I'm sorry, Lily."

I shook my head. "It's okay... It's not like you were taking advantage of me. If I really hadn't wanted anything to happen I would've stopped you in the beginning. It's just that I'm not ready for... this yet. We've only been dating for a week..."

"I understand," he smiled wanly. "I think we both just got caught up in the moment."

Nodding, I gave him a quick peck on the lips and started to redress myself, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. Checking my reflection in a mirror that had appeared against the wall, I sighed as I took in my ruffled appearance. A clock on the wall told me that it was nearly midnight.

"Shit," I muttered. "How am I supposed to get back to the common room now?"

Scorpius, who had come up behind me while I was distracted and was still half-dressed, said, "Why don't we just stay here the whole night?"

"Because," I snapped, "Who knows what we'll get up to if we're left alone together for any longer?"

"You're right," he said, grinning devilishly, "You have no idea what we'd do if we were left alone together for any longer... I, however..."

I rolled my eyes. "I really have to go, Scorpius..."

"Fine," he told me breezily, "Get caught looking like that by Filch..."

My eyes widened in horror. "Maybe I should stay... But promise me we won't do anything, all right?"

"What do you mean by anything?" his eyes sparkled mischievously.

"Fine, let's just say we won't have sex or anything tonight. Okay?"

"Of course," he grinned. "It doesn't mean, though, that we can't do this..."

And then we were kissing again. Our bodies seemed to fuse together as we stood there like that for Circe-knows-how-long and just kissed before I finally pulled away—albeit reluctantly—and murmured, "We ought to go to bed..."

He responded, "We ought to... But we won't."

In the morning, I woke up with a start. Groggily glancing up around me, I felt confused: where was I? This was definitely not the Gryffindor girls' dorm...

After a few moments, I realized that I was in the Room of Requirement... And last night... Oh, Circe.

At least I hadn't lost my virginity. If that was even something to be thankful for...

A mirror appeared in front of me. My hair was a bird's nest atop my head, and I looked simply awful. At that thought, a shower appeared next to me and I gladly stepped in under the hot spray. Thoroughly washing myself, I checked around for some shampoo, and Madam Sleakeazy's newest line of shampoos and conditioners—my personal favorite—materialized and I gladly squirted some out onto my hand as I felt a hand touch my shoulder.

I jumped and screamed loudly, dropping the bottle of shampoo, which floated back up to the wire basket on the wall, and spun around to see Scorpius standing there. Naked.

"What the fuck are you doing, Malfoy?" I yelled.

"Going back to old habits, are you, Potter?" he grinned.

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up. Why are you taking a shower with me?"

"To save time. Obviously. We have a Hogsmeade date today!"

I'd completely forgotten. "Oh... Crap..."

"Don't worry. I have everything planned. I knew you'd forget about it..."

My arms crossed, I glared at him before snapping, "Don't change the subject! You are not getting away with taking a shower with me 'to save time!' We have all the time we need, all right?"

"But I don't like getting out of the shower after I get in," he pouted.

"You are whether you like it or not!" I told him indignantly.

He continued to pout like a toddler. "You're so bossy!"

I rolled my eyes. "Stop acting like a child, Scorpius..."

"Okay," he said easily, eyes sparkling mischievously. "Would you prefer I act like a man?"

And then I was pressed against the wall of the shower as he kissed me for... who knows how long. We stood there, in the middle of the shower, tongues battling as our breaths grew more and more ragged, each kiss more passionate, before I felt something against my thigh.

"Scorpius?" I said, pulling away.

He turned red. "Sorry... I shouldn't have gotten so carried away. Again."

"It's all right... Like I said, it was both of our faults, right?"

"Yeah," he mumbled, still embarrassed.

And then the shower turned really, really cold.

"Please don't tell me we're going to Madam Puddifoot's," I groaned. Somehow, after all these years, the blasted place had managed to stay open, thanks to those awful lovey-dovey couples that insisted on going there for their oh-so-romantic dates. Blech.

Scorpius smirked. "Like I would put either of us through that kind of torture."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, I don't think I could have lived through it if you tried."

"Well, we wouldn't want you dead, would we?" came a voice from behind me and we both turned to see Dom, Jenny, and Rose giggling at us as we both flushed a bit at their expressions.

"Hi..." I said, feeling strangely awkward.

Dom grinned. "So, where'd you two get off to last night? Our little Lily didn't come back to the dorm... All night..."

At this, the other two tittered and I gave them a menacing glare, which they just continued to giggle at.

"We weren't doing anything anyone would be ashamed of," I told them confidently. "But it's still none of your business."

"Looks like Lily has something to hide!" Jenny laughed.

"I have nothing to hide!" I exclaimed defensively. "I'm just telling you to keep your nose in your own business!"

Rose winked at me. "I'm sure you don't, Lily. You can fill us in later."

And with that, the three girls were off to Honeydukes, probably for some more licorice wands and Chocolate Frogs.

"Three Broomsticks?" Scorpius suggested after a moment.

I nodded gratefully; it was a bit uncomfortable standing out in the cold. We headed into the warm pub, which was nearly full with all of the students crowded in. Scorpius and I managed to find a comfortable booth near the middle and ordered a Butterbeer each.

"So," he said, taking a sip of his drink. "Why don't we get to know each other better?"

I shrugged. "Okay. I'll go first... What's your favorite color?"

"Green, of course," he smirked. "What's yours?"

"Red," I told him with a giggle. "Obviously. What do you like to do in your spare time?"

He thought for a moment. "I read a lot. And those Muggle devices fascinate me..."

"Not something you'd expect from a Malfoy," I remarked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not a typical Malfoy, Lily," he said easily. "Now... What're your hobbies?"

And so it continued, at least until Rose, Dom, and Jenny walked in and interrupted us. Again.

"Hey, Lily!" Dom yelled, which caused a few heads to turn. "How's your date going?"

"Yeah!" Rose added at a similar volume. "Is it how you expected it to be?"

I buried my head in my arms and groaned. My friends were going to be the death of me...

I returned to the dorm with my arms laden with books, as well as various sweets from Honeydukes, but I nearly dropped them when I walked through the door. Rushing out immediately and taking a seat on the couch in the common room, I tried not the think of the scene I had just encountered—Rose and Aidan Price (who knows how he managed to get up there) had been doing it on my bed!

I'm going to kill her, I thought venomously. She'd better change the sheets...

Dom and Jenny plopped down on either side of me, grinning. "What're you doing in the common room with all of that stuff?" Jenny asked.

"Rose and Aidan are having sex on my bed," I told them bluntly.

Dom wrinkled her nose. "On your bed? Why not her own?"

"Who knows? But that girl is dead when she gets back out here."

Jenny frowned before changing the subject. "So, how did your date go?"

"Fine," I told them, rolling my eyes. "We had a good time. And before you ask, we didn't really do anything last night. We just... fell asleep," I finished lamely.

"Sure you did," Dom giggled.

I huffed in frustration. "Seriously, Dom. We didn't!"

"So, how much did it hurt?" she continued, acting as if I hadn't spoken.

Slapping her arm, I said, "I did not lose my virginity last night!"

Thank Circe there hadn't been anyone else in the common room at that moment. It would have been awkward...

"Fine," Dom finally surrendered.

After a few moments, Jenny said, "I hope Rose comes down soon. I need to finish my essay for Potions..."

"I still can't believe she decided to do it with him on my bed! Why not Dom's? Or at least hers?" Dom glared at me when I suggested her bed, but I ignored her.

We continued to complain about Rose for a while until she and Aidan Price finally came down looking very satisfied, only to find the three of us glaring daggers at them.

Rose turned red, and so did Aidan as they realized that we knew exactly what they'd been doing prior to coming down.

Still red-faced with embarrassment, Aidan hurried out the portrait hole and left, leaving Rose to face our wrath. I was first.

"Come on, Rose, why'd you have to choose my bed?" I whined. "You could have at least taken the five extra steps to get to yours..."

Before she could open her mouth, Jenny said, "And I've been waiting to get in there so I could finish my essay for at least twenty minutes! I could've been using the extra time to do something productive..."

"But that means he's good," Dom grinned, wiggling her eyebrows.

"And that he is," Rose replied, looking smug.

Dom winked at her. "You have good taste, Rosie..."

Jenny and I huffed and walked back up towards our dorm. "By the way, Rose," I called over my shoulder, "You'd better change my sheets!"

She turned bright red.

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