Running on instinct, because this I hadn't done before, I wrapped my legs around his waist. I could feel what he wanted after I had wrapped my legs around him. I moved slightly, and he tightened his grip around me. I did it again, and he groaned and pulled away, stepping two steps back.

"Don't do that, unless you want me to shove this" he said as he poked me with his erection, "inside of you."

"Do you want to?"

"You have no idea."

"Oh, I'm sure I have an idea, because that is exactly what I want to you to do to me."

With those words, he had wrapped my legs back around him and our lips were together again in less than a couple of seconds.

I moved against him a little more and I heard him moan. He apparently decided that he wanted to test me and see how much I wanted it, as for he moved himself so I could feel him against my entrance. I moaned, and moved slightly.

In less than a couple of minutes, neither of us was wearing very much.

"Have you done this before?"

I nodded my head.

"Just hurry up!" and with those few words, he was buried inside of me. All I felt was being complete. I moaned loudly, and he groaned, and then breathed deeply.

"You ok?" I asked him.

"Yes, you are just very tight, and it's so perfect."

"Move, babe," and he did start moving, and oh my god, it felt... wow! I had never had sex feel this good before. All I could think about was the fact that he was moving in and out of me, driving me insane.

I don't know how long we were doing that, but I know it lasted for quite a while. When he finally came, he moaned my name very loud, and lay down on me.

"Can we stay here for tonight?"

"We can't babe."

"Why?" he whined.

"Because this desk is very uncomfortable and I would rather sleep elsewhere."

"And where is else would you rather sleep?"

"Your bed, it would be warmer than mine, and you can't get into my room."

"Mmmm... but that means that I have to get off you and can touch you until we get to my bed," at this he pouted.

"Yeah, it does. Do you think you could handle that?"

"I don't know, because now that I have you I don't want to let you go."

"What do you mean 'have me'?" I asked sitting up, making him stand up. He put a hand on my cheek.

"I want to go out with you. I want you to be mine. I don't think I could handle seeing you with another man. Ever."

"I want to go out with you too," I whispered, "But I don't know whether I'm ready for us to be together forever."

"I don't want to scare you."

"You haven't scared me, just told me honestly what you want. I do want to be yours though. That thought kind of scares me."

"Why does that scare you?"

"I don't know."

"Are you ready to go to my room?"

"I think I have somewhere else in mind. And I think we need to put our clothes back on first," I laughed.

"True," he agreed, and we began putting our clothes back on. When he had his jeans back on and I had on my panties and skirt back on and was about to put my bra on, he came up behind me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Do you have to put that back on?" he whispered into my neck as his hands wandered farther up my torso to my breasts and he started to massage them. He also started sucking on the base of my neck at the same time.

"If you start that we won't get to where we are going," I said, and then moaned.

"And where are we going, babe?"

"Have you heard of the room of requirements?"

"Yes," and he pulled away with one last kiss on my neck and helped me do my bra up. We quickly put on the rest of our clothing, and then we walked to the room of requirements in silence. There was no one around, which made me wonder how long we had been in that empty classroom.

"Did you put a silencing charm on the classroom when you went in?" I asked suddenly, stopping.

"Um..." he said, trying to remember, "Yes, I did."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Why are you so worried?"

"I don't exactly wanting people know that I have fucked in an empty classroom."

"There isn't any rule against fucking in an empty classroom."

"I know, but, oh god," I said slumping against a wall.

"What?" he asked concerned.

"I don't want people thinking I'm a slut. I'm not Pansy."

"I know you aren't babe. We don't have to tell anyone about us if you don't want to, but it might be easier if we tell people now, that we are dating, than later and having to lie about where we are going to be."

"That does make sense, but I don't know if I can tell Harry and Ron."

"How about we don't tell them then."

"What do you mean then?"

"We could kiss in the Great Hall tomorrow morning, which means everyone would know at the same time. Then we would only have to deal with everyone's reaction."

"Ok," I whispered. We, then, made our way to the room of requirements.

Sorry!

Author's Note: I know the end of this chapter wasn't that exciting, but I hope the next chapter will be better. Please review. Any comment will be helpful to make the story better!