Scorpius was starting to get annoyed. They had been in The Three Broomsticks for a little over twenty minutes but no less than six different people had stopped by their table; interrupting their conversation to ask for an autograph, or say hello. He could tell that Albus was not finding it amusing either, as he hastily signed a second year's calendar without so much as glancing at them.

"Sorry, what were you saying?" Albus tried to focus on Scorpius but he knew that it was hopeless. They had hardly gotten any time to talk, and Scorpius wasn't looking too happy about it either.

"Um. I was saying that Lorenzo hasn't even dared to look at me since you talked to him." Scorpius could see that Albus was deflating a little.

Their date had started off quite nicely. The sun was low in the sky, and although a cool breeze swept through the village, it was a beautiful evening. They had decided that they were going to grab a few butter beers and then spend the rest of the night walking around and visiting shops. This, however, was not going swimmingly. Albus finally had enough. He had seen a few girls whispering and pointing over at their table and he knew they were plucking up the courage to come over and talk to them.

"Scor, you want to get out of here?"

Scorpius grinned, "I thought you'd never ask!"

They made their way into the village and stopped into a couple shops before realizing that neither of them really wanted to be there. Albus could not get his mind off of Scorpius, and how they had kissed, and how they might be able to go further than that because of all his hard work earlier that day. Scorpius kept looking at him, turning red and smiling and Albus could only imagine what was going through his head. He decided that this outing needed to end. Turning resolutely away from the village, he held Scorpius' hand and started the walk back towards Hogwarts.

Neither of them spoke much, each content just to hold hands and enjoy each other's company. Scorpius was surprised when Albus didn't head into the school but turned towards to grounds instead. It was dusk now, the sun had set and the sky was a lovely shade of purple.

"Al, where are we going? I'm not hungry right now, but we aren't going to be able to get any dinner later if we stay out here"

Albus, who still had quite a firm hold of Scorpius' hand just smiled, "Trust me?"

"Of course" Scorpius said quietly, leaning in to peck Albus' cheek. He was just so damn gorgeous.

When they were standing in front of their tree, Albus stopped. He whispered something then pulled Scorpius under the sweeping branches.

Scorpius stopped dead, his mouth falling open.

Hidden by the branches of the willow tree, Albus had arranged what seemed to be an outdoor bedroom. There were blankets on the ground, a few pillows and more blankets piled up by the trunk. What looked like a picnic basket also sat by the spare blankets. They whole place was lit by flames in jars, hovering at various heights.

"Um, do you like it?" Albus murmured. He was rubbing Scorpius knuckles with him thumb now.

"This…this is where you were earlier today, wasn't it?" Scorpius couldn't begin to convey how much it meant to him that Albus had done all of this.

"Yeah, it was," Albus pulled him to the blankets, "First I thought that maybe we could go to the Room of Requirement. But I wanted this to be different. This is all just us. There isn't a room catering to our every need, this is just me. And you. And that's sort of how I wanted it to be."

Scorpius just stared at Albus. The flickering flames cast glowing shadows around them, making Albus' skin look godly and golden. Albus smiled warmly at Scorpius and he could do nothing but beam back at him. He was in complete awe of what Albus had done for him. They kicked of their shoes and settled onto the 'bed'. Scorpius was surprised to find that it actually felt like a bed, it was soft and springy, and it didn't feel the least bit like they were sitting on lumpy ground.

Albus grinned at Scorpius' expression, "It's a charm my father made up. And before you ask, I also cast an insect-repellant spell around our tree. I know how much you hate them. There's also a charm around the tree that protects us from being seen and interrupted."

Scorpius couldn't hold on any longer. He launched himself at Albus and kissed him. Albus, taken by surprised, was knocked onto his back. He didn't bother trying to get up though. Scorpius was already climbing on top of him, settling himself comfortably between Albus legs.

Albus arms came up around Scorpius neck and he deepened the kiss, probing Scorpius' mouth with his tongue, wanting to taste him, to memorize him. He never wanted to move. His pants were growing tighter by the second however. He tried to shift casually but only discovered that Scorpius was in the same predicament as himself. They broke apart for the first time and smiled shyly at each other.

"Shirts?" Scorpius panted

"Shirts." Albus repeated.

They divested of their clothes faster that either would have thought possible. Scorpius took a moment to gaze at the gorgeous body laid out in front of him. His mind flitted back to the Quidditch pitch when he was trying to photograph Albus and he grinned, knowing that Albus was his now; he could stare as long as he wanted. Their mouths found each other once again. Scorpius started kissing down Albus' jaw, and moved slowly to his neck.

"Mmgh! Scor!" Albus hadn't expected it. The sensitive skin was being teased and nibbled on. He was sure he'd have a few marks to hide the next morning but he didn't care. He couldn't tear his mind away from what was happening to him. As Scorpius' mouth trailed down his neck, Albus started massaging his lower back, slowly making his was to Scorpius' arse.

Gingerly, almost as if testing to see if it was okay, he slid his hands into the back pockets of Scorpius' jeans. Scorpius responded by giving Albus another hickey, right by his collar bone. Bolstered by the reaction, Albus risked sliding his hands back up and then down again, this time under Scorpius' jeans. Albus massaged Scorpius' arse, trying to stay conscious as Scorpius took one of his nipples into his mouth.

Scorpius' mind was on overdrive. Albus' strong hands were on his arse and he couldn't help but feel elated. He sat up, still straddling Albus, to catch his breath.

"Al," he panted, "Al, you're amazing."

Albus grinned wickedly and sat up. Scorpius didn't even have time to react before he was pushed off of Albus' thighs and was lying on his back, staring up at darkened green eyes.

"Hey," Albus said smiling still, "You're pretty amazing too"

This was the Albus that Scorpius recognized; the one that was cheeky and in control. He blushed unwillingly.

"These need to go" Albus said, tugging gently on Scorpius' jeans. Scorpius nodded mutely, trying to catch his breath. He watched Albus concentrating as he undid the clasp and zipper on Scorpius trousers and pulled them off. He put them to the side before turning his full attention to Scorpius.

"I've said this before, but you're beautiful" Albus whispered. His eyes were roaming freely over Scorpius' body and Scorpius turned even redder. Albus took in the plains of porcelain skin, the dips and subtle bulges of Scorpius' muscles and the much more pronounced bulge in Scorpius' underwear.

His hands were inching towards Scorpius' waistband before he registered what was happening. He stopped himself and locked eyes with Scorpius. Scorpius smiled what he hoped to be a reassuring smile, he was anxious about this part, but he trusted Albus entirely.

Albus smiled back and with hands he didn't realize were trembling, he gently removed Scorpius' underwear, being careful of his erection. Scorpius lifted his hips to help and then he was completely naked.

Albus sucked in his breath. He thought Scorpius looked like an angel. Every inch of him was divine and he looked absolutely perfect lying on the sheets.

"What?" Scorpius said, squirming a little, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing in the slightest" Albus replied, crawling forward on his hands to kiss Scorpius once again. He couldn't stop himself from lowering his hips and rutting lightly against Scorpius. Scorpius' breath caught in his throat. Even though Albus' jeans were rough on his penis, he welcomed the friction.

"More, Al" he gasped, pulling Albus close to him, his fingertips digging into Albus' back.

"As you wish" Albus said slyly.