A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! I just wanted to say that for those who have asked, there WILL be a Scorpius chapter very soon!

Chapter rated M for language and sexual content

Chapter 27: Who Did I Run To?

It was hot.

I was so bloody hot I could feel sweat glistening on my face. I blinked my eyes open and shut them tightly quickly once more when a stream of sunlight was hitting me on my face. I shifted a bit and then I realized why I was so hot. I was laying on my stomach in Scorpius's bed, and he was practically on top of me. It seemed like I had buried myself under him while I had been asleep. He was halfway on top of me, on his front as well, with our legs intertwined and his arm draped over my bare back.

I turned my head slowly and I was looking directly into his beautiful face. He looked so incredibly peaceful and I didn't want to wake him, but he was so heavy and warm. So as slowly and easily as I could, I turned from where I was underneath him, and gently rolled him off of me. It required a lot of my strength and I was panting slightly by the time he groaned and rolled onto his back without waking up.

He swung his arm up over his head, and I propped myself up on my elbows so I could look at him. It didn't make any sense how handsome he was. His jawline was strong and lined with stubble. I wanted to reach up and run a finger along it, but I didn't want to wake him. He had high cheekbones and full lips that I longed to have on me at all times.

My eyes traveled down from his face to his strong chest and torso. The sheet he had pulled over us had slipped down to both of our waists, exposing my back and his front. His abs were defined, and his chest had thin red marks from where I had scratched him last night. He was so beautiful, and I didn't want to wake him but I couldn't resist. I leaned over him, putting my left arm on the other side of him so I could hover over him without touching him, and I leaned down so I could kiss in between the ridges of his abs. He sighed and squirmed a bit, but when I looked up at him, he was still sound asleep, although a slight frown had creased in between his eyebrows. I smiled and moved off of him and sat up on my knees. I was completely naked, and when I looked down at my chest, I saw that there was a red mark on one of my breasts right near my nipple. I bit my lip when I looked at it—all the signs of Scorpius's desire for me always turned me on so much.

I looked back down at him, and reached up to lift the sheet off his waist so I could look and see what was underneath it. When I lifted it, I gasped.

Scorpius was hard—his erection veined and heavy against his stomach. I whimpered a bit and pulled the sheet the rest of the way off of him. I hoped that he was dreaming of me, of last night.

Very carefully, I lifted my leg and moved to straddle his thighs so that his erection was hard in front of me. I looked up at his face and saw that his frown had deepened but he was still asleep. Man, he's a deep sleeper. Then I looked down at his erection and suddenly I wanted him in my mouth. I'd done it before—Hadley had wanted it constantly, but I'd only done it to him a handful of times, and he had always seemed to enjoy it like crazy. I had never really wanted to do it for him, but right now, straddling Scorpius's thighs and looking down at his beautiful body, there was nothing I wanted more on earth than Scorpius's hard length inside my mouth.

I glanced up to make sure he was still asleep before I reached down and gripped him with both hands. He was thick and throbbing in my hands and my heart rate sped up as my skin started to tingle with need and my veins started to race with adrenaline.

My mouth fell open in desire, and before I could stop myself and talk myself out of it by telling myself how awful I was going to be at it, I bent forward and took the head into my mouth.

He jerked up so quickly that he slid to the back of my throat and almost gagged me. I gripped his hips to still him as my eyes watered.

"Rose, baby, I'm sorry—I—oh, fuck…" He collapsed back into his pillow as I sucked him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks and then sucking them in for a hard suck.

I looked up at him through my lashes and saw that he had draped an arm over his eyes and his mouth was hanging open in pleasure. I was pleased with myself, and as my confidence built, so did my eagerness to please him. I bobbed my head up and down along his length slowly, savoring the taste of him. Then I pulled away and he lifted his arm to look at me as I dragged my tongue along his length before taking him all the way into my mouth again. He groaned and moved his hands down to slip them into my hair.

He tugged at it, guiding me along his length. He held onto my hair tightly, but not tight enough to hurt, just tight enough so that he was in control. I put my hands on his thighs as he moved my head and thrust up into my mouth.

"Shit," he hissed after I gave particularly rough suction. "Like that. Fuck."

His grip in my hair loosened as he bowed to the pleasure, so I was able to take back a bit of the control, and I bobbed more quickly up and down his length, sucking hard each time I pulled up. He was mumbling a stream of curses and his thighs were quivering underneath my hands. I was so incredibly turned on by him and the pleasure I was giving him. He was constantly making me lose control from his expert mouth—who knew I had the ability to make him come undone in the same way?

"I'm gonna come, Rose," he said in a hoarse, warning voice. I sucked harder and sped up. "Shit, Rose, seriously, I'll come in your mouth if you don't stop."

But I didn't care. I wanted him to. I wanted him to surrender to the pleasure the way he always made me surrender.

And then he let out a loud grunt that slowly changed into a groan and hot liquid was spurting into my throat. It shocked me at first and I winced, but then I blinked slowly and loosened my throat and swallowed as the liquid continued. His hands in my hair tightened painfully, but it didn't bother me—it turned me on that he couldn't control himself.

Then he relaxed into the bed and I pulled my mouth away. I saw that he had some liquid still left on him, so before I moved away, I leaned in again and licked it away. He twitched, and I looked up at him and he was looking at me with fierce, hooded eyes. I smiled shyly at him.

"Come here," he growled, and he leaned up and grabbed me by the waist and flipped me so I was under him. Then he crawled down the bed and his mouth was on me and he slipped a finger inside me, and it only took a few curls of his finger inside me and the rough suction of his tongue for a few moments before I was coming violently, my body trembling with orgasm as I moaned loudly and road out the wave.

Before he came up, he licked me clean just as I had done to him, and I keened violently, making him smirk as he came up in the bed next to me and laid down next to me on his side with his head propped up on his elbow, while I laid flat on my back panting.

He looked at me and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. My heart clenched painfully at the way he was looking at me. I took a deep breath to try and control my breathing.

"Good morning, fritz," I said to him.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Good morning," he said. "To what do I owe that wakeup call?"

I shrugged. "He just looked so lonely down there."

He laughed, and the sound filled me with warmth. "You're referring to my cock."

I nodded. "It is a lovely cock," I said, smiling.

He smiled and narrowed his eyes at me again, clearly trying to restrain his mirth. "I've created a monster."

"You love it," I said.

He regarded me for several moments, and his smile slipped a bit as he stared intently into my eyes. My smile slipped too at the way he was looking at me, and my heart was thundering in my chest.

"Yeah," he said. "I do."

I didn't know what that meant. I didn't know what he was trying to say. My heart was racing and he was looking at me like that and I didn't know what to do.

"So your father is okay?" he said, looking down at me and reaching forward to pull a lock of my hair between his fingers.

I exhaled and nodded. "They don't even know how, but yeah. He's fine."

He smiled, looking at my hair as he twirled it between his fingers. And I had to ask him. It might sound crazy if it was really just all in my head, but I had to know. I didn't think I was crazy.

"You were there, weren't you?" I whispered.

He looked up at me and his eyes were stormy and serious. "Yeah," he said.

In that moment, I loved him so much that it hurt. Scorpius cared about me. Maybe he even loved me, too. My chest clenched violently at the thought. Even when I thought that he hated me for what I had done to him, he still cared enough about me to come to the hospital to make sure I was okay. He hadn't spoken to me or anything, he had just watched me, and to me that meant even more. As much as he was trying to force himself to stay away, he cared too much.

"You like me, huh?" I said, smiling reaching up and cupping his cheek in my hand. I rubbed his cheek with my thumb as he looked down at me with a frown in between his eyebrows. I moved my hand up to rub the frown away with my thumb. "Smile," I said. "I'm not so bad."

A small smile spread across his face and he leaned down to brush his lips against mine, making my heart flutter. "No, you're not," he said when he pulled back.

My smile faded. "I really am sorry for what I did. I—"

He shook his head and slid his free hand back to cup my neck, rubbing small circles with his thumb on a spot below my ear, making me shiver. "I know," he said.

I looked away from him. "I'm not that girl anymore," I said quietly. "At least I don't want to be."

"Hey," he said, applying a bit of pressure to the back of my neck and making me look up at him. "I know what kind of girl you are," he said. "And I like that girl. A lot."

"She likes you, too." My heart was pounding wildly.

"Hmm," he said, leaning down and kissing my jaw. I sighed and my back arched off the bed a bit, instantly craving closeness. His nose ran along my jaw, soothing the burns that his trail of kisses left behind. I reached up and grabbed the wrist of the hand that was holding my neck, just needing to touch him somehow. I sank my other hand into his hair. "Does she want to go steady?"

"What…" My brain wasn't functioning properly. His mouth moved down to my neck and I turned my head to give him better access. I moved my other hand to join the one in his hair while I squirmed underneath him, and he groaned his approval as my grip in his hair tightened.

"Well," he said, his hot breath making me shiver. "This guy wants to know if that girl he likes so much is seeing other guys. And if so, he kindly asks her to stop."

Scorpius's murmured words finally made my cloudy head move back into reality. I stopped squirming and pulled his head up so that I could look at him. I was grinning like a fool. "Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?"

He smiled down at me. "Maybe," he said.

"Hmm," I said. "A secret boyfriend?"

His smile faded a bit. "I wish it didn't have to be secret."

"It's okay, fritz," I said pulling him down for a brief kiss. "It won't have to be a secret forever."

"That right?" he said, his smile returning as he pulled back. "You planning on changing school rules?"

"Well… soon, I won't be your student anymore. I've only got, what, eight more months?"

His grin was so genuine and adorable that I thought I might melt into a puddle and dissolve into his bed. "You planning on putting up with me for eight more months?"

I leaned up and pecked him on the lips. "Longer," I said. "If I have my way."

Before I could get too far away from the kiss I had just given him, he gripped the back of my neck and pulled me in for a deeper kiss. His tongue slid out immediately and met mine, making me groan and wrap my arms around his neck. He tried to push me down onto the bed underneath him, but I smiled against his mouth and pushed off the bed so that I could straddle him, never taking my mouth off his.

"You're stuck with me, Malfoy," I said against his mouth.

"That's good news, Weasley," he said, grabbing my arse and yanking me against him. "Because I wasn't planning on letting you get away anytime soon." He gripped my hips and tried to move me up toward his length that was beginning to harden, but I stopped him and put my hands on his chest so I could sit up and look at him.

"You really wanna do this?" I said quietly.

He nodded. "More than anything." He grabbed my hips again, but I planted myself firmly, teasing him.

"Well, I believe I was promised a date," I said scooting up so I could rub my folds along his length. He groaned and shut his eyes briefly for a moment. When he opened them, his eyes were dilated with lust.

"How about tonight?" he said, his voice hoarse. "You have band practice or Quidditch?"

I shook my head and bit my lip, trying not to smile too big. I couldn't believe my life. Yesterday I had been fucking miserable. My father had been dying, and I had been convinced that Malfoy and I would never be together. Now my father was alive, and Malfoy had just asked me to be his girlfriend. What a fucking whirlwind.

"What are you grinning about?" he said, finally beating out my playful resistance and lifting me before guiding me to his length and pushing me down on him. I tipped my head back and moaned as he hissed his pleasure between his teeth. "You feel so fucking good," he growled.

I slowly started to move, grinding and circling around on his thick length as it pulsed inside me. It was absurd how good he felt when he was filling me to capacity.

"Now that you've finally made an honest woman out of me," I said breathily. "I can finally give you what you want."

He laughed huskily and I yelped when he sat up suddenly and wrapped his arm around my back to yank me toward him, while bracing himself with his other hand behind him. He got, if possible, even deeper inside me, and I moaned loudly as I vibrated with need. His face was so close to mine and I was looking into his gray eyes so filled with need and desire for me. I love you. The words were in my head and on my lips as I looked at him, but I couldn't say them. It was too soon. Way too soon.

"You've already given me what I want," he said in his low, sexy, husky voice that he used when he was talking to me when we were like this together. He thrust up into me and I gasped and moaned loudly. "I want you."

And then we were lost in each other. So completely lost in our blind desire for each other. And I never wanted to be found.

A bit later, Scorpius and I had showered together, and he was sitting on the edge of his bed putting his shoes on, grumbling about one of his students, while I stood in front of the mirror above his wardrobe, listening to him while putting on lip-gloss and checking my reflection.

I hadn't stopped smiling in over an hour. I couldn't. All I could think about was how happy I was—how my life was good again for the first time in over a year. I just kept thinking about Scorpius and I together last night when I came back from the hospital, and this morning in his bed… and then later in the shower. It didn't make sense the way he made my body feel. Sometimes I didn't understand it, but usually I just went with it, embracing the sensations, and letting him take me to places I had never been. I trusted him, and I wanted to be with him more than anything. And now we were together. Like really together. Scorpius Malfoy was my boyfriend. I giggled out loud at the thought, and Scorpius stopped short of what he was saying, making me giggle again.

"What's going on over there?" Scorpius asked. I could hear the smile in his voice right before I heard the bed creak, indicating that he was getting up. And then he was behind me, and he pulled my hair to one side and I tilted my head instinctually as he brought his mouth down to his my neck.

"I'm just happy," I breathed as my eyes fluttered closed and Scorpius's arm came around my waist to pull me back closer against him.

He hummed and I felt the vibration against me. "Me, too," he said. And then he stopped kissing me and looked up at our reflection in the mirror. We looked good together—my red hair, blue eyes, and smattering of freckles contrasting with his pale skin, hooded gray eyes, and perfectly-tousled blonde hair. On paper, it would seem like we didn't fit, but somehow, we just did.

"But we have to go," he said quietly as I tried to nuzzle closer to him.

"Why?"

He studied me through the reflection. "Because you look so fucking sexy, and if we stay in here any longer, I don't know if we'll ever get out."

I smiled at him and bit the corner of my lower lip before I turned in his arms to face him, adopting a pout as I looked up at him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I don't want to go out there."

He smiled and flicked my lip with his thumb before moving his hands down to grip my hips. "Why is that, baby?"

"Because out there you're my secret boyfriend. And none of those bitches know that you're mine. But in here, I get you all to myself."

Scorpius laughed and the sound made me smile. "You don't need to worry about those 'bitches,'" Scorpius said, leaning in to peck me. Before he could pull back, though, I gripped his head in my hands and pulled him to me, opening my mouth against his and pressing my hips to his suggestively. His grip on my hips tightened and he groaned and pulled me closer as his tongue moved possessively against mine—his mouth owning mine. It was a new sensation—a kiss like we'd never had before—and I knew he was kissing me like that to show me that I was his, and he was mine, and I didn't have to worry about anything or anyone else.

When I finally pulled away, his mouth followed mine momentarily—desperate for more—before he opened his eyes and looked at me with blazing eyes. This time I flicked his lip with my finger before I stepped away, trying to maintain my cool while knowing that my eyes and the flush on my face and neck gave me away. He smirked.

"That way you don't think about any other girls." I walked over to the door, and when I looked back at him, he was looking at me with an exasperated grin.

"Why would you think I'm looking at other girls? Do you think I'm some creep who preys on all the girls here?"

I arched an eyebrow. "You better just be creeping on this girl," I said, pointing at myself with my thumb.

He growled and practically ran up to where I was, wrapping me in his arms. "You're the only girl I'll be creeping on for a long time. I promise."

My whole body ignited with the fire that only he had ever lit inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled. "I like you, fritz," I said.

He smiled. "I like you, too."

Then he pulled away and laced his fingers with mine before walking through the door to his quarters and leading me into the hallway.

"You know we can't hold hands the whole way there, right?"

He arched an eyebrow at me. "We will if I say we can."

I rolled my eyes at him and pulled my hand away—even though I thought he was adorable and I loved him and I never wanted to let go of his hand—when we turned a corner and I heard voices.

"It's suspicious enough that we're walking through the dungeons together," I said as I moved to walk in front of him.

"Hush," he said, falling behind me and making me smile.

We walked through the castle like that—him several paces behind me and me grinning like a fool the entire time. If anyone was really paying close attention, they would have realized that something was going on, but everyone was so wrapped up in their own lives that no one noticed the two of us.

When we turned a corner that was empty, I called out to him.

"Are you checking out my arse?"

"Damn right I am," he said from behind me. We were about to turn the final corner that led to the entrance hall when I yelped as a hand gripped my wrist and pulled me. We were in a hallway that anyone could walk down, but we were concealed between two protruding panels in the wall so that we would hear anyone before they saw us.

He smiled down at me and cupped my neck in his hands before bringing his lips down to mine. I sighed into the kiss and gripped the fabric at his hips. Our tongues rolled against each other, and he was completely in control—moving my head and guiding me where he wanted as he kissed me deeply, making my toes curl and my fingertips tingle and my heart hammer hard in my chest.

After several moments he pulled away, but I kept my eyes closed and my mouth open, savoring the feeling of his kiss. When I opened my eyes, he was grinning at me.

"Good kiss?"

I smiled and leaned forward to nip his lower lip between my teeth. His eyes darkened. "The best."

I sighed and looked down, but he still had his hands on my neck so he forced me to look up at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked, frowning at me.

"I just want everyone to know you're my boyfriend."

He smiled. "I like hearing you say that."

I couldn't help but smile back. He had on his boyish and adorable smile that always made me happy. "What?" I asked. "Boyfriend?"

He nodded and leaned in to brush his lips against mine. "Say it again," he said against my lips.

"Scorpius Malfoy, you are my boyfriend."

He chuckled and pressed his lips against mine hard and quickly. Then he pulled back and he looked serious.

"I know it sucks," he said, rubbing circles with his thumbs below my ears—a gesture that was starting to drive me crazy. "Being in secret." Then he smiled. "But I'm gonna give you best date of your life tonight and make you forget all about that."

"Then hopefully the best fuck of my life after?"

He arched an eyebrow. "Well, considering you've only gotten your fucks from me…"

I slapped his chest and he kissed me quickly again, his boyish smile returning.

"I like you," he said.

I smiled. "I like you, too."

Then with one final peck on the lips, he turned me around and smacked my arse to get me out of the little alcove we had inhabited.

"Hey!"

"Get to the Great Hall," he said. "Your professor commands it."

"My professor commands it?" I said, looking at him over my shoulder with an eye roll. "Really?"

He smirked, and I rolled my eyes again.

"You are annoyingly handsome," I said before turning and walking away.

"You love it!" he called after me. Yeah, I thought. I do love it. I love you. But I just flipped him two fingers over my shoulder and smiled to myself when I heard him laughing behind me.

When I got to the Great Hall, the first thing I noticed was a pack of redheads at the Gryffindor table. I walked over, and Lucy looked up first, and then Hugo. Hugo grinned and moved over, shoving my cousin Lily over as he made room for me to sit down. It was Lily, Hugo, and Albus on one side, and Lysander, Nate, Lucy, and—to my great confusion—Hadley on the other.

"Hey," I said when I sat down next to Albus after he moved over toward Hugo to give me space. I had a secret, and it felt weird sitting here acting like my secret life and Hadley sitting around with my family was normal. "Where are Dom and Louis? We might as well get the whole family here."

Albus rolled his eyes. "You know they never come to breakfast."

"Yeah, too busy dolling themselves up," Lily said from the other side of Hugo.

"Have you heard from mum?" I leaned over Albus and asked Hugo after laughing at Lily and Al. Hugo smiled and threw the letter that he had obviously just gotten over at me. I read it quickly. It was just my mother saying that Dad was leaving the hospital this morning and that he was doing great. I could tell she wrote it quickly—her normally perfect handwriting not as perfect as it always was.

"I think she's still kinda on edge," Hugo said.

"You think?" I said sarcastically.

Then Hugo and Lily started talking about something, while Albus was talking to Nate and Lysander, while Lucy looked off into space. I looked up and realized that Hadley was looking at me.

"Hey," he said, leaning forward on the table.

I smiled. "Hey." It didn't feel weird. I didn't know if it was because of him coming to see me at the hospital or if it was because of me being with Scorpius, but I didn't feel weird about talking to Hadley at all. It almost felt like before—not before the break up but before we were even together—back when he and I were friends.

"Lucy said you weren't there when she woke up. You okay?"

I nodded. "Fine," I said with a smile.

"Did you go to the tower?" he asked, referring to the astronomy tower. It was where I used to always go to think. I figured it would be believable to say I had, so I nodded.

"I'm just still a little overwhelmed."

Hadley smiled. "I can imagine. It's been a crazy month… and a half."

He had no idea. "I know." Then I smiled broadly. "But things are gonna be normal from now on, right?"

He nodded. "I sure fucking hope so." I laughed. "I don't want any more drama."

"You and me both."

"Look at her," Hadley said, making me frown at him. He jerked his head toward Lucy who was staring absently at a spot on the table. "She doesn't even know where she is right now. What I wouldn't give to live in her world."

I nodded. "Definitely."

"Luce," Hadley said, lifting his fist up and knocking gently on her head. "You home?" I threw my head back and laughed and Lucy turned her head in confusion.

Then I felt a weird sensation—like eyes on me, and I looked up to see Scorpius staring at me from the head table. He looked pissed, and my smile and laughter quickly faded. I gave him a look, and he just shook his head slightly and turned back to Professor Loodle, the transfiguration professor.

After we all finished breakfast, Hadley, Al, Lucy, Lysander, and I all headed to potions, while Lily and Hugo went off to Care of Magical Creatures, and Nate went to his free period. We were all talking and laughing on our way there, but I had this niggling in the back of my mind, thinking about the look Scorpius had been giving me at breakfast. What had that been about? When I'd left him, everything had been fucking beyond perfect.

When we got to the classroom, he was sitting at his desk and I immediately walked to the front while Ly, Luce, Al, and Hadley took their seats.

"Hey," I said quietly. The classroom was mostly full so no one would hear us.

"Hey," he said, looking up at me briefly and then looking back down.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

He glanced up at me angrily before looking back down at the papers in front of him.

"Hey—"

"I don't like you talking to him," he said under his breath.

I frowned. "Who?"

"Don't be naïve—that boy—"

"Hadley?"

He looked up at me and glared. "Yes."

I couldn't help it—I smiled. "Why, fritz, are you jealous?"

He looked up at me with narrowed eyes. "I'm serious, Rose."

"Seriously jealous," I said with a smirk.

He gave me a stern, angry look. "I have half a mind to drag you into my office and fuck you over my desk," he growled.

I gasped, and then took a deep breath. I was instantly turned on by his words. I felt desire pool in my stomach and settle between my legs. "You promise?" He narrowed his eyes further. "After class?" I whispered.

"Rose—"

"Baby, you have nothing to worry about," I whispered.

"I saw him."

"What do you—?"

"At the hospital, I saw him with you in the cafeteria." His face was a mask of calmness but I could hear the anger in his voice.

"That was nothing. He—"

"He's still in love with you."

"Who cares?" I literally did not care who Hadley Underwood was in love with. I was in love with Malfoy.

"I do," he growled, his face still calm.

I crossed my arms. "Well, you're being stupid. Who do I let fuck me over his desk? Who did I spend the night with? Who did I run to as soon as I got back to Hogwarts? Whose fucking cock did I suck this morning?"

"Okay," he bit out. "Enough."

"Like I said, fritz," I said before turning away, knowing he knew I was right. "You have nothing to worry about."

Next chapter:

Rose and Scorpius have their first real date...