Amortentia
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A Scorose Fanfiction by Goldensnitch18
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Rated M for Scenes of a Sexual Nature & Language
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Summary: In their sixth year, rivals Rose and Scorpius
have a moment of terrifying clarity when they
both inhale the sweet smell of Amortentia.
One year later, Rose is finally single and Scorpius is
determined to snog the crazy out of her.
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Disclaimer: I am not profiting from this story.
Anything you recognize belongs to the great and mighty JKR.
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Beta Magic: Many thanks to harpersbizarre and dragonjess
for their time and work on this story.
Chapter Twelve
Rose was packing her trunk the night before she was due back at Hogwarts, when her mother appeared in the doorway of her bedroom.
"Hey, Mum," she told her, trying to smile and sort of succeeding. She knew she had been a mess since her last night with Scorpius. He wanted something from her that she wasn't sure she could give him, and she couldn't stop thinking about it.
"How's the packing?" Hermione crossed the plush tan carpet to settle on Rose's bed.
"Emotional," Rose admitted, and it was. Even beyond what was happening with Scorpius, this was the possibly the last time she would pack her things. She could come home for two weeks at Easter, but she hadn't made a choice yet whether or not she would need the time to study, and her parents weren't pushing her one way or the other.
"Yeah. This year is big." Hermione put a hand on the clothes in her daughter's trunk and sighed. "Sometimes, I don't understand how we've already made it this far. You were just a little girl begging me for her first broom ride with Uncle Harry."
"I still remember it," Rose smiled, a real genuine smile untainted by her confusion and hesitancy. "It was amazing."
"You hated it," Hermione told her, laughing.
"Well, yeah. It was really high up," Rose defended.
"Your father convinced you to try again, and he held you tight, and you just laughed and squealed the entire time." Hermione closed her eyes as if she could see the pair of them taking off behind her lids.
"Well, I was always a bit of a Daddy's girl."
"Yes, you certainly were." Hermione grabbed a shirt from the bed and began to fold it, helping Rose fill the empty space in her trunk. "But, I think you have my heart and once you love something, you never let it go." Rose couldn't help but think of Scorpius. She loved him. She was sure of it. She had nearly cried when she had left him the other night. They had both been standing in the kitchen. She was clutching at his shirt, not wanting to leave, and he had his hands tucked into her back pockets. He was alternating between kissing her softly and telling her she ought to get home before her parents began to worry. She had grumbled and kept letting him kiss her until it was clear she was going to need to drag him back to the bedroom or leave. She had pushed him back, reluctantly, promised to see him soon, and gone home.
"I think you're right." Rose grinned, and added, "But, I have Dad's temper."
Hermione laughed out loud at this and shook her head. "Merlin, isn't that the truth. Your father has mellowed over the years, or I probably would have strangled him a long time ago, but you are still developing that particular ability."
"How did you know he was it, Mum?" The words spilled out without permission, or proper thought and Rose hurried to cover. "Only, I just worry. I was so sure about Rowan."
"Your Dad is my balance, Rose. He is funny when I am worried, and rash where I am cool, and he is caring in a way that I have rarely seen. He loves his friends fiercely, and he loves you and Hugo even more fiercely, and that is sexy." She waggled her eyebrow,s and Rose groaned and shook her head.
"Dad is not sexy!"
"Maybe not to you." Hermione winked, and Rose groaned again. "Love is hard and complicated and being so different isn't easy. Twenty-five years and some of them are sure to be not so good, but I just … when I'm with him, I just know he's mine, and I'm his, and even when I want to kill him, I wouldn't trade him for anyone else in the world."
"That sounds confusing," and familiar.
"It is. Rose, one day, you're going to fall in love, for real, and I hope that you never let go." Hermione grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "The one thing we took out of the war, us and Harry, was that the people we loved were the most important part of our lives. I love my job, and I love this house, and doing magic, and being able to help people and creatures that can't help themselves, but Rose, if I had to, I would give all of that up to be with your father for the rest of my life." She choked, and cleared her throat, and Rose felt a tear move down her cheek slowly. She pulled her hand back and wiped it away as if it was burning her.
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The fire was spitting, but Rose sat on the floor in front of it anyway, wrapped in her Grandmother's quilt. She needed it. Damn did she need it. She had been waiting for Scorpius for what felt like forever, but it had probably only been forty minutes or so. She supposed his friends had wanted to catch up, or maybe he had been pulled into something as Head Boy. She didn't know. She didn't even know if she wanted him to walk through that portrait or not. She didn't know.
She had spent every moment of the train ride with her head up against the glass and eyes closed. She had hoped that the cool touch would help ebb the pain in her head, but it had kept raging. She had gone to see Alice's mom as soon as she had arrived in the castle and spent dinner in one of the bed's in the infirmary. Hannah had been hesitant to let her go, but Rose had insisted that she was fine, it had just been a headache.
It was just a headache, but the cause had been her lack of sleep the night before. She had tossed and turned hearing voices every time she closed her eyes.
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"I saw you in Slughorn's class Rose. You know I did."
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"I didn't like Aaron bloody Boot fucking snogging you."
"I don't want to kiss him."
"Do you want to kiss me?"
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"I just can't really imagine being with anyone else yet."
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"Were you waiting for me?"
"What do you think?"
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".. now that I've tasted you, I don't want to stop."
"This isn't going past graduation."
"And, we're not having sex."
"No snogging other people. If you want to date someone, you tell me, and we end it."
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"I never would have guessed you for the jealous type before this."
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"Wait. You … went to him because …"
"Because, I wanted you and he was my boyfriend."
"And …"
"And, I couldn't stop thinking about you the entire time he was touching me."
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"The recipe is wrong."
"What?"
"Trust me."
"I'll trust you."
"Maybe we're a better team than you thought."
"When you're doing inanimate to animate transformations you have to turn your wrist in while you flick."
"Was that the only time you thought about me? When you were with him in the changing rooms."
"No."
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"You've been staring at me all day."
"Come in my room."
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"Scor"
"Red."
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"This was the best decision ever."
"Yes. Yes, it was."
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"I … well … I thought maybe we had become friends lately. With everything."
"Me too."
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"He's a fucking dick, Rose. You know that right?"
"Of course, I know he's a dick Scorpius. He cheated on me with I don't even know how many girls who just want him because he got signed to that stupid team."
"No, that's not what I mean. Rose, you are incredibly sexy. I get hard every time I even think about snogging you. When you touch me it's everything I can do not to finish right there because you are so fucking beautiful and smart and I can't believe that you think I'm good to look at and want to mess around with me when you could have any guy in this school. Rowan Wood is the dumbest fucking dick I've ever met in my life. He had all of that crap that I get plus you were crazy in love with him. I … I don't know how any bloke could give that up for some slag Quidditch groupies. Don't ever let any other arsehole make you feel like you aren't good enough."
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"What about a bet."
"A bet?"
"Okay. If you win … you can do it … once."
"You'll definitely want it more than once."
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"All my mates have dates. Being alone today was an unforeseen side effect of not dating."
"You could date."
"Eh. Not really anyone I would have wanted to ask."
"Okay. So, you're going to sit here with me?"
"Why not? We're friends now. We won't hold hands or snog, and I won't buy you candy or take you to Puddifoot for tea."
"I guess it won't be a date then if we don't drink the fancy tea."
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"I … accepted a job already. I have to have them for it."
"Oh. What are you going to be doing?"
"Uh … working for Ollivander."
"What?"
"He … He's going to teach me …"
"How to make wands?"
"Look, don't tell Al okay? He wants to go be Auror's together and I … well this is …"
"Amazing, Scorpius. That's incredible."
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"You're in trouble."
"What am I in trouble for?"
"You like him."
"What? Scorpius? I don't like him."
"You're playing with fire."
"Oh, shut up. Just because I can stand being around him …"
"And you're snogging him, and who knows what else."
"We're just …"
"Trying to snog the attraction away? How does that even sound like a good idea. Let's snog a whole bunch and roll around naked and see if we want to rip each other's clothes off less."
"Well … I don't know what to say to that!"
"Say you'll stop, or at least, give him a real chance."
"He doesn't want a real chance, Alice. That's why I'm snogging him and rolling around naked with him. He doesn't want me to be in a relationship with him. If he wanted a real chance I'd have turned him down like I did Aaron and Colin."
"Rose … you're a big girl, I'm just worried you're going to end up getting hurt when you least expect it."
"I won't. I promise."
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"See? You aren't the same person and no one expects you to be."
"That isn't true. People expect us both to be just like them. Me like Hermione Granger and you like Draco Malfoy."
"Do you think Hermione and Draco ever snogged in the halls? Do you think they ever did the things I've done to you? Do you think he ever needed her the way I need you."
"No."
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"Are you trying to seduce me, Red?"
"Is it working?"
"Yes."
"You like it?"
"That is the sexiest thing I've ever seen."
"I hoped you would."
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"I guess … I should go."
"You could stay."
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"Going to give me your jersey for the next match?"
"I'll catch the Quaffle for you and give it to you after the game."
"We are terrible friends."
"The worst."
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"I guess it's just hard to believe. How ... you were with Rowan all that time."
"I know, and I thought … we were it, but … honestly, if that's true why did I smell Scorpius in the Amorentia? Why couldn't I stop thinking about him?"
"Then how is that just messing around?"
"Because that's all I have to give right now, and that's all he wants."
"And what if that changes? What if one of you wants more?"
"Then it's over. We stop and we don't look back."
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"How will we resist falling in love when there is butterbeer and chocolate frogs in our lives?"
"I think we will just have to fight our way through."
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"I can do some things for myself, you know. Sometimes I even put on my shoes and tie them like a big boy."
"Oh shut up! I wasn't saying that. It's good cocoa."
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"Well … You could do a lot of things that would give you that, but … well … Rose, I think you would be a really good Auror."
"What?"
"Hear me out! You have all the subjects for it and you are bloody amazing at them, but especially Defense and Transfiguration. You are amazing with your wand. You pick up new spells quicker than anyone else. You see me do a spell wrong once, maybe twice and you can correct me, but you also have a knack for wordless and wandless magic that I've never seen before. You are quick and light on your feet. You handle stress and pressure better than most adult wizards I know. You have a desire to be in a field that is meaningful and will allow you to shine in a way that won't be a reflection of your mother, whom everyone has always compared you to. You …"
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"Well, you shouldn't have done it. It's not your place to decide what I should be doing or get applications for me for jobs."
"It was one job, and I knew you wouldn't do it yourself, and you should because you would be amazing."
"You're ridiculous."
"I'm right, but I'm sorry I went behind your back."
"Good."
"Just look at the information and think about it. Is that all that's bothering you."
"No. The whole school thinks we're on a date."
"So?"
"So, I don't really want my parents hearing that either."
"You're ashamed of your play toy?"
"No. Yes. I don't know. My dad would have a heart attack."
"So would mine. Ron Weasley's daughter."
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"So, you're my girlfriend now?"
"I'm pretty sure that is the furthest thing from what you want from me."
"True. Well, really I just don't want a girlfriend at all. Way too much work. And I can't mess around with you if I have a girlfriend."
"Great …"
"Oh please, you feel the same way."
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"Do you want to date Colin Creevey?"
"No, Scorpius. I don't want to date Colin, just like I don't want to date anyone else."
"Well, then why were you letting him maul you during class."
"He was NOT mauling me."
"And YOU … you were leading him on. Making him think you wanted to shag him."
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"You seem as nervous as I am."
"I just know it's a big decision, and I'm happy for you."
"I wouldn't have done it if you hadn't ordered the information for me. Thank you."
"You're welcome."
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"I need you to know that if you stay here in this bed tonight, I'm going to take all of your clothes off and kiss every inch of your body until you have been properly worshipped and I'm going to bury myself inside of you like I've been wanting to do every day for the past year and a half."
"You want to … to …"
"I want to make love to you,"
"Scor … Are you … what are you saying?"
"I love you."
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"Rose … you had sex with him after he told you he loved you. He's going to think … at least expect that you sort of feel the same way."
"I know."
"Do you?"
"I … like being with him. I do, but … I just don't know. This was supposed to be easy and just a fling to get him off my radar before graduation. I didn't ever imagine it would be this."
"Rose, I know you think I've been a bit crazy, but this is what I was trying to avoid. One of you getting hurt. You really do seem good together. Maybe … you should give it a go."
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"What do you want from this Rose? I told you that … I love you, but, you haven't really acknowledged that or told me how you feel about it."
"I … don't know. I definitely feel more for you than just … just messing around, but Scorpius I'm not just making excuses to Aaron and Colin. I don't want to date. I don't want a boyfriend. I don't want to … to …"
"I'm not Rowan. I'm not going to hurt you."
"But, what if it doesn't work? What if outside of sex we don't actually work? How much is it going to hurt our families? How much will it hurt your grandparents? What if we put them through all this pain and force them to accept something that none of them are going to like and then we don't actually make sense."
"Rose, we make sense. Even the sex isn't just about sex. You spend more time with me than Alice or Albus these days. We talk all the time. We were supposed to go this entire break without each other and we didn't last the first day. Every day since then I've wanted to be with you and I wouldn't have cared if it was just to hang out with you and your family."
"But that's just it. Will you ever be able to hang out with my family? Would my Dad ever accept you? Would he ever see you as more than Draco Malfoy's son?"
"I don't know, Rose, but isn't it worth it to find out?"
"I don't know. I just …"
"You say you have at least some feelings for me and I get that you're scared, but I'm not. I want to be with you. I want to introduce you to my parents and take you out on dates and I don't ever want to listen to another fucking guy ask you out and paw you when I know you're going to be in my bed that night."
"So, what are you saying?"
"As much as I hate it, I'm saying all or nothing. I want all of you or we stop."
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"Your father is not happy, by the way."
"I'm not Rowan. I'm not going to hurt you."
"Give him hell, Rosie."
"I'm not Rowan. I'm not going to hurt you."
"The girl … so … beautiful and ready."
"I'm not Rowan. I'm not going to hurt you."
"I'm going to kill him, Hermione."
"I'm not Rowan. I'm not going to hurt you."
"I hope that you never let it go."
"I love you."
"I love you."
"I love you."
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It had been a constant stream, over and over, reliving moments with Scorpius, her parents, Alice, and Rowan.
Rowan.
He had broken something inside of her, something she didn't even have the self-preservation to realize could be broken. She had fallen for him so easily, trusted him, loved him, planned a life with him, only to have it ripped away and leave her broken. She didn't want to feel that way ever again. Her heart still ached when she thought about him, but it was nothing to the pain she had felt the first few weeks. She had been so ashamed and blind sighted that when it came time to tell people what had happened, she simply said that they had broken up. She hadn't even been able to tell Albus or Alice the truth. There was no way she would have ever told her parents if they hadn't witnessed the whole ugly thing. She had hated the idea that people would know that she had been duped. She had fallen in love, and her love hadn't been enough. It hadn't kept Rowan.
And now … now she was healing. She knew it. She had never expected Scorpius to be the one to do it, but slowly he was trying to break down the barriers and get to those broken pieces buried deep down inside of her. She loved him for that. There was no denying that. He saw her for what she truly was. He knew her in a way that no one else did. He understood what it was like to be her and to feel the pressures that she felt, and he often knew just what she needed to hear. Years of fighting, competing, and being in nearly every class together had made them more aware of each other than she had realized.
All of this was precisely what was holding her back. Scorpius had picked her up from a place where she had no idea what she was doing or where she was going. He had done that, and she was feeling things she never felt with Rowan. If Rowan had been able to leave her a puddle of tears, locked in her room for weeks, barely eating, trying to figure out why she wasn't good enough, what in the bloody hell would Scorpius be capable of?
It all came down to whether or not she trusted him. He had known her hang up without her really even having to spell it out, and he had promised not to hurt her.
"I'm not Rowan. I'm not going to hurt you."
But how could he know? How could she know that he would be in it for the long haul? How could she know that she would be?
On his side, she knew his grandparents would hate her. There was no question about that at all. She would be the daughter of the Muggleborn and the blood traitor. How would she survive Christmas' or birthdays with those people? Worse even than that, what if she and Scorpius decided to get married and have kids one day? It was something she imagined Scorpius would want one day. How would his family treat their children? How would she explain those prejudices to a child who had no choice but to be born into a family where their very existence went against everything they had been taught? On the other hand, his mother knew about her, and she hadn't told him not to see her anymore. She had told him to make it official or end it. Maybe … if she could be okay with it … maybe there was hope.
But, Scorpius' family wasn't the only one with bias' to overcome. Her father and her grandfather both hated the Malfoy's. How would they react to her dating one? What if she became one? Her father had struggled with her being Scorpius' friend, and she was going to spring this on him and expect everything to be okay? Her mother had told her to hold on to love if she ever found it, but would she have said the same thing if she knew that the boy her daughter was thinking about was Scorpius Malfoy?
Rose knew that her family loved her and wanted her to be happy, but try as she might, she just couldn't see Scorpius sitting in her living room playing chess with her Dad while she and her Mum drank cocoa. It seemed like something out of a fairy tale.
Rose was brought out of her constant circular thoughts by the sound of the portrait being opened. Her body tensed immediately. She heard him swing the portrait shut, and his footsteps moved towards her.
She looked back at him to see he was wearing jeans and a Wimbourne Wasps t-shirt. No matter how many times she saw him in muggle clothes, it never got old. A small burn of desire had lit in her belly as he smiled down at her. Even though she had been in anguish the past 36 hours because of this boy, she was happy to see him. She smiled back and leaned up to meet his lips as he fell to his knees behind her. "Finally," he whispered against her lips, tickling them.
"I missed you, too," she told him softly. He put his legs out around her, and she fell back against his chest. Rose sighed as she breathed in his scent, that perfect mix of sandalwood and cinnamon that used to make her so angry.
Scorpius ran his hands down her arms and settled them in her lap after pulling her closer to him. She set her hands on his and their fingers laced together. It felt so perfect. It felt right. She was utterly in love with this boy, and, somehow, he loved her back.
Scorpius leaned down and settled his chin on her shoulder. "How was the rest of your break?" he asked.
"Good, yours?"
"My mum is mad at me for staying at the flat. Gran spent two days at St. Mungo's, but she's home now."
Rose turned her body to face him, pulling herself from his arms and leaving the quilt abandoned. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine. She's …" Scorpius sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "They are so bloody crazy."
"I'm sorry." Rose pulled his hands into hers again.
"It's okay. I know they're crazy, but usually, I can pretend they are normal. This is just … I begged her to go." She could see the pain in his eyes.
"And, she still won't?"
"No. She still won't go." A flash of anger cut through the pain, and he huffed.
"I'm sorry," she said again as she felt useless.
"It's not your fault," he told her and leaned in to kiss her softly. She moved closer to him so she could feel his chest against hers. The flame in her stomach roared, trying to tempt her into a dangerous territory. They needed to talk. She pulled back, and he groaned.
"We should talk about …" She trailed off, and he nodded solemnly.
"Yeah, I guess we should."
Rose moved back from him and sat back down, crossing her legs. Scorpius sat in front of her, looking nervous. She was sure that she looked worse. "I can't lie. Clearly, whatever this is, it isn't what we meant it to be."
Scorpius laughed and shook his head. "No, it isn't."
"You said that you love me." She smiled at the words, and he did also. She felt like an idiot, but she didn't even care because he was clearly an idiot also. "I think … I do too, but …"
"No buts, Rose."
"There is a but."
"Can we just ignore it? Be my girlfriend already?" His girlfriend. Her heart skipped a beat, and she wanted so badly to just say yes.
"I'm not ready." She needed to figure her stuff out. She needed to decide what she wanted for her life. She needed to put Rowan completely behind her. She needed to find out who in the world she was without a boy to make plans with.
"Rose …"
"I'm not saying no, I promise. I just … I'm not ready. I think, I need to be me for awhile, give my parents time to get used to you being my friend, maybe meet each other's families and see what we would be getting into. I don't see this going away. I hoped that the feelings I had for you would go away, but they are only getting worse." She hoped that her Dad would get to know him as her friend and give him a chance. If this happened, then maybe when she was ready to be his girlfriend, Ron would take it better.
"Worse?" He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Stronger," she corrected.
"So, what are you saying then?" He seemed calm as he rested his hands in his lap and watched her carefully.
"I'm … I guess I'm asking you to wait for me." She felt a moment of panic that he may not want to, but his answer came quickly.
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"Yes. Okay."
"I don't know when I'll be ready." She didn't have a checklist for this. There was no schedule. She had no idea when she would feel like she was ready.
"I don't care." His voice remained even and calm.
"Okay," she said again, a bit baffled.
"Okay."
"No more naughty business until you're ready to really be with me." He winked, and she couldn't help but smile.
"Okay," she agreed.
"Okay. I'm going to kiss you now, and it's got to be good if it going to last me however long this takes you."
"Okay." He crawled forward on hands and knees to her, and her heart jumped into her throat. One hand moved up to her cheek to caress her, and she sucked in a breath. He grinned at her reaction, and she could tell he was loving this. He leaned in the last few inches and brushed his lips over hers, barely touching them.
She let out a soft sound somewhere between a groan and a moan, and he actually chuckled at her. He leaned in again, his free hand moving around her back, and she was falling down to the carpet. Her legs stretched out towards him, and he moved over her. Rose looked up into those grey eyes that she had come to know so well and saw passion, desire, and love staring back at her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down.
His lips met hers hard and fast this time, and she arched up into him, mimicking motions her body wanted so very badly. Not knowing when they would get to do this again made it all so much more desperate, so much more powerful. His hands moved up her body, careful to stay over her clothes, but she could feel his breathing deepening and the hard evidence of what this was doing to him against her.
She was not nearly as polite. She moved her hands down from his neck and pushed his shirt up so that she could feel his skin on hers. Scorpius bit softly on her lip and moved his kisses down her jaw to her neck where he sucked and bit at her tender skin. "Scor…" She let his name slip past her lips, and he pressed down harder against her, making Rose wish that the clothes between them were gone once again.
"Fuck." He moved back from her neck to try and compose himself, but he was still rocking his hips against hers.
"Fuck," she said back, pushing at his chest. He sat back enough to let her roll out from under him, and they sat next to each other trying to catch their breath.
"I'm going to wait," he told her, "but I have to go right now."
"Go," she agreed. There was electricity shooting through her body demanding an escape, and the one person she wanted it from needed to not be sitting two feet away from her desperately wanting the same thing.
"Okay." He pushed himself off the floor and rushed to his room, pulling the portrait open and shutting it quickly behind him.
Rose grabbed her quilt and pulled it back around her trying to ignore the voice in her head that was telling her to go chase that boy down and tell him she wanted to be his girlfriend and shag him properly instead of this ridiculous over the clothes grinding nonsense. She rubbed her legs together trying to release some of the tension still building between them, but it was pointless. She could still smell him on her clothes and vividly remember the way he made her feel.
Thank you for reading. I would love to hear what you think of this chapter!
XOXO
Meg