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Rose pulled her shirt over her head, kicking open the door to her bedroom sleepily. She popped out her hip, pushing the door shut behind her and tossed the oversized, mint green shirt in a pile of dirty clothes. Miss. Weasley was just about to undo her coral bra when she noticed the seventeen year old boy sitting on her bed.

She let out a little squeak and her hand flew to her heart. "Bloody hell!" She hissed, padding over to her bed.

"Merlin, woman, cover up," Scorpius grinned and tossed his cloak at her. Rose did not catch it and it fell to the oak floors.

"Why are you here? My father is going to murder you!" Rose whispered harshly.

"Calm down, Rosie. Your parents haven't been home for the past six hours and they won't be returning until tomorrow afternoon." Scorpius reclined on her twin size bed, folding his arms behind his head and pursing his lips. "You really ought to read your father's letters."

"How would you know the whereabouts of my parents?"

"I, unlike you, pay attention when your dad tells you the dates of his absences…I must take advantage of these times so that I can properly shag my girlfriend." Scorpius sat up and gave a huge, dimpled smile.

"Oh…gross!" Rose wrinkled her freckled nose and shook her head furiously, "We are not doing that in my bedroom. I sleep here!"

She wandered into her closet and wiggled out of her tight jeans and into a pair of boxers, but did not grab a shirt. Scorpius found this very distracting.

"You didn't care so much when it was my bed!" He called after her.

When Rose shuffled back over, he reached out a tan, Quidditch toned arm, hooking it around her bare middle and pulling her towards him.

"Well…that's different. Your bed is much comfier and bigger than mine," Rose giggled and straddled her boyfriend, pulling a curtain of curls to one side of her face. She placed her hands by his hips, fingering the waist band of his jeans. She was teasing him

"We don't need much room." Scorpius ran his hands up her sides, "Need I remind you of the telephone booth, broom closet, potions store room, and third floor bathroom?"

Rose flushed bright red and opened her mouth to say something, but Scorpius sat up slightly, tangling his hands in her long tresses and pulling her face to his. She smiled into the kiss, "I suppose it's only fair…"

Just then the door to Rose's bedroom banged open violently. Rose squeaked again and fell flat against Scorpius, whose arms immediately locked protectively around her.

"Nice to see you Scorp, Ro." Hugo Weasley twirled his wand between two fingers, leaning against her door frame. Rose cracked open one eye and then buried her face in Scorpius's musky smelling shirt.

Scorpius struggled out from under her, dug into the pocket of his jeans and fished out three galleons, which he chucked at his girlfriend's little brother.

Hugo counted the money and wagged his finger at the pair before exiting,"Next time it'll cost four. I'm going to the Potter's. Mum and Dad are back from France by twelve. Don't get caught."

Rose breathed a sigh of relief and wrestled Scorpius's shirt over his head, pressing kisses up his collar bone. "Now where were we?"

I AM SO SORRY! I have been gone for forever. So long that I'm only just seeing the new and improved fanfiction. I understand if you all have stopped reading, but I'm back! Hopefully updates will be more regular for the summer. Love you all.

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