"We have to stop," she let out a breathy moan and he just grunted in response, kissing her jaw.

"Scorpius," she tightened her hold around his shoulders as he slid both hands down her back, palming her ass, before lifting her up and setting her on top of the table. It was late Friday afternoon, classes were over, and they were alone in the last isle of the library, trying their best to stay quiet.

"Practice," she mumbled out before he kissed her again, sucking her bottom lip in, he bit her softly to shut her up. She pulled out of the kiss, but he moved down her neck without a second thought. "You have practice in ten minutes," she exhaled with a whine.

"Bugger," he mumbled against her shoulder, and wrapped his arms around her middle.

"You cant miss another one," she rubbed his back slowly, breathing in his scent.

"I know," he let out a groan but tightened his hold on her. "You know," he pulled back slightly to look at her. "If you don't have anything going on, you should come out and see us practice."

"Oh yeah?" she smiled slowly.

"Yeah," he mumbled against her mouth and kissed her. "All the girls come out to watch their boyfriends play," his hands slid down to her bottom, and he moved closer.

"Is that what I am?" she was now grinning. "Your girlfriend?"

"Yeah, so, now I can beat Scamander to a pulp for a real reason."

"Scorpius," she frowned.

"I don't like the way he looks at you," he kissed her neck. "He looks at you too much."

"Oh, so now no one can look at me?" she slid a hand into his hair and he let out a soft hum.

"You know what I mean," he growled. "He and that brother of his are too friendly."

She let out a soft laugh and he continued kissing down her neck. "And then, maybe, after practice, we can continue what we started," he kissed under her ear, where he knew she was ticklish the most.

"Okay," she couldnt help but laugh and duck away from his kisses."Now go," she pushed on his chest softly and he stepped back, but didn't leave. She scooted off the table, and pulled down on her skirt, attempting to straighten her clothes out. She barely reached his shoulders when they stood straight. He was looking at her with a small smile which she found he did a lot.

"What?" she huffed as she straightened up her tie.

"Nothing," he let out a soft laugh and ducked his head. "Common," he grabbed her hand, entwined his fingers with hers and pulled her out of the library.