"I love you too," Leane whispered softly as she placed a tender kiss upon his lips, linking their fingers together with a grin as she turned to face him. "You really do spoil me, you know that?" Leane murmured softly against his lips between kisses.

-

Drew groaned as he nearly finished the cauldrons. Taking a minor break, Drew rubbed his shoulder with a sigh. "Bloody cauldrons.."

Fynn brought their linked hands up to rest against his chest, snugly holding Leane in his embrace as he smiled at her. "I've got some making up to do, don't I?"

- - -

Hearing her neighbours' grumbling caused the young brunette to snigger a bit, but she immediatly silenced her own humour after an angry look from their "warden".

Gently rubbing her nose against his in an eskimo-kiss, Leane murmured softly, "Aye, that you do. But I have some making up to do too," Leane added with a smile as she leaned in and placed long, tender kisses upon his lips. "I love you Fynn."

-

By the time Detention was over, Drew's scowl was set upon his face and he never wanted to see a cauldron again. How they had gotten that dirty he would never understand.

Keeping her within his arms, Fynn happily looked down on his girlfriend, relishing in the kisses and returning them with vigor. As they kissed, he squeezed her hand lightly before hugging her even more tightly against him - a rather possessive hold, really. The black-haired Gryffie kept her there for quite a while as he continued to kiss her.

- - -

Anna groaned before whiping away the sweat from her brow. "I never knew my arms had this many muscles - they're all hurting, dammit!" The look she cast up at Snape was defiant, but it only served to increase the smugness on the professors' face. "I hope you will think twice before breaking the rules again, now."

Leane smiled as she returned his kisses, her fingertips pressing gently into the back of Fynn's neck and back as she leaned into him.

-

Looking at the clock upon the wall, Drew's eyes grew wide. Astronomy was half over-with. "Professor? I'm late for Astronomy. Can you please write a note explaining why I'm so late?" Drew inquired as he wiped off his hands and walked over to Professor Snape's desk.

Eventually his kisses died down, and after a number of light pecks on her lips, Fynn lifted his head away from hers with a light smile. "So how do you intend to make it up to me, hm?" A light caress of his lips against her cheek showed that he was just teasing, and when their eyes locked again, he was smiling broadly. "For all those years; that's quite a tab left."

- - -

"Certainly," the tall, brooding man rose from his seat behind the desk with a smirk on his face. "Then I'll have Miss Van Orsenhoven return all the cauldrons to the Potions class."

The man, Anna thought, looked far too pleased with himself - and when Snape was leaning down to scribble down a note, the brunette glared at his greasy head with all the hatred her slender body could contain. If she was a cat, she probably would've hissed, too.

Leane laughed as she rested her forehead against his cheek. "I'm honestly not quite sure yet," Leane admitted with a kiss upon his jawline, "Have you any thoughts of how I can make it up to you?"

-

"Thank you Professor," Drew said thankful smile as he took the note from the Professor. 'Sorry, Anna,' Drew's expression seemed to say as he shot an apologetic look in Anna's direction before rushing out the door to grab his books and try to make his glass without getting even more points deducted.

His mouth widened into a teasing grin, and as he idly twirled a lock of her hair around his fingers, he said in a flirty tone, "I can think of some things." The blue hairlock slipped through Fynn's fingers as he continued to play with it a while longer. Then, leaving it to rest on her shoulder, his hand slipped away from her hair to sweetly caress down Leane's cheek. "Bu', I'm good for now."

- - -

The look that Drew got in return for his apologetic one, was a look that said, "You'll pay for this!" though the grin on her face indicated that it was simply a joke.

Still grumbling, though, she started to gather the cauldrons on her arms, trying to guess how many she could carry at the same time.

"I'm not sure I dare ask!" Leane laughed as she leaned into his hand and placed tender kisses upon his lips, "I love you."

-

Handing the note to the Professor, Drew was quickly dismissed and he soon joined his group of friends in the Tower.

"What did I miss?" Drew asked as he took caught his breath from the run up to the Astronomy Tower.

"Not much, just a lecture," Josh grumbled.

Kalli sighed as she mouthed to Drew, "Leane and Fynn went a-wall again. Fynn sent Josh and note and told them. I don't think we'll see them until tomorrow."

"Oh," mouth Drew with a sigh. He hated seeing Josh and Leane like this. It wasn't just a strain on friendships, but it was just quite unnatural for them to be apart like this. The two were usually inseparable.

"So you keep saying," Fynn laughed warmly, his hand remaining on her cheek as he answered her kisses with joy and love, his lips pressing down on hers in quick, consecutive pecks. "Tryin' to distract me, perhaps, hm?"

"Mmm, perhaps," Leane whispered against his lips between kisses, "Is it working?"

Still laughing softly - though not as loudly now as before - Fynn's reply was a muttered, "Perhaps" against her lips, pulling her closer against him. His fingertips automatically travelled the distance from leane's cheek, to the soft shell of her ear, rubbing her earlobe lightly, before slipping into the black mass of hair... changing the feeling of the kiss altogether by letting his tongue roam around in her mouth, deepening the kiss, and changing the air around them in the process.

"Good," Leane whispered as she wrapped her legs around his waist and shifted closer to him, "Because I'm thinking we should get our PJs and meet back here for the night. What say you?" Though she spoke about leaving for a brief period, Leane's actions showed other intentions as her fingertips gently pressed into his neck and scalp, deepening their kisses as her tongue explored his mouth with each kiss.

Idly, Fynn wondered to himself why on earth Leane was concerned about sleeping naked together, while CLEARLY they had crossed that border of intimacy.

With her actions completely contradicting her words, however, he didn't bother to give a proper reply. Instead, his hands slipped down to caress her thighs, massaging them roughly in a movement that mimicked the way his tongue was pressing down on hers.

A soft moan escaped Leane's lips as she returned his kisses tenderly. "Tease. You really are quite good at tempting and distracting me," Leane murmured teasingly against his lips between kisses, "One might wonder your intentions."

Fynn suckled on her tongue a while longer before pulling away long enough to actually have some sort of conversation. "I assure you," he said with a smirk while his hands slid over her hips to her camisole-clad waist to start kneeding the soft skin there, "my intentions are far more honourable then anything you have in mind, milady."

"What a shame," Leane teased between long kisses as her fingertips slid beneath the hem of Fynn's boxers and caressed his hip, "I rather liked my idea of your intentions."

"I think you rather like all of your own ideas," Fynn teased again, his hands sliding up Leane's arm to rest on her shoulders. Kissing her tenderly, his finger caressing her shoulder, he easily slid down the straps of her camisole, before leaning in to give her shoulder a series of tender bites and kisses, while saying mid-bite, "Though you might like mine, too."

Leaning into his kisses, Leane couldn't help but smile as she whispered softly, her eyes closing from his attentions, "Mm.. I think I just might."

"So..." he started after a bit, tenderly brushing a strand of black hair behind her ear with a finger, his fingertips lingering against the soft skin of her cheek. "How about we take a rain check on this 'making it up to me' thing..." Fynns voice trailed off, as did his fingers, and he seemed distracted by her lips for a while as he continued, "and just go with your plan right about now?"

"Mmm, and which brilliant plan was that?" Leane asked distractedly as she leaned into his kisses and returned them eagerly.

It took him a bit to actually remember which plan of Leane's he had decided to follow... and distractedly he started to mumble something about them taking a little nap and then returning amongst people, or something...?

Truthfully, Fynn's mind was too hazy to actually remember properly. Trying to control his raging hormones, though, he did eventually manage to detach his lips from hers... but only after uttering a small sigh of regret at the loss of human contact.

Leane frowned slightly at the loss of his lips. "Mm, sleep does sound wonderful right now," Leane admitted with a yawn, which was quickly followed by a blush. "Shall we stay here?"

It took him a while to fully get the haziness out of his brain, but when he managed it, a genuinely happy smile spread on his lips when I said, "I'd like that."

"That blush," Fynn teased after a moment's pause, his finger rising to caress her soft cheek, "is so very ladylike, while most of what we have done today doesn't exactly coincide with any 'lady-like' mannerisms. Are you trying to confuse me, Lee?" And, continueing to be cheeky, the black-haired Gryffindor gave a sly grin when he finished with, "Though if you're the lady, I don't mind being your tramp."

Leane laughed as she wrapped her arms around his neck, capturing his lips in a long, tender kiss. "You can call it whatever you wish, my love. I'll take you as you are, no mater what you call yourself. Although," Leane added with a teasing grin, "Having a tramp for a boyfriend does sound more wickedly fun."

Leaning back on the bed, Leane gently pulled Fynn with her, capturing his lips once again in a number of sweet, deep kisses. "Besides, I wouldn't exactly call myself a Lady, would you?" Leane whispered teasingly against his lips as her leg gently brushed against his.