Michaela Boot should be much too smart for this. (perfectionist) wrote in backway,
A wicked gleam lit his eyes, and he nodded once, grabbing her hand and hurrying up the stairs to the boys' rooms. Easing the door open, he peeked in to make sure Richie and Daniel and the other boys were sleeping before nodding once to Cho and tiptoeing to his bed. Once the curtains obscured them, he slipped his wand out and muttered a strong silencing charm around them. When he was certain it was effective, he turned back to Cho - pulling her into his arms and kissing her soundly.
"You're my...favourite...good...night," she whispered.
"You're mine," he whispered back, fingers returning to her buttons and trying to undo the mess she made of them. "Cho, I..." stopping himself, he kissed her harder.
"Five seconds," she teased as she kicked off her shoes and fumbled with her skirt.
"Am I allowed to stare?" he asked, breaking their kiss in order to pull his shirt over his his head.
Cho pretended to consider this, making exaggerating faces as she thought. "Depends," she said as she slid out of her skirt. "Are you going to be romantic?"