Rufus had good reflexes, it was part of what made him a good chaser on the quidditch field, but Tuni was fast too. And she looked so beautiful as she came toward him that he forgot to react in a gentlemanly manner. Her lips were on his in an instant, beautiful and warm and asking for him to return her kiss. He did. It would be his undoing, but he did. He kissed her back, gently, trying to restrain himself. He sincerely doubted that Fortuna had any idea of his desire for her. The fact that he wanted to coax her into bed and hide them any from the world. But as he’d told her before, there was time for that in the months to come. If only they could be patient.

Gently, ever so gently, Rufus pulled back from her, wrapping his arms around her in a hug and nestling her to his chest. “There, will that suffice?” He asked before pressing a kiss to the top of her head.