He leaned closer to her, their foreheads touching. Her very smell was flooding his senses. His lips brushed hers, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. Her senses have been seduced, she could no longer think straight, but neither did he. "Hermione" he whispered slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savour them. She smiled, her heart fluttering at his voice as she clasped her hands on either side of his face. Slowly she kissed him again and the world fell away in the night, all that mattered was him and her.