"'Please come over to mine this Friday,"  he said between kisses. " Let me fix it,"  his tongue explored her mouth, making her forget her name. He was so strong. Her hands slid into his hair, pulling the blonde strands. One of his hands cupped her jaw and softly broke the kiss. Hermione let out a quiet whimper, protesting at the loss of his lips. He looked at her, expectant, and she remembered he had asked her a question.