Just as she was about to lose herself to her musings, a knock sounded on her door. When she bid whomever to enter distractedly, she was shocked to be pulled from her thoughts as a hand tilted her chin up that caused her eyes to meet the intense blues of Bill Weasley. Before Hermione could form any sort of reply or question, Bill lowered his lips to hers and all thought flew out the open window. After a breath stealing kiss, Bill pulled back to look into her eyes, "The writing in the sand, is that how you feel?"