Voldemort wasn’t bothered about being pulled from his sleep, but he was bothered when he realized Hermione wasn’t entirely covered. She felt the thick, fluffy duvet cover brush over her exposed breasts and she groaned, turning over and away from the excited Death Eater. The duvet was comfortable and warm and she wanted to find sleep again, but her body went stiff when her body connected with warm flesh -- Voldemort’s.