Remus sat back on his haunches and watched his fingers slide in and out of her body. He loved her like this, panting and wanton for him, or for Draco. She lost all her inhibitions and Remus knew this was one of the only ways that their witch got out of her own head and could just feel. He brushed his thumb over her clit and  her breath hitched, "Hermione, open your eyes." She complied, and for her obedience, he added a third finger.