Draco’s bored droll broke the silence as he asked his confederates if they were ready to finish up now that Hermione had sucked her teets dry. He removed the spell controlling her eyes, smirking as tearstained eyes now moved to follow his path up towards her breasts, he quickly removed the feeding tubes and gave an idle flick at the bells, before stoppering her bound breasts completely, he gave an appreciate pat on the breast meat, commenting that she would be able to produce a far more satisfying volume of milk over time. His mother joined him, in casting an engorgio on the breast bells but she could tell that her ordeal with the bells weren’t over yet. Hermione instinctively knew were the remaining bells were going to be added, she could see the cold appraisal in the Malfoy matriarch’s eyes, now that the mirror was no longer obscured her vision, she could see plainly where the remaining Death Eaters were focusing their attention on.