As Severus pounded her, as she sucked on Scabior’s finger like it was candy, she opened her eyes to tiny slivers and looked around the room.  A bearded man she recognized from the Department of Mysteries was watching in undisguised delight.  One of his hands was out of sight beneath the table and she suspected she knew where it was.  This was Augustus Rookwood.  He sat next to Dolohov, who was also watching in delight.