Later that night, Hermione curled beside Yaxley in the huge four-poster in the Manor.  Scabior was still downstairs, better, but still not recovered.  Hermione felt better, after the meeting with Kingsley and the others, but she was still shivery and cold, despite Yaxley’s warmth.  She knew it was Snape, and there was nothing she could do about that, except to cling closer to her remaining chosen.