"Let's see if you’re soft everywhere." The Snatcher said, making his intentions clear without saying them. Hermione’s started to hyperventilate, eyes widening, nose flaring. This couldn’t happen to her. After everything her and the boys went through, all they did to make her stronger, to make her a survivor, this COULDN’T happen. She was panicking, all she learned and trained for going out the window. She didn’t know what to do. When the Snatcher’s fingers came into contact with her white panties, a switch flipped in her brain. Her body moved on its own - Hermione drew her head back, as far as she could while being held, and brought it forward as hard as she could.