Hermione’s length pushed its way inside of her with such a sudden thrust that Andromeda could do nothing but drop away the rational portion of her mind and cry out in dismay. There would be no way to prevent this, no way to play this off and slink away to the shadows. Hermione’s movements were far too smooth and Bellatrix’s chains were far too tight. There was some sort of magic at play here, something that let Hermione move with ease and hammering grace.