"That didn't stop you before, did it?" Voldemort taunted and Snape fell silent.  "Since you are so fond of mudbloods perhaps Lucius would share his." Hermione longed to turn and look at Snape, but she did not dare stop what she was doing.  A chair scraped and she heard footsteps.  A moment later she felt cool fingers slide between her legs and realized that Snape had, in fact, joined in.  Oh, God.  She whimpered.