Bellatrix simply turned and left without a word. Shutting the door behind her. She hastily walked down the hallway and lent over the Bannister for a moment, taking a deep breath. Why the mudblood was thankful for this was beyond her. She may have been playing the sweet card, but this entire situation was hardly one to be thankful for. Bellatrix had basically now made Hermione a slave in her home, and she thanked her for it. 