She trussed the witch up in the finest silk ropes, bound her tightly and made sure that she would be the first thing that Bellatrix saw when she awoke. Naked. Alone. Glimmering with sweat. In the time Bellatrix was unconscious Hermione patched up the older witch; her hands were well versed in magic of all types, and she set about healing what she could find broken. Malnutrition, bruises, cuts and badly set breaks.