Hermione’s stomach twisted at the thought. Returning to the Gryffindor Common Room, she made her way up to dinner, where she couldn’t see Bellatrix or Ginny. Perhaps she’d been rather heated, Hermione realised. Bellatrix was suffering amnesia, and one of the few things she knew about herself was that she was an accomplished duellist. It was reasonable that she would take a personal attack against anyone threatening that.