"I've had a good fight, a strong drink and now I want a witch," Hermione thought determinedly swallowing hard and letting her lust and thirst for revenge fuel her as she neared closer to the bed. Hermione leaned over Bellatrix and brushed her messy hair off her face. Hermione conjured a damp cloth and began cleaning up Bellatrixs bloody face being gentle and rather motherly about the whole thing even speaking to Bellatrix in a soft hushed tone.