            She was more unsure about the rest, not wanting him to wake in total panic that he was naked in a strange bedroom, with her his un-dresser. After a minute of chewing on her lip, Hermione decided to roll up the right cuff of his trousers, just enough to expose his wounded leg to be cleaned. The stench of blood and metal was so thick, Hermione’s eyes watered, and she quickly retrieved a fresh towel with warm water to soak up what she could.