He lead her to his bed and sat her down before slipping into the bathroom and grabbing a cloth and a basin of cold water and went back to the bed, drawing the curtain and putting up sticking charms and silencing ones before sitting across from Hermione who was sat cross-legged by the Headboard. He dipped the cloth into the water, wrung it, and scooted close enough to gently clean the tear streaks off her neck and face, his hand still shaking and mind racing.