Harry questioned timidly, sinking a little lower into the bath water and allowing his long black hair to get wet as the woman stared at him intensely. For some reason he felt even smaller than before as she stared at him. This was a discomfort far more lethal than that of his uncle's leering ways. Harry didn't want to stay in the bath anymore. Nor did he want to try and get out for her to see his entire naked bum from head to toe. The cloudy embarrassment and shyness was apparent in his eyes as he looked away and lowered his head some more, shifting his face away from her grasp.