Hermione had already entered the bathroom. She used her wand to turn on several taps in the large, walk-in glass shower. As soon as the steam began to rise and disperse around the room, she stepped out of her clothes, gingerly placing them in a pile close to the sink. After a quick glance in the mirror, Hermione decided she was thankful for the mist and the way her long curls covered her heavy breasts. Her body was...still her body. Childbirth had changed it, however, not in a way that she was ashamed of, but more like getting used to.