Hermione asked Maisie to run her bath, pouring the herbs into the hot water. While they dissolved she read over the instructions. She disrobed and lowered herself into the water. Whoever designed the glorious marble soaking device was a genius. The back sloped at the perfect recline angle. The overflow drain sat high enough to allow relaxation while completely submerged. She transfigured a flannel into a pillow and reclined with her eyes closed. She drifted in and out of consciousness until Bellatrix entered with a half knock. "Your robes for tonight. Merlin, I can't wait for this to be finished." She eyed Hermione, "You're a bit scrawny."