She tossed the dress on the floor and stepped under the scourging hot water. The steam and the sound of running water grounded her. It was alright. They wouldn’t dare to come back after what just happened. Compared to the other things that Lucius had done to her, this one was harmless. This was the final stop in Astoria’s intervention into her and Draco’s life. Despite being done with scrubbing and washing, Hermione didn’t want to leave. She closed her eyes, trying to push down the last bits of anger and irritation. No matter how much she focused, her mind kept rewinding the scene, making Hermione only more aggravated. She regretted not throwing a glass of wine at Astoria or pushing her down a flight of stairs to get rid of the problem for sure. The longer she thought about it, the more gruesome her plans became. After a few minutes, she was back to the state she was in when she first entered the bathroom.