"I doubt I’d be able to find a suitable replacement." He stood up, seemingly taking up all of the space in the small bathroom, and began to reach his right hand towards her. She stiffened slightly at his movement, but his hand didn’t touch her. Following his movement, she saw him grab Harry’s thick flannel robe off the back of the door. He leaned down until his head was level with her ear as he held the robe out to her.