And tonight his need was great. He unplugged the bath with his toes. The last thing he wanted on the day he kissed Hermione was to go and drown himself in the healing waters. The warm liquid sped away, leaving Harry damp and shivery on the bottom of the vast tub. Hugged up in the foetal position, powerless against the waves of searing pain flooding through him, he would just have to ride it out, as he'd done countless times before. Harry took a steadying breath and closed his eye.