Harry felt fear washing over him like a an illness, making his face pale several shades before he awkwardly crawled forward and ended up between her legs, the bath water rippling around them. His breathing was choppy and uneven with the closer he got to her. He'd never seen a woman's boobs uncovered before, and it was such an odd sight for him to comprehend. Odd but amazing. Especially since Bellatrix had a rather large and perky pair resting upon her chest. He almost wanted to touch them, but his embarrassment took over instead as he grabbed the bath sponge and lathered it with the sweet body soap the elves had always brought for bath time. He then held up the sponge with his shaking nimble hands and diligently began to wash the dirt and grime away from Bellatrix's shoulders and neck. The more he lightly scrubbed, the more her olive complexion cleaned up and appeared softer in the water.