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"Why do you keep staring at me like that? Have I got something on my face?" Harry asked, touching the sides of his face.
"No, I'm waiting for you to get done so I can clear out the dishes. At least I can do that much, can't I?"
"Sure you can but you're done eating. Why bother? Go upstairs and freshen up, I'll take care of things here when I'm done." He replied with a smile.
"Not after you already helped me clean up my mess earlier. I'd feel less guilty if I do this at least." Her eyes were pleading. Harry chuckles briefly.
"I'm not complaining am I? Go on, I'll handle it, okay?"
"Alright." She picks up her dish to go put it away in the kitchen before heading up the stairs to go freshen up.
She searched through her bag for her towel and whatever else she needed for her bath
