How embarrassing it was to admit that. Harriet would have thought what she said would be understood by the double talking Slytherin. That was their specialty, wasn't it? Blushing even worse when she was invited to shower with Daphne and the Cheer Squad, Harrit couldn't help but imagine being surrounded by the cheerleaders. Naked cheerleaders lathering up their bodies...
"No!" she protested quickly. "No I'm not," she continued more softly.
It was an utter lie. The Gryffindor was trembling, and to help hide it and her growing nudity she sunk further down into the bath tub. By the time her bra was removed, the water was up to her chin. Daphne finally seemed to comprehend what she meant by trust. Nodding in confirmation of her guess, she didn't trust herself to speak. Eyes going wide as her hand was guided lower, she immediately brought it back up to the redhead's shoulder.