Harriet needed time to think this through, to plan. Time the girl wasn't given, as the Slytherin was very demanding. Her breasts groped as she sat there sputtering, her wet hair clung crazily to her face, neck, and shoulders and was covered in suds. When Daphne finally pulled away, Harriet reached up to feel her own breasts.
Fingers tracing lightly over their surface, she was shocked at how...pointy...her nipples were. She was curious to see what they looked like that way, but then Daphne was standing up to reveal her nudeness. Simply oogling the lovely breasts before her face, her jaw hung open slackly. She had never been this close to another naked pair of breasts besides her own before.
"Umm...umm...are you sure?" she asked, eyes flicking up to stare at Daphne in concern for her wellbeing. "This won't get you into trouble?"