All she wanted was to feel vaguely human again, why in Merlin's name was that so hard for people to understand? Hermione had been fighting for the right to shower since sometime after lunch, and the Healers kept brushing her off with things like 'maybe tomorrow' and 'that's not a good idea right now'. One of them even had the audacity to tell her that the cleansing charms they used were fine. As far as she was concerned, they could use the best cleansing charms in the whole damn world, but nothing was the same as a hot shower.
It didn't make sense that she was supposed to do nothing but rest. No one seemed to notice that if she hurt all the time, it couldn't make that much difference if she was in bed or out of it. The least they could do was allow her this one little thing to make her feel better.
Glancing across at him as he entered the room, "I'm taking a shower," Hermione informed Ron, in much the same tone as she had used on her Healer. "Tell him."