"I'll rub in some of that ointment you like for Quidditch and kiddie aches after your bath," Hermione offered. "You'd have been a great deal later for that appointment if you'd gone that route today. It's a shame I wasn't able to help you along though. I might have to put on The Boots and have a lovely little wank of my own while you finish your soak." Hermione carefully kept the smirk off her face in case he decided to look up. "What else needs attention then?" she asked as she carded her fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp without the aid of the M3.