Harry hummed quietly to himself as he filled the large bathtub. He added a relaxing potion and another to fill the bathroom with the soft scent of sandalwood and lemon grass. As he was finishing up he heard the door open and his lover enter their chambers.

"Bad day?" Harry asked, seeing Severus scowl.

"Six exploded cauldrons. You'd think they would get smarter with time, not stupider." Severus sneered.

"Half of my first and second years can't even write an essay with proper grammar and spelling." Harry agreed, helping Severus remove his heavy outer robes. "I drew a bath."

"You, Professor Potter, enjoy bathing far too much." Severus sniffed, but following Harry to the bathroom despite his words. They undressed wordlessly and Severus sank into the large tub with a groan of appreciation. Harry followed as the tub was more than large enough for the both of them. It was nearly as large as the prefect's bath, but only half as deep.

After a few minutes of soaking Harry moved closer to Severus, grabbing a bottle of shampoo. He gently lathered it into Severus' hair, washing out all of the grease. Since he and Severus had become a couple, Harry had insisted Severus wash his hair everyday. Severus argued that it was pointless - it would only get greasy again the next day. So Harry washed Severus hair.

"How did you know I would need the relaxant today?" Severus asked.

"I have the third year Gryffindors and Slytherins right after you do. They were especially jumpy today. I figured you were in a bad mood." Harry said. Severus snorted before dunking his head under the water to rinse out the shampoo. He grabbed the bottle out of Harry's hand, returning the favor. Harry made a small sound of contentment as Severus long fingers massaged his scalp, dropping his head onto his lover's shoulder.

"Are you positive you aren't part feline?" Severus asked. It was an ongoing joke between the two of them. Severus had noticed Harry's almost feline like characteristics near the beginning of their relationship. Harry loved to lay on the rug in front of the fire and he always stretched his body like a cat when he woke. Not to mention he loved the kind of 'social grooming' they were currently doing, especially when Severus played with his hair.

"Nah, I like the water too much." Harry answered with a grin. Severus smirked, dunking Harry's head under the water. He resurfaced spluttering and coughing.

"What the hell was that for!" Harry demanded angrily.

"You said you liked the water." Severus said lightly. Harry glared. The effect was completely ruined by the crooked glasses and the soaking wet hair plastered to his forehead with suds still in it. Severus just smirked again.

"Git." Harry muttered.

"And once again Professor Potter shows off his astounding vocabulary skills." Severus snarked.

"You're incorrigible." Harry said.

"Now you're just trying too hard." Severus smirked.

"I give up!" Harry exclaimed, throwing his hands up. He brought them back down with a splash and proceeded to rinse the rest of the shampoo out of his hair.

"Must you splash about like an overgrown fish?" Severus asked.

"Yes." Harry said, sticking out his tongue in a moment of immaturity. Severus wasted no time in quickly capturing that tongue with his mouth, and soon the two tongues were doing battle in a heated kiss. Severus had come to find that this was the quickest and often easiest way to get his lover to shut up. Harry wasn't about to complain anytime soon.