"Hit on the maid"

I saw Hermione swallow, and slowly turn to the nearest maid cleaning food up with her wand.

"They didn't even have maids before I messed up the timeline," whispered Hermione in frustration.

For a few moments we both watched as the blonde woman worked. She was pretty. But looked at least a dozen years older than us.

Her skirt barely hiding her underwear from our view.

"You look exceptional in a maids outfit," said Hermione.

The maid looked back, freezing with the words. Her eyes settled on Hermione, mouth agape.

"I have a husband and child," said the maid, "i'm not interested miss."

Hermione had guts to even say that, and was redifining how I saw her, but clearly she wasn't irresistible to women.

Hermione's eyes tightened, and suddenly her fear dissipated.

"You could have a husband and child, and still have me in a broom closet," said Hermione.

Suddenly the maid looked around making sure nobody was watching or listening. Was she now interested?

"You are serious," said the maid, "But, you're so young. I mean, you could be-."

"In a broom closet with you right now," finished Hermione. Hermione was now looking at me, her eyes happy that she was showing me what she was saying.

The maid sounded like she was hanging on Hermione's every word. The maid was certainly eyefucking the young witch right now.

"I will be off shift in an hour," whispered the maid.

Hermione looked so pleased with herself. So at ease, definitely not how I usually pictured the bookworm.

"Keep the maid outfit on," said Hermione. The maid shook her head, and began to continue cleaning up the area.

I saw a number pop up.

10% chance Hermione flirts further?

Only 10% chance that the witch would continue flirting? She had already proved her point that she was in some way irresistable to women I guess.

It made sense she wouldn't be likely to continue now.

Increase Probability?

The words popped up in my vision. The Aegis allowed me to increase the probability of something happening?