Sixth Year Hermione Granger

When Harry woke up he looked around, he saw that he was in an abandoned room with all of the blinds closed and just Hermione.

"Wh-what am I doing here? W-when did you get here Hermione?" Harry asked tentatively, not sure what was going on. He got up to look around, but before he could get anywhere the brunet spoke.

"Well Harry, for your own good, from now on you will follow my orders," she said in a bossy manner.

"W-what, now way, what's going on Hermione?!" Harry asked confused.

Harry was going to ask what was going on again when she didn't respond, but before he could Hermione said, "Harry, please stop talking and sit down."

Harry for was unable to stop himself from closing his mouth and sitting down in a desk across from Hermione. He look at her angry and unsure of what was going on.

"Sorry, but this is for your own good," she said, while standing up, "While you were knocked out I made you sign a magical contract that forces you to follow what I say. I'm going to give you orders that you have to follow from now on."

"Follow these orders," she told him proudly with her hands on her hips, "You will never try to tell anyone about the **** contract. You will never try to destroy the **** contract. You will act normally when we are not alone. You will never divulge who you are, or who I am. And finally when alone you will call me as Mistress Hermione."

"Y-yes, Mistress Hermione," Harry was **** to say.

"Good," she responded, nodding her head.