Casino

Hermione was on vacation after the war. The 18-year-old witch was at the moment gambling at a casino in magical Australia. Ever since the war and her finding her parents Hermione had been trying to live her best life by cutting loose a bit. But as she sat in the casino with chips on either side of her she tried to figure out her next move with her current hand.

It seems in the magical world you can truly bet anything even the cloths off your back. Hermione was thankful that her trips expenses were paid for. But her personal spending money were a different story. She knew just how easily it would be for her to lose it all if she keeps betting like this. But she was on a role and so far Hermione was more then willing to risk it all.

"Your call." The dealer said and thus Hermione smirked a bit.

"All in." Hermione said pushing her chips forward and thus was willing to risk it all.

But then thing went south as one by one her opponents reveled their hands. Hermione had most of them beat save for one, a young woman with a royal straight flush. Hermione was wide eyed by this as she lost her chips.

"Well seems your bankrupt." The woman said with a smirk on her face.

"W-wait that can't be." Hermione said as she had to win that back. "Let's play another hand." Hermione said and the woman scoffed.

"And what do you hope to bet the cloths off your back?" The woman taunted as she saw Hermione did not have the nerve.

Hermione hated her pride being hit and thus the woman looked. "Yes, all my clothing even the ones in my suite for all the chips." Hermione said and thus the woman smirked to this.

"Damn you really need that money." The woman said and thus she let it be. "Alright then, you're on." The woman said as Hermione placed the bet in.

A.) Yes she does

B.) No she does not