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Chapter 6 by VTheImpaler VTheImpaler

What does she do with this knowledge?

She leaves her master up to fate

Without even pausing to consider who to make her master, Hermione concocts the potion. Hours later with a freshly brewed draught of pethood, Hermione finally considers her options. Of course, giving herself to someone loving like Harry or Ron would be the obvious pick. They would treat her right, keep her well cared for, and do everything they could to protect her. But does she really want that? On the other hand, she fantasizes about being dragged ruthlessly around the school by some dumb Slytherin with no heed for her own well-being. She wants that, or at least the risk of it. She’s tired of playing everything safe, or doing research before trying a spell. She finally decides to leave this one up to chance.

She leaves the almost finished potion out in a semi-public hall which few pass through, tucked away in the corner where it could be easily found, but not overtly noticeable. Alongside it, she scribbled a note:

Want a pet? Add your hair to this potion and hide it under the potted plant in the other corner.
Love: You’ll know soon enough!

Satisfied that someone will find the potion and do as directed, Hermione heads back to the library to finish some History of Magic homework. She can hardly sleep that night, eagerly imagining who her new master might end up being. She waits until the end of the next day to give the potion a better chance of being found, and she runs back to it eagerly. It’s not where she left it, that’s a good sign, so she hastily lifts up the potted plant. Lo and behold, the potion is there! It fizzes with a bright Blue hue, clearly ready to be consumed.

Without hesitation, Hermione tosses the brew into her mouth, sloshes it around her tongue, and swallows it. It feels like acid in her belly, and the sensation creeps through her rapidly, making her fingertips tingle in the most peculiar way. The sensation fades, and Hermione’s mind turns towards her new master, an image of them in her mind.

Who is her master now?

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