The Last of the Moody

"Can you believe it Harry," said Ron, "She became an Auror after her uncle Mad Eye Moody was killed by a **** Eater."

Harry was shaking his head in disbelief. So too was Hermione as she watched the new professor sit down. The Professor turned back for a single moment to stare towards Hermione, again they exchanged eye contact. Before both women turned away.

"I think she just looked at me," said Ron, but Hermione knew what was going on well enough. She had seen this plenty of times. She had seen that same look thousands of times over the last year of her life. Mad Fine Moody was smitten, and no matter how hard the professor tried to hide it behind her smile and the turning of her eyes to Snape and other wizards. Her gaze inevitably kept going back to Hermione. But that wasn't Professor Moody's fault. Ever since Hermione began to use the time turner, she found that most of the different timelines had left an odd effect on herself to other women.

Hermione turned her face seeing that other witches were gazing at her when they didn't believe she was looking. One after another staring longingly at her face, and some even at her modest chest. Indeed this was one of those universes where females wanted to fuck her.

"It is with my great pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts," said Snape!

The whole Great hall clapped. Hermione had heard this speech so many times that she blocked most of it out, but the words also sounded so wrong coming from the Potion Professor's mouth. Hopefully Dumbledore wouldn't be gone too long. The witch wanted to roll her eyes at the fact this was another universe she was irresistible to women, but she had felt something unusual.

Hermione's eyes found the student with the largest bust in the entire Great Hall, and locked onto that bust with her eyes. The Witches mouth was nearly watering as she watched the Hufflepuffs breasts move up and down. She stared so long that it took the entire Hall jumping to their feet in applause as the students from Beauxbatons and whatever that other school was called, for Hermione to close her mouth and wipe the drool from her face.

In no universe before was this normal for the witch. Sure she had relations with a few witches, but that was because she knew she wouldn't be able to get pregnant, and thus wouldn't change the timelines. A witch even as her had needs, but this was something else.

Hermione stared at nothing contemplating her new life, before her eyes started to follow the ass of a witch as she passed by. She didn't even try to do that, rather it seemed to be a reflex.

"Bloody Merlin I am gay," said Hermione! Ron was shaking his head in agreement, before his face twisted in contemplation.

"Wait what," said Ron?