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Hermione's POV
She spends the next few days relaxing. During that time she doesn't use her magic, having remembered the warning that using too much magic after learning to become an animagus can cause magical exhaustion.

By day three, she feels great, almost like she's bursting with energy.

She has all the notes she had organized in her mind written out and categorized, ready for later additions. Now she needs to use the bowl in order to look at the transformations. She's curious if it will be like using a pensive. Actually, when should ask Ayumu how it works before trying.

Getting up and walking over to the shelf it's sitting on, she grins when she realizes that there is a sheet of parchment with it. Carefully picking it up and reading it, she snickers at the instructions.

-Place bowl on flat surface, touch fingers to it, think about what you want to view, have someone with you to take your hand out if you go over an hour.-

Now, the question is: who to have as her spotter? She's got four to chose from, but her best bet is going to be Professor Hawkling. Once she knows who she is going to ask for assistance, it is only a matter of writing a quick note and asking Annon to send carry it for her. Less than an hour later she gets an agreement note in response.

Smiling, she give her falcon a treat before collecting up what she needs and vanishing, taking herself the quick way to the cottage. She's the first one there, but that isn't really a surprise since she is at least thirty minutes early at the moment. Still, she decides to play gracious hostess and makes some small snacks and hot tea to have ready for when he arrives.

Actually, she taps her wand against her lip, what would be useful is an autowrite spell so she can dictate notes while she is in the pensive, for a lack of a better name, in order to organize and consider them later. If the beetle can do it, there is no reason she can't. The question is just a matter of how.

She's still considering it when there is a sharp knock at the door, alerting her that the professor is there.

Standing, she strides to the door, still considering her options as she opens it up and greets the older man with a warm smile.

"Hello, Professor Hawkling, thank you for agreeing to help." She comments as she waves him in.
He smiles, just the barest twitch of the lips that reminds her of another person's smile years from now and how different it is now.

Shaking her head slightly, she asks, "Would you like some tea or snacks? There isn't a lot of food here yet, mostly because it's not stocked up, but there is some."

"Please and thank you," he replies, accepting the cup that she summons in order to pour the tea in it. "Working with a pensive?"

She nods, "Pretty much, slightly different but the theory is similar. I've been warned to keep a spotter in order to not get stuck in the past."

"I'm guessing I wasn't your only choice considering where we are sitting, but you picked me for my field of profession." He remarks curiously.

"Well, it was going to be you or my guardian, but as my guardian can be a bit absent minded, I thought you'd be the better choice. I like Jacob, but he lacks the raw willpower to pull me out if I get stuck," she reasons as she sips at her tea.

He nods once in agreement, "I can understand that."

"So I put water in the bowl, my hand in the water, and poof I am in the memory." She explains as she gets up to put water in it, "I can't be in it for more than two hours at a time. There has to be at least thirty minutes between trips in the bowl."

Again he nods, watching as she moves about.

"You're a muggle-born in Slytherin?" he asks as she sets the bowl back down.

Grinning unrepentantly, she answers, "Yep. I'm a muggle-born from the future in Slytherin."

He chuckles quietly, a low rumbling sound that invites laughter. "Have to say that's ironic."

"The hat found it quite funny too, and has told me we'll discuss it when I get back, though I am not sure how." She replies with a snicker.

She is just about to put her hand in the bowl when she remembers the spell she was trying to think of earlier. It's one she has played around with, but hadn't used often because she hand writes things faster than it can note take. Still, it will be useful for this particularly situation. Summoning the writing supplies, she charms them, before resuming her position with her fingers just above the bowl. She set it up so her arm mostly rests on top of a waterproof book and her fingers gently rest over the edge to avoid getting any cramps. Time to look closely at how she changed shapes.

The feeling of sinking into the past is hard to describe. It's like she is with her body yet separate. She knows what's going around herself as Jade. Yet she's Hermione: short, curvy, bushy hair, peach skinned. She momentarily wonders if she can see the relatives she got the different features from, but forces her mind back to the shape changing when her environment around her starts to change. That could be handy to explore later. Not right now when she has work to do.

Watching herself looking different work through the different shapes is odd. However it's also helpful since it gives her a chance to see how 'someone else' looks while changing.

She murmurs to herself as she watches the scene unfolding. It's startling, watching from an outside perspective as she changes forms. The smoothest of the first changes is from human to the otter. There are hardly any outwards signs it's her first time changing. The choppiest of her changes is between human and the barbed agama.

That's the one she pays the closest attention to, as it's the one she had the hardest time with. What if she treats being a werewolf like trying to change and not getting a good connection, she muses as she walks circles around herself. Looking at the changes from every angle and each steps in slow motion. She's not certain how time flows in this bowl, but she's very thankful for what it's doing.

She's startled when she feels someone touching her wrist, and even more startled when she is suddenly in her body again, and out of the past.

"It's three minutes past two hours," he tells her seriously, wand waving in her general direction in what she recognizes as a diagnostics spell.

"Thank you," she tells him seriously, before glancing at her paper and grinning when she sees all of the pages with carefully detailed notes. Excellent, she thinks as she looks through them, perfectly detailed and covering everything she had murmured while in the bowl and the past. Speaking of that, "Was I talking?"

He blinks at her in confusion before slightly shaking his head once and answering, "No. Should you have been?"

She shrugs, "I don't know. I know I was speaking while I was in there, and that everything I said is now recorded here, but I wasn't sure if what I was saying was also being said."

"Ah," he hums, "It's like a pensive in that case, you can speak aloud, and I am betting with someone else with you, but it doesn't carry over to the 'real world'."

Nodding, she glances at the papers and grins. "Yes. Unlike a pensive, I can look at events I wasn't present for. I started wondering where I got the hair from, I know you only see vague outlines but I have really bushy hair in more real body, and the scene started to change. Maybe some other time I will actually look at it. Cause I really am curious on that note."

He chuckles, then asks, "Will you be doing more today?"

"I don't know," she answers, glancing at the papers. "I need to go through my notes first, both sets, so probably not until tomorrow."

"Then I will take my leave, I have a little bit of paperwork left at the school before I hand it over to the next defense teacher." He tells her, "Thank you for trusting me to help."

She blinks at him, nodding slowly, "Thank you for helping." She doesn't see him out because she is already working on going through the notes in her head.

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Authors Note: On the 28th of November I will be posting a complete 130 chapter fic over on AO3 called Different Paths that is a James Bond triad verse soulmate fic. The triad is James Bond/Alec Trevelyan/Q (Jon). If there is any interest, I'll also post it here for folks to read over the next few months.