The PWP Quiz - the answers
The PWP Quiz - the answers
1. Kindness Has Its Own Rewards by good_witch aka pern_dragon
2. Naughty Professor by a_bees_buzz
3. The Gentleman’s Ticky Box by lulabelle72
4. A Secret Fantasy by I_Shant_Say
5. Trust by KT Welsh
6. Seducing Severus Snape by Miss
7. Refinements by michmak
8. Some Willing Partner by Shy Violet aka violet_quill
9. Glass Reflections by alexajones22
10. All Aboard The Hogwarts Express by redorchids
1. Closing her eyes to avoid seeing Ron’s hurt, she shook her head, the tears wetting her lashes. In a choked voice, she ground out, “I’m sorry, Ron. I can’t marry you. I don’t mean to hurt you. I wish you hadn’t done this…” She opened her eyes to see him glaring at her, his eyes narrowed hatefully. The crowd started shuffling, awkwardly trying to start up small talk, to take the spotlight off the horridly uncomfortable pair. Harry and Ginny gasped in surprise, but at least Harry had the presence of mind to steer his girlfriend away from them before she let loose her share of the famous Weasley temper.
Ron stood slowly, his jaw clenching and throbbing. Breathing harshly through his nose, obviously trying to maintain his composure, he stepped closer to Hermione, making her cringe away from his towering, angry form.
“How could you do this to me in front of everyone? I thought you cared about me. I guess I was wrong. Forget it. Forget everything. Don’t ever come crawling back to me after this. Goodbye, Hermione.” He stalked off, shoulders tight, to Apparate away from the festivities.
Hermione stood, frozen for a moment, trembling in the wake of her shock. Humiliation flooded her, and she wanted to get away from the prying eyes of her entire Hogwarts class and their guests, as well as all of her old professors.
Kindness Has Its Own Rewards by good_witch aka pern_dragon
2. One stroke “You are here-” two “-to learn the-” three “-subtle science-” four “-and exact art-” five “-of potion-” six “-making”.
This time, as her pleasure-fogged brain gradually cleared, she felt his slow, steady strokes pumping in and out of her still-throbbing passage as his voice continued to speak of simmering cauldrons and shimmering fumes.
“You didn’t … ?” She interrupted his lecture.
“Not yet.”
“Good. I have an idea.”
It took her a few moments to set the scene.
Then, with a wave of his hand, a set of instructions appeared on the chalkboard for the faintly translucent images of first years seated at their desks to follow. “You will complete this potion, decant it, and place a vial on the front table within thirty minutes if you hope to pass this course,” Severus declared, swirling his robes and seating himself at his desk.
He glared at the ghostly students as her hands slid up his thighs, this time uninterrupted in their path towards the buttons that were once again straining to hold together the tightly tented fabric. He barked instructions at a hapless imaginary Gryffindor as Hermione slipped the buttons loose and freed him from their constraints.
Naughty Professor by a_bees_buzz
3. Hermione inhaled slowly, placing her hands on the edge of the table.
Yes, the box did seem to give a little. Placing the tip of his finger squarely in the middle of the "No" box, he began to push it in. When he was up to his first knuckle, he realized that the box not only let him push into it, but it felt soft and snug around his finger. It felt warm. Hm. Was this a trap of some sort? He pulled out quickly.
Hermione squeaked. He looked up at her. Her face was flushed, and she was blinking rather oddly at him. He raised an eyebrow. She raised both of hers back at him. He thought of asking what was wrong with her, but decided it was probably her horrific greens getting to her. Served her right. He looked back down at the parchment. Quietly drawing his wand, he cast a variety of simple disarming spells over the paper. Satisfied, he tapped the box hard and buried his finger to the second knuckle.
Hermione gasped and jumped up. She left the staff room in a bit of a hurry, he noted, and also, she was walking funny.
The Gentleman’s Ticky Box by lulabelle72
4. “Very well,” he began stiffly. “First, as I’m sure you know, urine is actually sterile when it leaves the body. So, technically, it is not unsanitary. Secondly, you already know a thorough enema charm completely cleanses the anal area, I believe that would also be an appropriate preparation if one were to…to do this. I would imagine…” he paused, clearing his throat, “I would imagine that the actual…process, would feel similar to a slow enema for…for the person who might be on the receiving end of said…aah, act.” He couldn’t bring himself to imply that Hermione would be on the receiving end of the activity.
“Yes, that sounds like good preparation,” Hermione agreed.
A Secret Fantasy by I_Shant_Say
5. From his expression, however, she knew that he’d understood her plea, perhaps even before she’d had the strength to put it into words, and it gave her the courage to say it again. She wondered if he knew because someone had once done the same for him, long ago. Not that it really mattered; that was the past and they were fighting a different battle now. The rules had changed.
“I need to feel, Severus. Help me to feel, please, help me.” Hermione extended shaking arms towards him in an unmistakeable invitation, suddenly fearful that his answer would be no.
But she had no reason to be afraid. His response was immediate; he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, crushing his mouth against hers before she had a chance to change her mind.
Trust by KT Welsh
6. Moving his hands over the thin silk of her dress he could feel her every curve and the shivers he was sending through her. Moving lower and lower with his hands while keeping his gaze locked with the woman before him, Severus reached her legs. Moving down in front of her, he slowly started to move his hands up from her ankles, finally catching the hem of the dress and moving it further up. He started leaving feather-light kisses on the skin that was revealed to him. Working his way further up again he purposely avoided her core and breasts to tease her, and pulled the dress off of her, admiring the picture she made before him. He hadn’t felt any clothing underneath her dress and was surprised by what he was seeing now. Stepping away from her, he took in her beautiful form. She was wearing leather, glorious black leather. How did she know he was addicted to it, to the feel of it?
Hermione was completely overcome with lust by now, but when her dress came off, she became curious as well. She just had to know how Severus saw her, because that was the trick of this little set, to show itself the way he desired her. She almost laughed when she looked down, even if it didn’t really surprise her. Black; her bra, knickers, and garters were minimalist, made of leather and completely black, only her stockings had some silver wrought into the lace edges.
Seducing Severus Snape by Miss
7. He had escaped purgatory and found a heaven here on earth, wrapped in her arms, burying himself between her thighs, smiling at her over the morning paper and a hot cup of tea. Nowadays, when he has nightmares they aren’t about Voldemort or the horrible things he had done as a Death Eater and spy - they center on her looking at him one day and telling him she has made a mistake; she doesn’t love him and never did.
Refinements by michmak
8. "Miss Granger! My patience is wearing thin. Are you going to assist me or not?"
She shuffled over to where he stood, her eyes scanning the pages. "Okay, so there are some dangerous side effects if the potion is brewed by a virgin. But this is really complicated - why don't you just brew it your..." Suddenly, she looked up at him, her mouth forming a small "o."
He sneered. "Yes, you see now, don't you? Now. I highly recommend that you don't say whatever it is that you're thinking right now if you value your life."
She just stared. The words "how old are you?" were on the tip of her tongue, just dying to break free, but she managed to reel them in and keep any other snappy comebacks tightly under her control. "Very well. So. You're a virgin. No problem there." She ignored his glare, and read the potion recipe more carefully.
Then she reread it. Looking up at him, she cleared her throat and said, "I can't brew this."
"What do you mean, you can't brew it?"
Some Willing Partner by Shy Violet aka violet_quill
9. The sex had passion, yet lacked variety. Hermione could be enthusiastic, yet still unadventurous. Their relationship, if one could call it that, had reached the point where Severus was getting bored. Tired of always having sex in the traditional style, Severus had asked to switch.
"That's the way that all those... whores do it in Ron and Harry's magazines," Hermione had told him, making a repulsed face.
"Being on top doesn't make you a whore," he had insisted, yet she had blushed and refused. He wanted to get her to try new things... he would revel in being the one to coax her out of her sexual shell.
Glass Reflections by alexajones22
10. She turned her head, expecting to see Ron, or one of the other prefects, and her eyes widened slightly.
“What are you doing here?”
“Not happy to see me then?” the man said, raising a mocking eyebrow. “Guess I should have used the Floo after all…” He slid the door shut and leaned against it, watching her.
“I’m serious, what if someone comes by and sees you - us - alone in here?” A slow smile spread on his face.
“And just what did you have in mind for them to see that would be so very compromising?” Her jaw dropped a little.
“Oh, no. No way.” He casually turned the lock and walked a bit closer.
“No way, what? I haven’t even made a proposition.” He put one knee on the seat next to her and leaned down, hands coming up to massage her shoulders. Her breathing became heavier.
“I know what you want.”
“Do you now?” he whispered, moving his mouth very close to her ear. “And what do I want?” She scoffed at that, breaking the moment, and turned around to face him.
“You want to have sex, right here in the Prefects’ compartment on the school train. One last little dirty tryst before putting this thing we have behind us.
All Aboard The Hogwarts Express by redorchids
1. Kindness Has Its Own Rewards by good_witch aka pern_dragon
2. Naughty Professor by a_bees_buzz
3. The Gentleman’s Ticky Box by lulabelle72
4. A Secret Fantasy by I_Shant_Say
5. Trust by KT Welsh
6. Seducing Severus Snape by Miss
7. Refinements by michmak
8. Some Willing Partner by Shy Violet aka violet_quill
9. Glass Reflections by alexajones22
10. All Aboard The Hogwarts Express by redorchids
1. Closing her eyes to avoid seeing Ron’s hurt, she shook her head, the tears wetting her lashes. In a choked voice, she ground out, “I’m sorry, Ron. I can’t marry you. I don’t mean to hurt you. I wish you hadn’t done this…” She opened her eyes to see him glaring at her, his eyes narrowed hatefully. The crowd started shuffling, awkwardly trying to start up small talk, to take the spotlight off the horridly uncomfortable pair. Harry and Ginny gasped in surprise, but at least Harry had the presence of mind to steer his girlfriend away from them before she let loose her share of the famous Weasley temper.
Ron stood slowly, his jaw clenching and throbbing. Breathing harshly through his nose, obviously trying to maintain his composure, he stepped closer to Hermione, making her cringe away from his towering, angry form.
“How could you do this to me in front of everyone? I thought you cared about me. I guess I was wrong. Forget it. Forget everything. Don’t ever come crawling back to me after this. Goodbye, Hermione.” He stalked off, shoulders tight, to Apparate away from the festivities.
Hermione stood, frozen for a moment, trembling in the wake of her shock. Humiliation flooded her, and she wanted to get away from the prying eyes of her entire Hogwarts class and their guests, as well as all of her old professors.
Kindness Has Its Own Rewards by good_witch aka pern_dragon
2. One stroke “You are here-” two “-to learn the-” three “-subtle science-” four “-and exact art-” five “-of potion-” six “-making”.
This time, as her pleasure-fogged brain gradually cleared, she felt his slow, steady strokes pumping in and out of her still-throbbing passage as his voice continued to speak of simmering cauldrons and shimmering fumes.
“You didn’t … ?” She interrupted his lecture.
“Not yet.”
“Good. I have an idea.”
It took her a few moments to set the scene.
Then, with a wave of his hand, a set of instructions appeared on the chalkboard for the faintly translucent images of first years seated at their desks to follow. “You will complete this potion, decant it, and place a vial on the front table within thirty minutes if you hope to pass this course,” Severus declared, swirling his robes and seating himself at his desk.
He glared at the ghostly students as her hands slid up his thighs, this time uninterrupted in their path towards the buttons that were once again straining to hold together the tightly tented fabric. He barked instructions at a hapless imaginary Gryffindor as Hermione slipped the buttons loose and freed him from their constraints.
Naughty Professor by a_bees_buzz
3. Hermione inhaled slowly, placing her hands on the edge of the table.
Yes, the box did seem to give a little. Placing the tip of his finger squarely in the middle of the "No" box, he began to push it in. When he was up to his first knuckle, he realized that the box not only let him push into it, but it felt soft and snug around his finger. It felt warm. Hm. Was this a trap of some sort? He pulled out quickly.
Hermione squeaked. He looked up at her. Her face was flushed, and she was blinking rather oddly at him. He raised an eyebrow. She raised both of hers back at him. He thought of asking what was wrong with her, but decided it was probably her horrific greens getting to her. Served her right. He looked back down at the parchment. Quietly drawing his wand, he cast a variety of simple disarming spells over the paper. Satisfied, he tapped the box hard and buried his finger to the second knuckle.
Hermione gasped and jumped up. She left the staff room in a bit of a hurry, he noted, and also, she was walking funny.
The Gentleman’s Ticky Box by lulabelle72
4. “Very well,” he began stiffly. “First, as I’m sure you know, urine is actually sterile when it leaves the body. So, technically, it is not unsanitary. Secondly, you already know a thorough enema charm completely cleanses the anal area, I believe that would also be an appropriate preparation if one were to…to do this. I would imagine…” he paused, clearing his throat, “I would imagine that the actual…process, would feel similar to a slow enema for…for the person who might be on the receiving end of said…aah, act.” He couldn’t bring himself to imply that Hermione would be on the receiving end of the activity.
“Yes, that sounds like good preparation,” Hermione agreed.
A Secret Fantasy by I_Shant_Say
5. From his expression, however, she knew that he’d understood her plea, perhaps even before she’d had the strength to put it into words, and it gave her the courage to say it again. She wondered if he knew because someone had once done the same for him, long ago. Not that it really mattered; that was the past and they were fighting a different battle now. The rules had changed.
“I need to feel, Severus. Help me to feel, please, help me.” Hermione extended shaking arms towards him in an unmistakeable invitation, suddenly fearful that his answer would be no.
But she had no reason to be afraid. His response was immediate; he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, crushing his mouth against hers before she had a chance to change her mind.
Trust by KT Welsh
6. Moving his hands over the thin silk of her dress he could feel her every curve and the shivers he was sending through her. Moving lower and lower with his hands while keeping his gaze locked with the woman before him, Severus reached her legs. Moving down in front of her, he slowly started to move his hands up from her ankles, finally catching the hem of the dress and moving it further up. He started leaving feather-light kisses on the skin that was revealed to him. Working his way further up again he purposely avoided her core and breasts to tease her, and pulled the dress off of her, admiring the picture she made before him. He hadn’t felt any clothing underneath her dress and was surprised by what he was seeing now. Stepping away from her, he took in her beautiful form. She was wearing leather, glorious black leather. How did she know he was addicted to it, to the feel of it?
Hermione was completely overcome with lust by now, but when her dress came off, she became curious as well. She just had to know how Severus saw her, because that was the trick of this little set, to show itself the way he desired her. She almost laughed when she looked down, even if it didn’t really surprise her. Black; her bra, knickers, and garters were minimalist, made of leather and completely black, only her stockings had some silver wrought into the lace edges.
Seducing Severus Snape by Miss
7. He had escaped purgatory and found a heaven here on earth, wrapped in her arms, burying himself between her thighs, smiling at her over the morning paper and a hot cup of tea. Nowadays, when he has nightmares they aren’t about Voldemort or the horrible things he had done as a Death Eater and spy - they center on her looking at him one day and telling him she has made a mistake; she doesn’t love him and never did.
Refinements by michmak
8. "Miss Granger! My patience is wearing thin. Are you going to assist me or not?"
She shuffled over to where he stood, her eyes scanning the pages. "Okay, so there are some dangerous side effects if the potion is brewed by a virgin. But this is really complicated - why don't you just brew it your..." Suddenly, she looked up at him, her mouth forming a small "o."
He sneered. "Yes, you see now, don't you? Now. I highly recommend that you don't say whatever it is that you're thinking right now if you value your life."
She just stared. The words "how old are you?" were on the tip of her tongue, just dying to break free, but she managed to reel them in and keep any other snappy comebacks tightly under her control. "Very well. So. You're a virgin. No problem there." She ignored his glare, and read the potion recipe more carefully.
Then she reread it. Looking up at him, she cleared her throat and said, "I can't brew this."
"What do you mean, you can't brew it?"
Some Willing Partner by Shy Violet aka violet_quill
9. The sex had passion, yet lacked variety. Hermione could be enthusiastic, yet still unadventurous. Their relationship, if one could call it that, had reached the point where Severus was getting bored. Tired of always having sex in the traditional style, Severus had asked to switch.
"That's the way that all those... whores do it in Ron and Harry's magazines," Hermione had told him, making a repulsed face.
"Being on top doesn't make you a whore," he had insisted, yet she had blushed and refused. He wanted to get her to try new things... he would revel in being the one to coax her out of her sexual shell.
Glass Reflections by alexajones22
10. She turned her head, expecting to see Ron, or one of the other prefects, and her eyes widened slightly.
“What are you doing here?”
“Not happy to see me then?” the man said, raising a mocking eyebrow. “Guess I should have used the Floo after all…” He slid the door shut and leaned against it, watching her.
“I’m serious, what if someone comes by and sees you - us - alone in here?” A slow smile spread on his face.
“And just what did you have in mind for them to see that would be so very compromising?” Her jaw dropped a little.
“Oh, no. No way.” He casually turned the lock and walked a bit closer.
“No way, what? I haven’t even made a proposition.” He put one knee on the seat next to her and leaned down, hands coming up to massage her shoulders. Her breathing became heavier.
“I know what you want.”
“Do you now?” he whispered, moving his mouth very close to her ear. “And what do I want?” She scoffed at that, breaking the moment, and turned around to face him.
“You want to have sex, right here in the Prefects’ compartment on the school train. One last little dirty tryst before putting this thing we have behind us.
All Aboard The Hogwarts Express by redorchids