Lust Potions - The Answers
Here's the owl with your test results now! So, how did you do on our little potions exam?
1. Parvus Obitus by darnedchild
2. Unkissed by chivalric55
3. State of Attraction by Shy Violet aka violet_quill
4. Just You Wait by Silent G
5. The Amber Solution by wandlimb
6. Liquid Love by Phoenix aka ltgarrix
7. A Slytherin Prank Gone Exceptionally Askew by beaweasley2
8. The Harlot's Potion by yutamiyu
9. A Slight Miscalculation by scatteredlogic
10. Libidinis Furoris Potionis by Corazon
1. A small dose of the potion will drive the victim mad with lust. He or she would be willing to say or do anything for release.”
He stopped to face Dumbledore. “It can be a very effective way to attain information.”
Dumbledore nodded in understanding. “And a larger dose?”
“A larger dose will bring the victim to such an extreme state of arousal he can never be truly satisfied. Eventually, he will die in a mindless haze of sensation.”
Again, that infuriating nod. “Do you know what he plans on doing with this potion, Severus?”
“I did not ask.” Snape went back to his pacing.
Parvus Obitus by darnedchild
2. She took it and read the recipe in question. Occasionally, she nodded, once she frowned, but she didn't start shouting again. Just when the boys were sighing with relief, they heard Hermione catch her breath and saw her bending down lower as if having a closer look would reveal a deeper secret.
"How and when did you put that into Professor Snape's food?" she asked quietly. "Because this is what you did, yes? You added the potion to his food?"
Both Harry and Ron knew that with Hermione, 'quiet' was similar to 'dangerous'.
Harry ruffled his hair. "We laced his tea this morning," he finally confessed. "We went down to the kitchens. Ron distracted Dobby, who always prepares Snape's tea. You know, that special blend he drinks? I poured in the phial. Wouldn't have worked if Dobby didn't like me so much." He stood shoulder to shoulder with Ron, staring down at Hermione, who was still clutching the Prince's book tightly.
"Right," she snapped after another moment, got up, and stuffed the book in her bag. "A sickening potion. Harmless ingredients. So, what are the Ashwinder Eggs doing in there?"
Unkissed by chivalric55
3. She peered into the caldrons. They looked exactly the same, each a deep shade of magenta. "So what's the difference between the ingredients in the love potion and the lust potion?" she asked.
"There is no difference in ingredients. The difference is in the stirring rod." He leaned down and picked one up off the table. "You see, for the love potion it must be hollow wood from a..." He had noticed Hermione's giggling by then. She was trying to hold it back, but it was escaping in short bursts from her throat, making her sound like she was choking.
"Miss Granger, are you quite well?" he asked, looking annoyed.
"I'm..." She managed to control herself. "I'm fine."
"May I ask what was so funny?"
"Well, it's just... you mean to say that the difference between love and lust is your rod?"
State of Attraction by Shy Violet aka violet_quill
4. He smirked evilly and regarded her with eyes that glittered with predatory interest. "This substance, a potion that I had heard of years ago and forgotten about, will ensure that you will be able to continue to live these moments of passion, even when you rejoin the party." The last sentence was delivered in a seductive, sinister drawl that made Hermione's stomach tighten with desire...and apprehension. Snape held the tinted, unmarked bottle in front of her, then dabbed some of the contents onto the fingertips of his right hand and reached back around her.
As anxious breaths caught in Hermione's throat, he began to work the thick oil carefully into her inner and outer lips, and continued conversationally, "It is a substance used primarily by wizards in the Middle East. At the conference in Barcelona, an acquaintance of mine from my distant past happened to have some on him...I have never been clear on whether it is a tool of pleasure or torture." It wasn't strictly true that the wizard had simply happened to have some on him. When Severus recognised him, and remembered what had made this man famous (in certain circles), Severus had had the wizard send him a bottle through the Floo.
On the U-curve, Hermione's reaction to the oil was every bit as intense as Severus's was casual. He chuckled wickedly as she gasped and shuddered in his arms. "Oh, oh, OooohhhMyyyyGoddddd!!! You bastard!!"
Just You Wait by Silent G
5. He steadied himself with a firm grip on the shelving, and averted his face from her. "Herm - Miss Granger, I mean." His voice sounded ragged to his own ears as he fought the unmistakable urgings stirring within his mutinous body.
"That rogue potion of yours. By chance did you add Ashwinder scales?" He
could barely get the words out, let alone achieve the nonchalance he was trying for.
He thought he heard her gulp. "Y-Yes, Professor. My mind was so fixed on the
Nerve Restorative, that I put in Ashwinder scales instead of the dragon scales
you had written on the board..."
He groaned loudly. Ashwinder scales, of all the things!
The Amber Solution by wandlimb
6. Severus was amazed by the longevity of the potion. Most lust potions lasted only a few hours; the effects of this one had already lasted several days. He knew that searching through the book again for more information would be a waste of time. But what would he do when the potion wore off? Had Hermione Weasley's declaration of the crush she'd had on him for the last decade been the truth, or had it only been the potion? For a brief moment, he considered confessing to her what had happened, but quickly decided that it would accomplish nothing useful.
Severus thought that the potion might be something he could market once he had more thoroughly deciphered its properties. For now, he had only tested it on one witch. That was not a large enough sample group to establish its commercial possibilities. There was always a segment of wizarding society searching for the next lust potion, and he had provided several of those in the past. This one was definitely better than any he had brewed for his acquaintances before, and as such, he anticipated that he would be able to charge significantly more. This potion might prove most beneficial in more way than one.
Liquid Love by Phoenix aka ltgarrix
7. He lifted the goblet to his lips, expecting the de-alcoholized red wine preferred by the majority of the staff, and was surprised by the smooth and generous flavor of the beverage with its nutmeg-scented pear and cream flavors, ripened cherry aromas with a shade of sweet oak, which was pleasantly round and refined through the finish.
Suddenly he felt warm. Unusually warm… and tingly. Especially down there… He sat up stiffly as a part of his body reacted to the one face that suddenly caught his attention again, as if she were hit with a spotlight. Miss Granger was looking at him. Smiling. He stared at her across the Hall, his gaze riveted, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as inappropriate images of the girl assaulted his thoughts. He felt his chest tighten, and his palms became sweaty. Miss Granger tilted her head, looking at him with concern.
A Slytherin Prank Gone Exceptionally Askew by beaweasley2
8. His lips twitched into a momentary frown as he thought his reasoning over again.
Was it possible that the potion had not been merely a controlling one? He remembered Granger’s actions in the library as well as in the dungeons. She was definitely aroused by his touch. And since he was positive she had never shown him favorable attention before this…incident, her reactions were definitely crucial in consideration.
Snape stopped his search as his thoughts overran his mind.
Granger had been hit with a lust potion.
Not simply a common lust potion. The effects had yet to wear off, and lust potions were notorious for not lasting more than a few hours. Granger had said her flesh burned everywhere that the potion had touched. His physical contact with her wasn’t just inconvenient-somehow, it was vital. She was able to function better in the dungeons when he had been touching her. She also said that when she was around him, she wasn’t in control of her body anymore. And the fact that he could smell the dark magic, half a day later, when he reentered the library.
Something was seriously wrong.
The Harlot's Potion by yutamiyu
9. It wasn't that he needed this particular potion. Oh, no, not at all. But, he thought ruefully, he was 68 years old and occasionally extra... assistance... was helpful. And he'd promised his wife a New Year's Eve to remember. This was, after all, the 25th anniversary of the night they'd become engaged and she was still such a sentimental Gryffindor at heart.
He had surreptitiously consumed the potion at 11:30, knowing that it would take effect in approximately an hour. That would have been plenty of time to see in the New Year before saying their good-byes and apparating home. However, shortly after Severus drank the potion, Harry Potter had insisted upon making a toast to old friends and had raised his glass to Hermione. Severus had automatically taken a drink of the champagne that had sat untouched beside his plate. The alcohol acted as an amplifier for the potion and the carbonation in the champagne had forced the alcohol into his bloodstream that much faster.
A Slight Miscalculation by scatteredlogic
10. "The effects of the potion come in different stages. The first stage is passion. Severus will have a strong desire to want you. At first he may be able to fight it, but he will eventually have no will power. In the second stage, he will experience a more violent desire. He will do anything to find you. He will even hurt or kill to find you. He will not let anything stand in his way. The third stage is insanity. His mind will begin to get lost in itself, going mad with desire. After this, he will succumb to death," Dumbledore closed his eyes as he spoke the last words.
The silence lingered in the air like Snape, himself, had just ordered silence from the first years.
Libidinis Furoris Potionis by Corazon
1. Parvus Obitus by darnedchild
2. Unkissed by chivalric55
3. State of Attraction by Shy Violet aka violet_quill
4. Just You Wait by Silent G
5. The Amber Solution by wandlimb
6. Liquid Love by Phoenix aka ltgarrix
7. A Slytherin Prank Gone Exceptionally Askew by beaweasley2
8. The Harlot's Potion by yutamiyu
9. A Slight Miscalculation by scatteredlogic
10. Libidinis Furoris Potionis by Corazon
1. A small dose of the potion will drive the victim mad with lust. He or she would be willing to say or do anything for release.”
He stopped to face Dumbledore. “It can be a very effective way to attain information.”
Dumbledore nodded in understanding. “And a larger dose?”
“A larger dose will bring the victim to such an extreme state of arousal he can never be truly satisfied. Eventually, he will die in a mindless haze of sensation.”
Again, that infuriating nod. “Do you know what he plans on doing with this potion, Severus?”
“I did not ask.” Snape went back to his pacing.
Parvus Obitus by darnedchild
2. She took it and read the recipe in question. Occasionally, she nodded, once she frowned, but she didn't start shouting again. Just when the boys were sighing with relief, they heard Hermione catch her breath and saw her bending down lower as if having a closer look would reveal a deeper secret.
"How and when did you put that into Professor Snape's food?" she asked quietly. "Because this is what you did, yes? You added the potion to his food?"
Both Harry and Ron knew that with Hermione, 'quiet' was similar to 'dangerous'.
Harry ruffled his hair. "We laced his tea this morning," he finally confessed. "We went down to the kitchens. Ron distracted Dobby, who always prepares Snape's tea. You know, that special blend he drinks? I poured in the phial. Wouldn't have worked if Dobby didn't like me so much." He stood shoulder to shoulder with Ron, staring down at Hermione, who was still clutching the Prince's book tightly.
"Right," she snapped after another moment, got up, and stuffed the book in her bag. "A sickening potion. Harmless ingredients. So, what are the Ashwinder Eggs doing in there?"
Unkissed by chivalric55
3. She peered into the caldrons. They looked exactly the same, each a deep shade of magenta. "So what's the difference between the ingredients in the love potion and the lust potion?" she asked.
"There is no difference in ingredients. The difference is in the stirring rod." He leaned down and picked one up off the table. "You see, for the love potion it must be hollow wood from a..." He had noticed Hermione's giggling by then. She was trying to hold it back, but it was escaping in short bursts from her throat, making her sound like she was choking.
"Miss Granger, are you quite well?" he asked, looking annoyed.
"I'm..." She managed to control herself. "I'm fine."
"May I ask what was so funny?"
"Well, it's just... you mean to say that the difference between love and lust is your rod?"
State of Attraction by Shy Violet aka violet_quill
4. He smirked evilly and regarded her with eyes that glittered with predatory interest. "This substance, a potion that I had heard of years ago and forgotten about, will ensure that you will be able to continue to live these moments of passion, even when you rejoin the party." The last sentence was delivered in a seductive, sinister drawl that made Hermione's stomach tighten with desire...and apprehension. Snape held the tinted, unmarked bottle in front of her, then dabbed some of the contents onto the fingertips of his right hand and reached back around her.
As anxious breaths caught in Hermione's throat, he began to work the thick oil carefully into her inner and outer lips, and continued conversationally, "It is a substance used primarily by wizards in the Middle East. At the conference in Barcelona, an acquaintance of mine from my distant past happened to have some on him...I have never been clear on whether it is a tool of pleasure or torture." It wasn't strictly true that the wizard had simply happened to have some on him. When Severus recognised him, and remembered what had made this man famous (in certain circles), Severus had had the wizard send him a bottle through the Floo.
On the U-curve, Hermione's reaction to the oil was every bit as intense as Severus's was casual. He chuckled wickedly as she gasped and shuddered in his arms. "Oh, oh, OooohhhMyyyyGoddddd!!! You bastard!!"
Just You Wait by Silent G
5. He steadied himself with a firm grip on the shelving, and averted his face from her. "Herm - Miss Granger, I mean." His voice sounded ragged to his own ears as he fought the unmistakable urgings stirring within his mutinous body.
"That rogue potion of yours. By chance did you add Ashwinder scales?" He
could barely get the words out, let alone achieve the nonchalance he was trying for.
He thought he heard her gulp. "Y-Yes, Professor. My mind was so fixed on the
Nerve Restorative, that I put in Ashwinder scales instead of the dragon scales
you had written on the board..."
He groaned loudly. Ashwinder scales, of all the things!
The Amber Solution by wandlimb
6. Severus was amazed by the longevity of the potion. Most lust potions lasted only a few hours; the effects of this one had already lasted several days. He knew that searching through the book again for more information would be a waste of time. But what would he do when the potion wore off? Had Hermione Weasley's declaration of the crush she'd had on him for the last decade been the truth, or had it only been the potion? For a brief moment, he considered confessing to her what had happened, but quickly decided that it would accomplish nothing useful.
Severus thought that the potion might be something he could market once he had more thoroughly deciphered its properties. For now, he had only tested it on one witch. That was not a large enough sample group to establish its commercial possibilities. There was always a segment of wizarding society searching for the next lust potion, and he had provided several of those in the past. This one was definitely better than any he had brewed for his acquaintances before, and as such, he anticipated that he would be able to charge significantly more. This potion might prove most beneficial in more way than one.
Liquid Love by Phoenix aka ltgarrix
7. He lifted the goblet to his lips, expecting the de-alcoholized red wine preferred by the majority of the staff, and was surprised by the smooth and generous flavor of the beverage with its nutmeg-scented pear and cream flavors, ripened cherry aromas with a shade of sweet oak, which was pleasantly round and refined through the finish.
Suddenly he felt warm. Unusually warm… and tingly. Especially down there… He sat up stiffly as a part of his body reacted to the one face that suddenly caught his attention again, as if she were hit with a spotlight. Miss Granger was looking at him. Smiling. He stared at her across the Hall, his gaze riveted, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as inappropriate images of the girl assaulted his thoughts. He felt his chest tighten, and his palms became sweaty. Miss Granger tilted her head, looking at him with concern.
A Slytherin Prank Gone Exceptionally Askew by beaweasley2
8. His lips twitched into a momentary frown as he thought his reasoning over again.
Was it possible that the potion had not been merely a controlling one? He remembered Granger’s actions in the library as well as in the dungeons. She was definitely aroused by his touch. And since he was positive she had never shown him favorable attention before this…incident, her reactions were definitely crucial in consideration.
Snape stopped his search as his thoughts overran his mind.
Granger had been hit with a lust potion.
Not simply a common lust potion. The effects had yet to wear off, and lust potions were notorious for not lasting more than a few hours. Granger had said her flesh burned everywhere that the potion had touched. His physical contact with her wasn’t just inconvenient-somehow, it was vital. She was able to function better in the dungeons when he had been touching her. She also said that when she was around him, she wasn’t in control of her body anymore. And the fact that he could smell the dark magic, half a day later, when he reentered the library.
Something was seriously wrong.
The Harlot's Potion by yutamiyu
9. It wasn't that he needed this particular potion. Oh, no, not at all. But, he thought ruefully, he was 68 years old and occasionally extra... assistance... was helpful. And he'd promised his wife a New Year's Eve to remember. This was, after all, the 25th anniversary of the night they'd become engaged and she was still such a sentimental Gryffindor at heart.
He had surreptitiously consumed the potion at 11:30, knowing that it would take effect in approximately an hour. That would have been plenty of time to see in the New Year before saying their good-byes and apparating home. However, shortly after Severus drank the potion, Harry Potter had insisted upon making a toast to old friends and had raised his glass to Hermione. Severus had automatically taken a drink of the champagne that had sat untouched beside his plate. The alcohol acted as an amplifier for the potion and the carbonation in the champagne had forced the alcohol into his bloodstream that much faster.
A Slight Miscalculation by scatteredlogic
10. "The effects of the potion come in different stages. The first stage is passion. Severus will have a strong desire to want you. At first he may be able to fight it, but he will eventually have no will power. In the second stage, he will experience a more violent desire. He will do anything to find you. He will even hurt or kill to find you. He will not let anything stand in his way. The third stage is insanity. His mind will begin to get lost in itself, going mad with desire. After this, he will succumb to death," Dumbledore closed his eyes as he spoke the last words.
The silence lingered in the air like Snape, himself, had just ordered silence from the first years.
Libidinis Furoris Potionis by Corazon