Fairy Tale Answers
Based on a Fairy Tale
1. If the Shoe Fits by ginny_weasley31
2. Down the Ferret Hole by mundungus42
3. The Beast of Hogwarts by hayseed_42
4. The Frog Prince by juniperus
5. Luscious Red Riding Hood by ladyofthemasque
6. Happily Ever After by kbauman24601
7. Bushy and the Beast by Wonk
8. Princess Hermione and the Seven Weasleys by CeltiCreeder
9. Severus Snape and the Claiming of Sleeping Hermione by pearle9240
10. 1,001 Nights by jocemum
1. Taking a sip of his firewhisky, Severus tried to calm his mind. Ever since he'd walked in here he'd felt oddly disconcerted. It had brought forth memories. Memories? No, they weren't real memories. It just all reminded him strongly of the dreams that he'd been plagued with since Halloween.
He didn't know if he should be grateful or wary that the dreams had ended after he'd told Minerva of the dream he'd had nearly a fortnight ago. After several discussions, Minerva had finally convinced him that it had likely been a remaining side-effect from the House-Elf Flu which he'd been lucky enough to contract back in early October. However, that didn't explain why the dreams had ended so suddenly. Nor did it explain how he had such an odd feeling of déjà vu now.
And though he hated admitting such a thing, even to himself, Severus found himself wondering about the mysterious woman who he had dreamed about so consistently for nearly two months.
It was as this final thought was passing through his head that he saw her. Every detail about the woman who he saw dancing with a man - whom he easily recognised was the famous Quidditch Seeker, Viktor Krum - was familiar. The dress robes, though the cut was slightly different than the one that the woman in his dreams had worn, were nearly identical in colour. Her brown hair was weaved in the same style and pinned on top of her head, leaving a few ringlets to frame her face. If the Shoe Fits by ginny_weasley31
2. She bent close to the cabinet to examine the hole and caught a good whiff of the ferret's musk. She sneezed violently.
"Hey now, what are you on about?" cried the door, blinking her sneeze out of its wooden eyes.
"I think- atchoo!- I'm allergic to ferrets! Atchoo!" Oh, of all the times not to carry a handkerchief!
Six sneezes later, the door was swearing at her incoherently, but she had decided that she didn't care. Even wracked with sneezes and streaming tears, Hermione still cast the best Shrinking Charms of any in her form. She turned her wand on herself and closed her eyes.
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Hermione looked up at the door, which was swearing more eloquently now that it had figured out how she planned to get past him, then looked at the bottom of her shoe with dismay.
"I do wish I hadn't sneezed so much," she thought as she cast a quick Scourgify and ducked through the hole. Down the Ferret Hole by mundungus42
3. As quickly as she could, she raised her wand at Snape's back and cried the words of the Binding Charm. Within seconds, Snape's hand was firmly clamped over hers, despite his best efforts to remove it. She noted that his skin was rough and sweaty.
"Miss Granger!" Snape roared. "Unhand me immediately!"
Hermione winced. "I'm very sorry, sir, but you need to come with me now," she said in the most apologetic tone she could muster.
"Two hundred points from Gryffindor!" he shouted. "Let me go!"
"I can't do that, Professor," she told him. "Come on. We've got to go to the Forest."
Snape went very still. "You're under a curse," he breathed. "That's the only explanation for it."
Taking advantage of his surprise, she pulled him a few feet down the hall. "I'm not cursed, sir. But you do need to come with me."
He began resisting again. "That's what you would say if you were." The Beast of Hogwarts by hayseed_42
4. She sighed in relief as she took in the peacefulness of the copse, and began to sit down in her favorite spot.
"I know what you seek," said an odd-sounding voice.
Wand in hand, she whirled, trying to suppress her panic. She heard a splash nearby. "Where are you? Who are you? Show yourself!"
"I am right here, princess," replied the voice.
"Where? And why do you call me princess?" she asked as she continued to look around her for the source of the voice.
"Is that not what the other chit called you?"
"Er… yes, I suppose she did. But that's not quite… I mean, Hermione is my na… eeurgh!" She jumped back, startled, when a large, green frog with black spots and black eyes landed in front of her.
"You're a… a frog!"
"Obviously," he croaked. The Frog Prince by juniperus
5. The tight, low-slung trousers the book had given him didn’t quite cover his hip-bones, so she could see a couple inches below his navel as well as above it. The fine, sparse, black hairs coalesced about a finger-length above his navel and marched in a path straight down into the waistband and fly region. It dragged her gaze from his chest and abdomen down to his groin…where the leather, though tight, was butter-soft enough to cup his genitals. His rather reasonably endowed genitals.
A stray thought made Hermione bite her lip against the urge to giggle: Ron had once claimed in a moment of frustration that their Potions Professor had to have a small prick physically, to be such a big prick in his personality. But it just isn’t so, she thought, blushing as he straightened himself out and glared at her, yanking the folds of his jacket closed. It just isn’t so…
“Damnit, Hermione, what the hell is going on, here? And why are you dressed like a Gryffindor tart?” he demanded. Her amusement vanished, evaporating under the insult. His next words mollified her somewhat, but only somewhat. “You normally have the good taste to dress like a lady!”
Setting her basket down, Hermione planted her hands on her hips. She knew that flared the cape, exposing more of her outfit than just a glimpse of her cleavage, but didn’t care. Luscious Red Riding Hood by ladyofthemasque
6. The tinkling of silver on fine crystal ceased all conversations. Minerva and Lucius both stood up and looked at Hermione and Severus. Severus could feel his stomach clench and saw the apprehension in Hermione’s face.
“I would like everyone in this room to know how honored Lord Lucius, Lady Narcissa and I are tonight to have you all here to witness such a happy moment for our two families.” Hermione now wished she had not eaten the aspic, she was sure she could feel it wiggling in her stomach.
“Last night, Lucius and Severus met and agreed to put past grudges behind them in order to forge a new friendship. As part of this agreement, Lucius has agreed to give his consent for Hermione Malfoy to marry His Grace, my son, Severus.” Minerva raised her wine glass in a toast to the newly engaged couple.
Hermione felt all of the blood drain from her face. She looked from the very happy and satisfied faces of her family and friends to that of Severus, her new fiancé. She felt Ginny give her a hug and vaguely heard words of congratulations being directed at her. She took one look at Severus and knew she had to get him out of the room before he said or did something he would later regret. She grabbed his arm and propelled him through the dining room door, across the hall and into the parlor. Happily Ever After by kbauman24601
7. "I came back," she answered, embracing his fingers within hers, running her thumb against the back of the warm, soft hand. He didn't pull away, and instead turned his grasp around and gripped her fingers, squeezing firmly. "I was afraid that Ron…that Ron might hurt you, so I came back." An anxious hand went to brush against his chin, coarse with days of unshaven stubble.
He smirked grimly. "How very Gryffindor of you."
She gave him her own smirk in reply. "I thought that you might say that."
"Taking up Divination now, are you?"
She scoffed in mock disdain. "Never."
His free hand went up to frame her face, eyes narrowed as if he was trying to understand something, his brow furrowed in concentration. The tips of his fingers brushed warm trails across her lips.
"You love me," he said, a wave of uncharacteristic uncertainty faltering in his voice.
"Now who's taking up Divination?" was her reply as she bent forward to kiss him. It was short, simple, chaste, and Hermione pulled away smiling. Snape didn't exactly smile, but his face seemed cheerier than usual. His breathing was labored as he bent forward to kiss her again, his fingers entwining in her hair. His mouth opened, beckoning hers to do the same, but Hermione was overcome by sudden shyness. He sensed her uneasiness and the heat from her face and stopped.
When he pulled away, his face flushed, he asked, "Do I look any different to you?" Bushy and the Beast by Wonk
8. "Your brother has ordered me to kill you, but I cannot. You must run away and never return, for if he finds out you are still alive he will stop at nothing to see you dead."
Princess Hermione gasped and turned, running deep into the forest. She ran and ran until she found herself lost. She stopped in a clearing and cried and cried until finally she saw a small light in the darkness of the forest. Getting up, she made her way towards it until she came to a rather ramshackle cottage with a sign in the front yard with the words "The Burrow" painted on it. The light came from a single candle burning in the window, and upon closer inspection Princess Hermione saw that there was no one in the house.
"Well, whoever lives here is an idiot. Don't they know that that candle is a fire hazard?" she muttered. And because it was her nature to do so, she decided to fix the problem. She was surprised to find the front door unlocked and unwarded. However, upon seeing the state of the house, she realized it probably wasn't so strange to be unlocked and unwarded. Princess Hermione and the Seven Weasleys by CeltiCreeder
9. His balls pulled up, his cock ramming home one last time to spill his seed deep within the enticing witch.
Bracing himself on his forearms, his eyes closed, Severus tried to still his breathing. He wondered Hermione would be upset, but it was her book that had dragged them into this mess. His eyes snapped open at the feel of her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. His questioning gaze was met by the smiling countenance of one Hermione Granger.
“Thank you for waking me up, in more ways than one. You don’t rent yourself out as an alarm clock, do you? I would much rather be woken up like this in the morning than that obnoxious ring my alarm has.”
Severus laughed, leaning down to capture her lips in another earth-shattering kiss.
He moved to the side, pulling Hermione against him as he stretched out. “Care to tell me what’s going on here?” Severus Snape and the Claiming of Sleeping Hermione by pearle9240
10. I suggest that you do, and that you sleep. Tomorrow, you must prepare yourself to continue the story, and be ready to bargain with the devil for another day… Scheherazade.”
Hermione stared at him in astonishment. “You mean you know the story?”
“I am not completely ignorant of Muggle literature.” He nodded his head, giving her a look of approval. “Nor the old magic that inspired it. You are even more intelligent and capable than I had ever imagined, Miss Granger. Storytelling magic is an art all but lost in modern wizardry, and I know for a fact it is not taught in your history class by Professor Binns.”
She stared at him, frightened at first. If he revealed what she’d done, and Voldemort and the others realized how it was that some Muggleborn had managed to draw them in with something as simple as a story, it was all over. But to her surprise and intense relief, he said nothing about reporting it to the Death Eaters.
“How did you know?” she whispered, once her voice came back.
“Like yourself, I take an interest in the study of magic outside of that taught in the classroom, particularly of the obscure and forgotten methods,” he said matter-of-factly. 1,001 Nights by jocemum
1. If the Shoe Fits by ginny_weasley31
2. Down the Ferret Hole by mundungus42
3. The Beast of Hogwarts by hayseed_42
4. The Frog Prince by juniperus
5. Luscious Red Riding Hood by ladyofthemasque
6. Happily Ever After by kbauman24601
7. Bushy and the Beast by Wonk
8. Princess Hermione and the Seven Weasleys by CeltiCreeder
9. Severus Snape and the Claiming of Sleeping Hermione by pearle9240
10. 1,001 Nights by jocemum
1. Taking a sip of his firewhisky, Severus tried to calm his mind. Ever since he'd walked in here he'd felt oddly disconcerted. It had brought forth memories. Memories? No, they weren't real memories. It just all reminded him strongly of the dreams that he'd been plagued with since Halloween.
He didn't know if he should be grateful or wary that the dreams had ended after he'd told Minerva of the dream he'd had nearly a fortnight ago. After several discussions, Minerva had finally convinced him that it had likely been a remaining side-effect from the House-Elf Flu which he'd been lucky enough to contract back in early October. However, that didn't explain why the dreams had ended so suddenly. Nor did it explain how he had such an odd feeling of déjà vu now.
And though he hated admitting such a thing, even to himself, Severus found himself wondering about the mysterious woman who he had dreamed about so consistently for nearly two months.
It was as this final thought was passing through his head that he saw her. Every detail about the woman who he saw dancing with a man - whom he easily recognised was the famous Quidditch Seeker, Viktor Krum - was familiar. The dress robes, though the cut was slightly different than the one that the woman in his dreams had worn, were nearly identical in colour. Her brown hair was weaved in the same style and pinned on top of her head, leaving a few ringlets to frame her face. If the Shoe Fits by ginny_weasley31
2. She bent close to the cabinet to examine the hole and caught a good whiff of the ferret's musk. She sneezed violently.
"Hey now, what are you on about?" cried the door, blinking her sneeze out of its wooden eyes.
"I think- atchoo!- I'm allergic to ferrets! Atchoo!" Oh, of all the times not to carry a handkerchief!
Six sneezes later, the door was swearing at her incoherently, but she had decided that she didn't care. Even wracked with sneezes and streaming tears, Hermione still cast the best Shrinking Charms of any in her form. She turned her wand on herself and closed her eyes.
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Hermione looked up at the door, which was swearing more eloquently now that it had figured out how she planned to get past him, then looked at the bottom of her shoe with dismay.
"I do wish I hadn't sneezed so much," she thought as she cast a quick Scourgify and ducked through the hole. Down the Ferret Hole by mundungus42
3. As quickly as she could, she raised her wand at Snape's back and cried the words of the Binding Charm. Within seconds, Snape's hand was firmly clamped over hers, despite his best efforts to remove it. She noted that his skin was rough and sweaty.
"Miss Granger!" Snape roared. "Unhand me immediately!"
Hermione winced. "I'm very sorry, sir, but you need to come with me now," she said in the most apologetic tone she could muster.
"Two hundred points from Gryffindor!" he shouted. "Let me go!"
"I can't do that, Professor," she told him. "Come on. We've got to go to the Forest."
Snape went very still. "You're under a curse," he breathed. "That's the only explanation for it."
Taking advantage of his surprise, she pulled him a few feet down the hall. "I'm not cursed, sir. But you do need to come with me."
He began resisting again. "That's what you would say if you were." The Beast of Hogwarts by hayseed_42
4. She sighed in relief as she took in the peacefulness of the copse, and began to sit down in her favorite spot.
"I know what you seek," said an odd-sounding voice.
Wand in hand, she whirled, trying to suppress her panic. She heard a splash nearby. "Where are you? Who are you? Show yourself!"
"I am right here, princess," replied the voice.
"Where? And why do you call me princess?" she asked as she continued to look around her for the source of the voice.
"Is that not what the other chit called you?"
"Er… yes, I suppose she did. But that's not quite… I mean, Hermione is my na… eeurgh!" She jumped back, startled, when a large, green frog with black spots and black eyes landed in front of her.
"You're a… a frog!"
"Obviously," he croaked. The Frog Prince by juniperus
5. The tight, low-slung trousers the book had given him didn’t quite cover his hip-bones, so she could see a couple inches below his navel as well as above it. The fine, sparse, black hairs coalesced about a finger-length above his navel and marched in a path straight down into the waistband and fly region. It dragged her gaze from his chest and abdomen down to his groin…where the leather, though tight, was butter-soft enough to cup his genitals. His rather reasonably endowed genitals.
A stray thought made Hermione bite her lip against the urge to giggle: Ron had once claimed in a moment of frustration that their Potions Professor had to have a small prick physically, to be such a big prick in his personality. But it just isn’t so, she thought, blushing as he straightened himself out and glared at her, yanking the folds of his jacket closed. It just isn’t so…
“Damnit, Hermione, what the hell is going on, here? And why are you dressed like a Gryffindor tart?” he demanded. Her amusement vanished, evaporating under the insult. His next words mollified her somewhat, but only somewhat. “You normally have the good taste to dress like a lady!”
Setting her basket down, Hermione planted her hands on her hips. She knew that flared the cape, exposing more of her outfit than just a glimpse of her cleavage, but didn’t care. Luscious Red Riding Hood by ladyofthemasque
6. The tinkling of silver on fine crystal ceased all conversations. Minerva and Lucius both stood up and looked at Hermione and Severus. Severus could feel his stomach clench and saw the apprehension in Hermione’s face.
“I would like everyone in this room to know how honored Lord Lucius, Lady Narcissa and I are tonight to have you all here to witness such a happy moment for our two families.” Hermione now wished she had not eaten the aspic, she was sure she could feel it wiggling in her stomach.
“Last night, Lucius and Severus met and agreed to put past grudges behind them in order to forge a new friendship. As part of this agreement, Lucius has agreed to give his consent for Hermione Malfoy to marry His Grace, my son, Severus.” Minerva raised her wine glass in a toast to the newly engaged couple.
Hermione felt all of the blood drain from her face. She looked from the very happy and satisfied faces of her family and friends to that of Severus, her new fiancé. She felt Ginny give her a hug and vaguely heard words of congratulations being directed at her. She took one look at Severus and knew she had to get him out of the room before he said or did something he would later regret. She grabbed his arm and propelled him through the dining room door, across the hall and into the parlor. Happily Ever After by kbauman24601
7. "I came back," she answered, embracing his fingers within hers, running her thumb against the back of the warm, soft hand. He didn't pull away, and instead turned his grasp around and gripped her fingers, squeezing firmly. "I was afraid that Ron…that Ron might hurt you, so I came back." An anxious hand went to brush against his chin, coarse with days of unshaven stubble.
He smirked grimly. "How very Gryffindor of you."
She gave him her own smirk in reply. "I thought that you might say that."
"Taking up Divination now, are you?"
She scoffed in mock disdain. "Never."
His free hand went up to frame her face, eyes narrowed as if he was trying to understand something, his brow furrowed in concentration. The tips of his fingers brushed warm trails across her lips.
"You love me," he said, a wave of uncharacteristic uncertainty faltering in his voice.
"Now who's taking up Divination?" was her reply as she bent forward to kiss him. It was short, simple, chaste, and Hermione pulled away smiling. Snape didn't exactly smile, but his face seemed cheerier than usual. His breathing was labored as he bent forward to kiss her again, his fingers entwining in her hair. His mouth opened, beckoning hers to do the same, but Hermione was overcome by sudden shyness. He sensed her uneasiness and the heat from her face and stopped.
When he pulled away, his face flushed, he asked, "Do I look any different to you?" Bushy and the Beast by Wonk
8. "Your brother has ordered me to kill you, but I cannot. You must run away and never return, for if he finds out you are still alive he will stop at nothing to see you dead."
Princess Hermione gasped and turned, running deep into the forest. She ran and ran until she found herself lost. She stopped in a clearing and cried and cried until finally she saw a small light in the darkness of the forest. Getting up, she made her way towards it until she came to a rather ramshackle cottage with a sign in the front yard with the words "The Burrow" painted on it. The light came from a single candle burning in the window, and upon closer inspection Princess Hermione saw that there was no one in the house.
"Well, whoever lives here is an idiot. Don't they know that that candle is a fire hazard?" she muttered. And because it was her nature to do so, she decided to fix the problem. She was surprised to find the front door unlocked and unwarded. However, upon seeing the state of the house, she realized it probably wasn't so strange to be unlocked and unwarded. Princess Hermione and the Seven Weasleys by CeltiCreeder
9. His balls pulled up, his cock ramming home one last time to spill his seed deep within the enticing witch.
Bracing himself on his forearms, his eyes closed, Severus tried to still his breathing. He wondered Hermione would be upset, but it was her book that had dragged them into this mess. His eyes snapped open at the feel of her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. His questioning gaze was met by the smiling countenance of one Hermione Granger.
“Thank you for waking me up, in more ways than one. You don’t rent yourself out as an alarm clock, do you? I would much rather be woken up like this in the morning than that obnoxious ring my alarm has.”
Severus laughed, leaning down to capture her lips in another earth-shattering kiss.
He moved to the side, pulling Hermione against him as he stretched out. “Care to tell me what’s going on here?” Severus Snape and the Claiming of Sleeping Hermione by pearle9240
10. I suggest that you do, and that you sleep. Tomorrow, you must prepare yourself to continue the story, and be ready to bargain with the devil for another day… Scheherazade.”
Hermione stared at him in astonishment. “You mean you know the story?”
“I am not completely ignorant of Muggle literature.” He nodded his head, giving her a look of approval. “Nor the old magic that inspired it. You are even more intelligent and capable than I had ever imagined, Miss Granger. Storytelling magic is an art all but lost in modern wizardry, and I know for a fact it is not taught in your history class by Professor Binns.”
She stared at him, frightened at first. If he revealed what she’d done, and Voldemort and the others realized how it was that some Muggleborn had managed to draw them in with something as simple as a story, it was all over. But to her surprise and intense relief, he said nothing about reporting it to the Death Eaters.
“How did you know?” she whispered, once her voice came back.
“Like yourself, I take an interest in the study of magic outside of that taught in the classroom, particularly of the obscure and forgotten methods,” he said matter-of-factly. 1,001 Nights by jocemum