MoreThanMolly Quiz Answers!
1. Lucky by pigwidgeon37
2. Spatial Transformations by camillo1978
3. Having a Ball by melusin_79
4. Birds of a Feather by sunnythirty3
5. Platitudes by cecelle
6. The Handbook for the Recently Deceased by clairvoyant12
7. Transfiguration by sc010f
8. The Art of Resolution by debjunk
9. Lost in Transfiguration by septentrion1970
10. Muggle Worthy Excuse Committee by apollinav
1. “It’s an, um, lucky shock,” Hermione answered cautiously. “Lucky of course being subject to definition and generally in the eye of the beholder…” It wasn’t the cleverest answer she’d ever given, but at least she could honestly say that she’d heard a doe snort. Not many people could honestly say that. Clouds and their silver linings…
2. A forty-watt light bulb flicked on in Severus’ head. It was followed by a halogen spotlight of untold candlepower, which caught in its dazzling beam an opportunity to get himself very much in Professor Granger’s good books. He uncrossed his legs, leant forwards and looked closely at her.
‘Hermione, would you feel better if you took an exam before transforming?’
3. The crowd parted, eddying around him as he walked, but Severus ignored their stares and whispers, having eyes only for the woman who had dragged him away from his fireside on this bitterly cold, winter evening.
Hermione noted with no small satisfaction that he was wearing his best dress robes and that he'd made good use of the shampoo she'd left in his shower. 'Oh, dear. He doesn't look in the best of tempers,' she said.
4. He could have sworn the bird rolled his eyes, but shooed him off without ceremony and closed the window to keep the chilly late afternoon air out. Padding to the bedroom past untidy heaps of parchment and stacks of books, Snape found a thicker jumper and pulled it over his head. Robes were all very well for intimidating students back in the old days at Hogwarts and impressing clients, but comfort was his priority when he was alone. And despite the apparent chaos in the living room and study, he knew exactly where everything was. He had a system.
Oh, fuck. I suppose I’d better tidy up before Miss Prissy-Pants comes on Sunday. A half-hearted attempt to pick up a few papers was soon abandoned as a burst of inspiration found him reaching for the nearest parchment to jot down a few ideas.
5. Hermione slumped over her desk. “What have I done? He won't want to go, and then things will get really awkward, and I'll never be able to look him in the eye again, and I'll have to quit my job and...” She groaned, burying her face deeper into the crook of her elbow.
Neville cleared his throat. “Don’t you go borrowing trouble. Never trouble trouble till trouble troubles you. When --”
It was amazing, Neville thought, with how much accuracy she could throw an inkwell even while in inner turmoil.
6. Shaky hands performed a cursory self-assessment. Two arms. Two legs. One torso. One head. One set of naughty bits. One neck... yes, one neck. One dry and intact, albeit cold neck. He looked at the floor surrounding him. No pool of blood.
“Maybe I'm not dead. Could someone have healed me while I was unconscious? A house-elf perhaps. Or maybe that over-achieving Girl Guide Granger.”
7. "Hush, Miss Granger," McGonagall soothes, stroking her wet hair. "Let us return to the castle. You can tell us there what's happened after you're warm."
Sniffling, Hermione nods, suddenly mindful of the presence of Professor Snape. Embarrassed, she beings to stammer an apology to both professors.
Snape reaches out and awkwardly pats her shoulder.
"It's fine, Miss Granger. We will solve this."
8. Heading from the dungeons, he hurried up the stairs with the intent of catching her in her room between classes and dinner. He was disappointed when she didn't answer his knock. She must still be in her classroom. His search turned up no Hermione. Going back down the stairs, he turned and saw her on the landing below, talking to Weasley. His eyes were riveted to the pair. They had been virtually inseparable since his arrival on Valentine's Day. He frowned as he stared. How was he to start up a conversation with that giant, ginger-haired git standing right there?
9. She could not be dead. He refused to believe it. Severus was a firm believer in soul mates and was therefore convinced that his soul would have suffered the most excruciating pain if Hermione had died. Since he had not gone through such pain, he came to the conclusion that Hermione was still alive. However, he could not shake the feeling that something had happened to her. He did not feel the usual brightness her existence brought to his being, even when she was not with him. It was as if her presence were dimmed, hidden by a veil, or blurred. Severus did not have the exact word to convey his sentiment. She was there, but not complete
10. Several chapters in, a knock sounded on the door. Hermione looked up and noted the time. Either Snape was on time or Mundungus was an hour late. As she stowed her book and straightened her desk, Hermione reappraised Snape. When she answered the door, his appearance in well tailored robes confirmed it. His face immediately fell almost, but not quite, into a sneer. Ah well, she wasn’t expecting him either.