Voyeur answers
1. Boardwalk or Bust 05 by ladyofthemasque
2. Public Display of Affection by SunshineFanFics
3. Against the Wall by averygoodun
4. Valentine’s Day by tonksinger
5. An Intimate Evening by Selened
6. Revelations of a Bed & Breakfast by Soul Bound
7. Learning Curve by Kabochon
8. Polyandry & Other Problems by ayerf (WIP)
9. Portrait of a Voyeur by violet-quill
10. The Chocolate Frog
Cards of Love by Loraine
1. Then he caressed the curve of her slowly blushing flesh, and did that same thing again with his hand, the thing I couldn’t see from my vantage.
Again, I watched Hermione’s eyes rolled back in her head. She was enjoying this…this display of sadomasochism! And I knew it was sadomasochism, and not just masochism; in cat form, the nose never lies. Even from my perch in the shadows beyond the reach of the candelabrum’s pool of light, I could smell the scents of an aroused female, and an aroused male. He was enjoying it too, the kinky bastard!
I watched as he continued to administer her spanking-demerits, and played intimately with her flesh, and wondered how long this had been happening. Under my very whiskers, no less! Er, under my very nose, that was… How long had they been coupling? They seemed to know each other’s needs and likes very well--as long as a year? Two? Heaven forbid, if it was so! Boardwalk or Bust 05 by ladyofthemasque
2. “Hermione,” he said softly, and she snapped her head around to face him. He laid his finger to his lips this time, indicating he required her complete silence.
“I cannot see the entertainment any longer,” he whispered. “You will have to enlighten me.” Pulling her forward, he latched onto her hips and hoisted her into the cradle of his own, sliding her firmly down his erection.
Hermione’s eyes closed as she hit bottom and she mouthed a silent epithet. Once Severus had his grip and began to thrust inside her, he moved her back so she could see.
“What are they doing, pet?” he asked. Uncertainly, Hermione looked from him to the couple and back. He nodded encouragingly at her. Public Display of Affection by SunshineFanFics
3. With a primal cry, he comes, slamming me down on him as he thrusts up, trying to reach farther as I clamp down once more.
We hold onto each other, breathing heavily as we slowly come down. I know I’m shaking again, but realize Severus is as well when he leans forward, pressing me against the wall as he tries to regain his breath.
“While I don’t think that would qualify as a scream,” he gasps haltingly, “I think it will have to do.”
He pulls me into a hug that I wonder at until I feel him lowering us to the ground. I’m amazed he has the strength to do that; I’m a quivering mess right now. When we reach the ground, he lies down on his back, pulling me with him.
As I lie on his chest, I can hear his heart racing painfully fast. There’s an intimacy to lying on him, feeling his chest heaving against mine that, in a way, seems stronger than what we just shared. It soothes me, helping me relax into a laconic state. However, the bliss is interrupted by a slow clap coming from across the room.
Both our heads whip up to find Lucius Malfoy coming into view as his Disillusionment Charm trickles away. Against the Wall by averygoodun
4. “It was you!” she screeched, grabbing his collar and yanking him down to her level. “It is your fucking doing that forced me to go on five dates with Percy Weasley! Do you know what that’s like, you smarmy, conniving bastard?”
“I’m terribly sorry about that, Miss Granger,” he said, voice only shaking a little in the face of her ire, “but really, it was the only way to ever get you and Severus to realize what was there--”
“And for you to fulfill your little voyeuristic kink.” Severus crossed his arms and stared at the other man, several options of action running through his head. On the one hand, he was very angry with Lucius for daring to interfere in their lives in such a drastic manner; he would see that the man got what was coming to him. But there were different ways of going about such things: one could rave and yell, as Hermione was continuing to do, or one could… twist. Alter slightly.
Besides, he had a beautiful, willing woman in her knickers, and that was not an opportunity he was going to give up quickly.
“…and then I will jump on the pieces!” Completing her litany of threats against Lucius’s person, Hermione finally released the man and stepped back, planting her hands on her hips, which caused her bum to shake in a most pleasing manner. Valentine’s Day by tonksinger
5. When she sees she has your full attention again she starts to remove her clothing.
It takes her a moment to find and undo the rest of the fastenings on the dress robe and her breasts are exposed the whole time. I see the expression on your face as the robe falls. You're impressed… and well you should be. Of course she knows and I know that the silky lacy knickers, fine stockings and high heels demonstrate just how good she is at transfiguration. I suspect you're impressed by the sight of her as she stands there though. The stockings are charmed to stay up on their own and she makes a move to break the charm on one of them.
"Leave them," you say, your voice husky.
She smiles at that and slides her fingers into the sides of the knickers instead. You don't breathe as she lowers them and steps out of them. Can you smell her like I can? Do you notice how her sweat makes her skin glow in this light? An Intimate Evening by Selened
6. Be careful, Hermione! He’s dangerous! But Hermione didn’t seem the least bit frightened.
The two stared at each other for a long moment, and Harry didn’t have any clue what was going on or what to do. The expression on Snape’s face was inscrutable, but there was something in his eyes that Harry had never seen there before.
“Is it really over?” she finally asked with hope in her eyes.
Harry could only watch in confusion.
“Yes, Hermione,” Snape said softly. “It’s really over. We’re free.”
It was like watching a train wreck. Harry felt overwhelming horror, but couldn’t bring himself to look away as his best friend threw herself into the arms of the man he hated most.
And Snape, to Harry’s shock and disgust, responded in kind. He cradled the young woman close and stroked her hair as she silently sobbed.
“Shh…” he whispered. “You’re safe. No more threats. No more nightmares. No more secrets. No more mark to call me away.” Revelations of a Bed & Breakfast by Soul Bound
7. Ron looked around the room again and then he looked behind the lectern. The prep room door was closed, but he knew that she had to be back there…he had heard her. He went to the door and inhaled as he grasped the handle and gave it a gentle turn. The door had a low torque and opened easily, making no sound. Not that he would have heard the door because he could hear her…moaning? He held on to the doorknob and pressed his face against the crack, squinting his eyes and nearly screaming because he saw his best friend…no, it was not possible, this was not Hermione…surely Hermione would not be…
And try as he might, Ronald Weasley could not tear his eyes away from what he was seeing, and would forever see…
Hermione was in the prep room but she was not alone. She was bent over two large boxes, her arms crossed, her head low, her face frozen in a rictus of passion, her lower lip caught between her teeth. Her dress was up, around her waist, revealing the straps of a black garter clipped to sheer thigh-high black seamed stockings. Her legs were spread wide and for the love of Merlin, there was a black-robed figure on his knees with his face between her ass cheeks. Learning Curve by Kabochon
8. Lucius emerged into his study from his secret hoard of Pensieve memories. He adjusted his trousers, satiated yet decidedly ill at ease. For the past month, every single time he viewed one of the memories of Hermione and Severus, he felt dirty. Guilty.
Although he hadn’t added any more memories to his collection, Lucius knew that he would have if he could. That only made the guilt all the more insidious, to know that it was only down to an elf: Dilly refused to spy, and the other elves were banned from Severus and Hermione’s rooms thanks to Tricksy’s actions.
He was abusing Hermione’s trust. If she found out about his stock of Pensieve porn - not that she could - she would be very … disappointed in him. Severus, on the other hand, would just skin him alive.
Clearly his conscience was conspiring against him. Soon he would have to make a choice about which was more important to him if he was to feel comfortable in his own skin: the vicarious pleasure voyeurism brought him, or being trustworthy.
Perhaps the answer was to avoid the memories featuring Hermione and Severus? Polyandry & Other Problems by ayerf (WIP)
9. Sure, he'd seen naked girls in his time. He'd even shagged a few of them. But there was something really bloody hot about watching a girl naked when she didn't know you were watching her.
So he'd started hanging out behind that tree. He'd gotten really fast at jumping between pictures, too - he could make it so that Hermione didn't notice that he was gone from his normal frame before she went in for a bath, and then he was already hiding behind the tree by the time she got there. And the best part - the best part - was the discovery that Hermione touched herself in the bath.
Every morning she didn't have to teach an early class, in fact, which was generally about four times a week. She'd charm some lovely smelling bubbles, sink into the warm water, lay her head back, close her eyes, and slip her hand underneath the water and between her legs. Sirius always strained a little, hoping to get a better view, but the look on her face was usually enough to make his trousers a bit tight. Portrait of a Voyeur by violet-quill
10. Then I noticed that they weren't arguing anymore. In fact, they weren't even talking anymore.
Good lord! Didn't they get enough of each other at night?
Just as the clothes started to come off, I noticed that there was another card next to mine, and that there was another person watching the goings on. I frowned.
"You there, what do you think you're doing? Let them have some privacy."
Harry Potter's shocked face met mine. "Headmaster. I really...I'm not spying. I just...I was visiting. It was random. I didn't want to see.... What's going on here anyway?"
I glanced up just as Hermione found her release.
"That Mister Potter is how Severus 'bewitches the mind and ensnares the senses'." The Chocolate Frog Cards of Love by Loraine