Harry Potter Promise NR.3 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.3

... onto the platform may well have been the best thing to ever happen to her family. XXX Upstairs, Ron stopped at Ginny's room, suddenly wanting to talk to her. "Hey, Ginny?" Ginny grunted to show him she was listening. Ron bit his lip. "What's going on with you and Harry?" Ginny paused. She guessed she shouldn't be surprised. After all, Ron was used to being Harry's friend, and he probably didn't want to share. "We're friends, Ron. We had a good talk on the way back to the Tower, before leaving school, and we've been writing each other all summer." "But he's told you more than me. Some of what you told mum I didn't even know." Ginny shrugged. "He wanted to talk to me, so I wanted to listen. It goes both ways, you know. There are things I've told him that I haven't shared with anyone else." Ron blinked. He knew he would need to think about this conversation later. "Do you… like him?" he voiced questioningly, almost afraid of the answer. Ginny thought about it for a moment. It wasn't that she needed to think about her answer, she just needed to think about whether or not to tell her brother. Finally she decided he deserved to know the truth. "Yes," she replied bluntly. "I do. Is that a problem?" Ron was surprised at her straightforwardness. It required a minute to think, but in all honesty, he figured she could do a lot worse. And he knew Harry would treat her right. "I guess not," he admitted, "As long as it's because he's Harry, not because he's the Boy Who Lived." Ginny was a ...

... little surprised at the way he was looking after his friend. She smiled brilliantly. "Don't worry," she assured him. "What I like about him has everything to do with him being Harry." Neville looked up as the Floo flared to life, and Amelia Bones stepped out. He set down the Herbology book he was reading, and went to greet her as a proper heir would. Amelia returned his greeting, and asked if his grandmother was available. Neville called one of the Longbottom house elves, and asked him to fetch Augusta. The two were only kept waiting for a few minutes, before the Lady Longbottom entered the room, greeting Amelia in her typical brisk fashion. A pointed look almost had Neville departing, but he stopped when Amelia asked him to stay. "I'm actually here because your grandson suggested I involve you, Augusta. I would like him to remain for this conversation." Augusta was concerned, but appeared outwardly calm, as she gestured for them all to sit and called for an elf to bring tea and biscuits. When they had the refreshments, Augusta nodded for Amelia to begin. The DMLE head took a deep breath, before she carefully outlined the travesty that had occurred almost thirteen years previously. When she came to the present, Amelia paused for only a moment, before continuing, "I have been in contact with Sirius, and I would like to get him a trial by the end of the summer. Neville suggested I ask for you help in controlling the Wizengamot. There is a meeting scheduled for August the twenty ...