Harry Potter Promise NR.4 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.4

... again. But I must warn you to think through your decision with care. Should you choose to enter your name, you are agreeing to commit to the Tournament for its duration. It is a binding magical contract that cannot be undone. Names will be chosen by a magical artifact. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you, the Goblet of Fire!" He tapped his wand to the crate, and it melted away to reveal a rather impressive goblet spouting blue flames out of the top. "You have until supper tomorrow to enter your name." With that, he dismissed the students to their beds. The Triwizard Tournament had begun. XXX Ginny pulled Harry along with her as they made their way down the hall. He tried to protest, but she was relentless. She stopped him outside Minerva's office, and he swallowed. "Gin," he tried, but she shook her head. "You told me you'd talk to her, Harry, and you haven't. She needs to know what you saw. I feel like it could be important." With that, she knocked on the door, entered the room - dragging Harry along behind her - and wasted no time in telling their Transfiguration professor what Harry had dreamed. Minerva was quiet for a minute, before she asked her charge for a few clarifying details. Harry tried to answer as best he could, but it was challenging. "I'm not really sure how to describe the fuzziness," he admitted. "It was almost like looking through a foggy window or something. Like it was supposed to be clear, but for some reason, it wasn't. I could make out a few details, ...

... and I'm certain of what we've told you, I just wish I could tell you more." Minerva nodded. "Do you have any thoughts?" she asked. Harry bit his lip, looking down. "I think they were talking about getting me to compete in the tournament," he confessed, drawing gasps from both women. He explained, "They were talking about a contest, and I know my name was mentioned. Something about making sure I was chosen. And given who was involved, and my luck, the rest isn't hard to figure out." Minerva nodded shakily. She was about to say something, when Harry looked up, his expression pleading. "You know I wouldn't try to enter my name, right? I don't want the fame, and I certainly don't need the prize money. It's just not worth it!" Ginny calmed him down by pressing herself to his side. "We know you wouldn't, Harry," she reassured him. Minerva nodded again, this time more surely. "I would never accuse you of such a thing, Harry. I like to think I know you better than that." Harry seemed relieved that they knew he wouldn't do such a thing, and Minerva walked them back up to Gryffindor tower, giving her young charge a hug before bidding them goodnight. XXX Speculation on who would be the champions was all anyone would talk about the next day. While they didn't know the visiting students well enough, most thought Krum was the favorite from Durmstrang. The Weasley twins had a pool going on who would be the Hogwarts champion. Most houses were cheering for their own to get chosen. Harry ...