Harry Potter Promise NR.4 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.4

... their house would be represented, and Ravenclaw was supporting the significant other of one of their own. Gryffindor was just happy that the champion hadn't come from Slytherin, though of course, all of the DA members were cheering as loudly as Hufflepuff. Cedric was well liked amongst his peers. Dumbledore waited until the noise died down, before he smiled. "Yes, yes, well met to all the champions! Now that they have been chosen, we will –" But he stopped, as the flames turned red once more, and a fourth piece of parchment was spat out. He unfolded it, somehow knowing what would be written there, and called out, "Harry Potter." _ _ _ Chapter 19 Well, here's yet another chapter that I think many of you have been waiting for, in more ways than one. Enjoy! Disclaimer: not mine Harry blinked. And then blinked again. He looked around, seeing all the eyes on him, and swallowed. "Harry Potter," Dumbledore called out again, also looking in his direction. He turned to Ginny, his eyes pleading. Ginny nodded, understanding. "I know you didn't do it, Harry," she said, voice wavering as the implications began to make themselves known to her. Hermione and Neville looked worried, as Harry turned towards them, and stated calmly and surely, "I didn't enter myself." They nodded, believing him, as Dumbledore called for him a third time. Ron didn't say anything, but he did have a somewhat hostile look on his face. With the dread settling in his stomach and making him regret eating so much, ...

... Harry slowly made his way towards the door that the other champions had disappeared behind. His look at Dumbledore was partly accusing, partly searching. Wasn't it the headmaster's responsibility to make sure things like this didn't happen? What if this was just another one of his tests? If he hadn't had that dream about Voldemort, he may have seriously considered that line of thought. He heard some muttering from the room as the door closed, though it wasn't from as many people as he would have thought. Unbeknownst to him, the members of the DA were quickly reassuring nonmembers that the Harry Potter they had come to know over the last couple of months wouldn't have entered himself. He had made a point of shooting down several wide-eyed first years when they asked if he wished he could compete, stating the dangers, and his wish to live a long, healthy life. He had also impressed upon them how much he hated the fame. The three champions looked up as he entered. Fleur was the first to speak. "Yes? Do zey need us for somting?" Harry just shook his head numbly, as the cavalry arrived behind him. Minerva immediately went to his side, giving him a reassuring one-armed hug. He looked at her, their conversation from the previous night coming to the forefront of his mind. She nodded her understanding. Ludo Bagman was positively beaming, even as Madam Maxime spluttered, "What is ze meaning of this, Dumbly-door? I do not recall reading in ze rules zat ze host school gets two champions!" ...