Harry Potter Promise NR.4 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.4

... Just remember that he cannot force you to answer anything that isn't school related. He's just your headmaster, nothing more." Harry nodded, and they broke apart as they entered the Great Hall, Minerva heading to the head table, and Harry to join his friends. Hermione looked eager to hear how he did, but Harry made a point to sit down first and fill his plate. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore "Well?" She demanded. "How did you do?" Harry looked up, grinning. "I passed, Hermione." She squealed. "Oh, I just knew you would! That is so wonderful, Harry, congratulations!" Harry nodded, blushing a little. "Thanks," he replied, smiling as the rest of them passed on their own congratulations, though without the squealing. Ginny saw his shifty eyes, and her own narrowed. "How well did you do, Potter?" she asked lowly. Harry flinched, and looked down. "Professor Vector said the only one who beat my score was Hermione," he admitted, causing the bushy-haired girl to let out another squeal, louder this time, which drew the attention of several people towards them. Harry continued, "and Professor Babbling said I got an 'easy O'." Ginny grinned and threw her arms around Harry, before she sat back, suddenly aware that they were surrounded by people. In the awkward silence that followed, they all decided to start on their meals. It was a few minutes later that Harry informed them of his meeting with Dumbledore. Ginny looked at him nervously while Hermione speculated as to what it ...

... could be about. Harry grimaced. "I think he wants to know why I wasn't a good boy and just stayed with my relatives this summer." Hermione stopped talking and looked at him, slightly reprovingly. "Harry," she admonished, but Harry just shook his head. "No, Hermione, after everything I've learned this summer, I think that's about right on the nose." She still looked skeptical, so Harry sighed. "I'll tell you a little more when I get back, all right?" She nodded, and Harry turned to Ron. Ron just shrugged. "I believe you, mate. Some things that have been happening around here don't really add up, you know?" Harry nodded his agreement, and finished his supper, heading off towards the headmaster's office with a heavy weight in his stomach. He reached the gargoyle statue, and barely had time to remember that he didn't know the password, before the stone figure was moving aside. Harry shrugged and stepped onto the moving staircase. He knocked on the door before entering, and was greeted by a slightly shocked Dumbledore, before he hid his surprise behind the twinkling eyes. Harry filed that away to think on later, as he courteously greeted the headmaster. "You wanted to see me, professor?" he asked. Dumbledore smiled. "Yes, my boy, thank you for coming. Lemon drop?" Harry shook his head as he took the offered seat. Dumbledore leaned forward in his seat slightly. "I was very sorry to hear about your uncle, Harry. I hope he will not be judged too severely." Harry's eyes narrowed, as he ...