Harry Potter Promise NR.3 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.3

... Chasers, and Neville and Susan made up the other. Fred was Beater for Harry's team, and George played Beater for Neville's. The air was filled with shouts and laughter as the adults looked on, smiling at how much fun the children were having. At lunchtime, the kids all descended rapidly, and fell upon the food with a ravenous fervor. Mrs. Weasley had truly outdone herself with the cake. It could have easily fed twice the amount of people present, and had a miniature Harry done in frosting, flying around the top in pursuit of a tiny golden frosting snitch. Harry's eyes almost bulged at the pile of presents waiting for him. Aunt Minerva and Sirius were doing their best to undo years of lessons beaten into him by the Dursley's, but Harry didn't think he'd ever get used to people spending so much on him – or people wanting to spend anything on him. Hermione gave both him and Neville their presents, since she hadn't been able to send anything from Spain. Harry couldn't wait to read Dueling Techniques for the Master, while the three gardening pots she had brought back for him from Spain intrigued Neville. They were very pretty, with the Spanish patterns, and would look quite nice in his greenhouse. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley gave him a book on Wizarding law, and a tin of fudge. They had collaborated with Minerva a bit, to make sure it wasn't a book he already owned, but they thought he might like it, considering what his godfather had been through. Fred and George's present impressed ...

... Harry, as he pulled out some homemade joke products. He knew they were interested in opening a joke shop, but he hadn't realized they were so far along. He gave them a searching look, and they just winked. Ron's gift of chocolate frogs was typical, and reassuring. So many things were changing in Harry's life, it was nice to see something predictable. Susan and Amelia gave him a foe glass and the Auror Handbook. Harry wasn't sure what he wanted to do with his life, but being an Auror definitely was a contender. Especially after learning that his father had been one, as had his grandfather. Charlus Potter had been one of the most celebrated heads of the DMLE in the last five hundred years. His death at the hands of a Death Eater raid was what had given Barty Crouch, Sr. his rise to the top. Neville and Augusta had presented Harry with a thin, handwritten volume that left Harry speechless. Turning the pages, he discovered the book to be a journal, written by Neville's mum. A few pages in, the handwriting began to change in certain places, and Harry realized that this book was a collaboration between Alice and his mother. There were some recipes he thought might be potions that the two women had created themselves. A picture was stuck between two pages, and Harry pulled it out, a lump in his throat as he took in the smiling figures of Alice Prewitt and Lily Evans. They must have been in their third or fourth year, and were clearly best friends. Harry looked up, eyes shining as he ...