Harry Potter Promise NR.3 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.3

... a few questions from his children, indicating that they had, in fact, coordinated so that they could all sit together. Neville then looked at his grandmother; her austere nod indicated that she had already been consulted and had given her approval. Amelia was a longtime colleague, and her niece seemed to be growing into a mature and responsible woman. Neville mouthed a thank you to Harry, knowing that he had had something to do with all of this. Once most of the guests had left, Amelia gave Harry his second present. She told him of how her investigation had uncovered multiple counts of fraud and embezzlement by one Vernon Dursley. She had handed over her evidence to the muggle authorities, and they had made an arrest the day before. The company he had worked for, Grunnings, were quite pleased to have been informed of what their employee had been up to. She decided, however, not to tell him about the money they had been given for his care. She didn't want him to have to deal with the knowledge that they had effectively been stealing from him. Harry just kept smiling, as everyone left through the fireplace, until it was just him, Sirius, Remus, and Minerva once more. "So did you have fun?" Sirius asked, smiling. Harry just gave him a hug. When he stepped back, he moved over to hug Minerva and Remus as well. They all watched, smiling, as he headed up to his room. It was truly great to see a happy Harry Potter. It made them all feel like they were making a difference. XXX Albus ...

... Dumbledore entered his office and let out a sigh of contentment, happy to be home after a rather harrowing few weeks at an ICW conference in Japan. He glanced around the room, taking in the sleeping portraits, the overflowing desk, Fawkes asleep on his perch, the instruments puffing away in the corner… Albus frowned, going over to investigate that corner more closely. Most of the instruments were still working, but there were two that had stopped. Both instruments were used to monitor one particular student. The one in front dealt with the wards on Privet Drive, while the second monitored Harry's health and magic levels. Albus' eyes widened in alarm, as he set down the bag he had been carrying and immediately disapparated to Surrey. There appeared to be nothing wrong on the outside, but no one answered the door when he knocked. Albus furrowed his brow in confusion. "Are you looking for the Dursleys?" Albus turned around, suddenly thankful that he had had the foresight to transfigure his purple and silver robes into something muggle appropriate. Well, muggle appropriate had he been visiting the neighborhood fifty years ago. He nodded as he made his way back down the walk. "Yes, I was. Have they taken a family trip for the day?" Mrs. Number Six, who had always disliked Petunia for her nosey habits – never mind the fact that she was much the same way – sniffed. "I should think not!" she replied haughtily. "It was quite the to do. Yesterday morning, the constable showed up and ...