Harry Potter Promise NR.3 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.3

... return. It made him feel better that his best friend wasn't really involved in whatever was going on. "We wanted to ask you what's going on with you and our sister," Bill continued, leaning forward intently. Harry swallowed again. Truthfully, he hadn't really thought much about it. He liked Ginny, she had become a great friend. What he couldn't ignore was the way his eyes always seemed to seek her out first when he entered a room, or the way he always loved reading her letters more than anyone else's, or how she was the one he most looked forward to seeing every day and least looked forward to leaving every afternoon. Harry threw another look at Ron, pleased once more that the youngest Weasley male was growing up. A year ago, he knew Ron would have flown off the handle at the very thought of him pursuing a relationship with his sister. He recognized that what he said now might make or break their friendship, and if he said the wrong thing, he didn't doubt that the rest of the Weasleys wouldn't hesitate to throw him out and never let him come back. Harry sighed. "I'm not really sure, right now," he started, holding up a hand as Charlie made a move to speak. "I don't really know what you're asking. I like Ginny. She's a really great friend. But do I like her the same way I like Ron, or even Hermione?" He shook his head, smiling a bit, his eyes going slightly out of focus. "No. Ginny's… she's different. She's special. And I think I could spend the rest of my life figuring out ...

... why." Bill blinked. That hadn't been what he had expected, but it definitely showed that it wasn't only Ron who was growing up. That was a very mature and heartfelt answer. Harry wasn't quite finished. "Look guys, I know you care about your sister, and that's great. Take it from someone who knows what it's like to not have family care about you. Ginny's lucky to have you all, and believe me, she knows it. Even if she hates your over protectiveness, she does know how lucky she is, and she loves you all. But really, I'm only fourteen, and Ginny's just turned thirteen. We're young. We don't have to have it all figured out right now, right? But we're not kids anymore, no matter how much you might disagree, so don't try and say we're too young to see what happens." Bill smiled, and nodded, reaching out to shake Harry's hand. "I'll admit, I'm impressed. You're pretty mature for your age, you know that?" Harry shrugged. "I've had to grow up fast," he replied, smiling ruefully. Bill looked at Charlie, Ron, and the twins, all of whom nodded. He looked back at Harry. "Well, I'm glad you realize that you're young, but I guess if it has to be someone, you're probably the only one I'd trust with my sister." Harry grinned, pleased to have their approval. Hopefully, they'd help with their parents, should anything develop in the near future. Fred and George moved over to drape an arm around Harry's shoulders. As they led him towards the door, they used their usual magic to lighten the mood. ...