Harry Potter Promise NR.3 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.3

... relaxing and having fun. He and his friends would spend at least an hour every day flying, and more time just talking. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had been friends for three years already, but Neville, Susan, and Ginny hadn't known them that well - apart from Ginny and Ron, of course - so they were enjoying getting to know their new friends. The trio had expanded readily enough into a group of six, and to Harry, the addition of Neville, Susan, and Ginny was both welcome, and unquestionable. Even though they were new, they all fit quite completely into the circle. Harry truly enjoyed having so many friends, and he hoped that they would continue to have the same dynamic once back at Hogwarts. On August twenty ninth, a nervous Harry watched as Minerva and Sirius prepared to depart. Sirius looked every bit the Lord Black, thanks to the Goblin glamour bracelet. He had been able to go out and buy some formal robes, as Minerva had only gotten him a few casual ones when she had taken Harry clothes shopping. "Don't worry, pup," he reassured his godson. "We've planned and planned, there's no way this goes wrong." Harry didn't look all that reassured. "But what if Fudge – " "If Fudge tries anything, he'll have to go through me." Amelia Bones had appeared, ready to escort the escaped fugitive to the trial of a century. He would wait outside, disguised with his glamour bracelet, until the moment came for him to enter. He would only do so once Amelia had played his memories to cast the seed ...

... of doubt on his guilt. Oddly enough, Amelia's statement did seem to get through to Harry, and he gave his godfather a huge hug. "Promise me you'll come back," he whispered, trying not to cry. Minerva was going as well, because she wanted to see what happened, and also because she was seen as a staple in the wizarding world, much like Augusta. As old as the McGonagall family was, they did not have a seat on the Wizengamot, so the best she could do was sit in the audience to offer her support. Once he was alone, Harry felt the silence closing in, as all he could think about was what Fudge might do to cover up the Ministry's mistake. He was surprised when, not two minutes later, the Floo flared to life again and Ginny stepped out. She ran over to hug Harry. "Are you all right?" she asked worriedly, sitting back on the couch next to him and running a critical eye over his hunched frame. Harry shrugged. "I'm just scared," he admitted, before looking up in confusion. "How did you know?" Ginny shrugged, looking uncertain herself. "I don't know," she admitted. "I just felt like you needed me." That would definitely require some thought later, but for now, Harry just wanted to talk. So he and Ginny settled back and spent the rest of the morning enjoying each other's company. Harry told her about his Gringotts visit, and her jaw almost hit the floor when she learned not only how rich he was, but that he was also the heir of Gryffindor. Harry looked worried when he told her, but she just ...