Harry Potter Promise NR.3 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.3

... earlier. They had enjoyed a rather light, flirtatious relationship that had had hints of being something more, had they had the time, and had events not unfolded as they had. Harry was enjoying getting to know her, as well. He remembered the events from his second year quite well, and how most of Hufflepuff had shunned him, thinking he had been the one to petrify Justin, but Susan had never said a bad word against him. One afternoon in July, he finally asked her why. Susan shrugged a little sheepishly. "You seemed just as scared as the rest of us," she explained. "I didn't think you'd do anything to hurt anyone, though I am sorry I never really fought for you against my housemates. Besides, your mother was muggleborn, as is one of your best friends, why would you have any sort of vendetta against them?" Harry smiled, and nothing more was said on the subject, though he definitely felt closer to the girl after that; he was enjoying making new friends, and felt that Susan could be a lifelong one. Hermione had left with her parents on holiday to Spain. They would be gone for about two weeks, but Hermione promised she would be back by Harry's birthday. Harry was very glad for that, because it would be the first time he was actually able to celebrate it with his friends. He didn't want a huge affair, but somehow he knew Aunt Minerva and Sirius would be going all out. They still maintained that they wanted to spoil him rotten. Ron and Ginny were also over at the Castle a lot, ...

... though Ron was much more reluctant to study than the rest. Surprisingly, a comment from Harry on how impressed Hermione would be if she came back and all his summer assignments were complete was enough for Ron to buckle down and hit the books. Ginny had given the black haired boy a knowing smirk, but Harry had just smiled in return. He may be a boy, but he wasn't clueless. Ron had told him that he was invited to attend the Quidditch World Cup with his family – his father had managed to get tickets, and even his oldest brothers would be there. Harry was excited, but he also saw the look in Neville's eyes at the mention of the match. Harry knew Neville would not be going, as his grandmother was not a fan. The opportunity to do something about that arose a few days later. Neville hadn't been able to come over, as his grandmother had asked him to do something at home, and Ron had used some 'improper language' in front of his mother, so it was just Susan and Ginny that day. Later in the afternoon, Amelia showed up, spending some time just cuddling with Sirius on the sofa. Harry entered the room nervously, and was pleased that, at least, they weren't snogging. "Erm, Amelia, do you have a minute?" he asked hesitantly. The two adults sat up straighter, and Amelia nodded. "Of course, Harry. Is something wrong?" Harry shook his head as he sat down in the armchair across from the pair, twisting his hands together in his lap. "I just wanted to ask you something. Susan mentioned that you were ...