Harry Potter Promise NR.3 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.3

... It had taken some doing, a stern talking to from Minerva - where she informed him that all those empty bedrooms were just going to waste - and quite a bit of pleading from Harry, before he consented to move in. But only temporarily. And he drew the line at Minerva buying him his own new wardrobe. Still, he couldn't deny how happy Harry was in his new home. When Minerva and Sirius had informed him of what had happened at the beginning of the summer, he had had to take a few minutes, just to ensure that he wouldn't go and do something rash – like hex one Vernon Dursley to within an inch of his sanity. As they continued, telling him their theories on why Dumbledore had left him there, and why the leader of the light had done nothing at the evidence of obvious abuse, he included the old man in his thoughts of hexing. He didn't want to believe what they were telling him, not of the man who had made a Hogwarts education possible for him, but listening to their theories, and hearing Harry's explanations of his first few years at school, he really couldn't come to a different conclusion. Suddenly, Dumbledore's request for him not to try and connect with Harry before he came to Hogwarts made much more sense. Susan and Amelia were there as well, and so were Neville and Augusta. Neville had invited him over for dinner the night before, as he had just wanted a quiet celebration at home. He had been surprised to even receive so many presents, but Susan, Ron, and Ginny had all sent him ...

... gifts. Harry had given him a muggle book on plants, which Neville seemed to revere, especially after seeing the glossy colored photos on the pages. Augusta was pleased to finally meet Harry, and seemed impressed by the young man. On a bit of a whim, Harry invited her to come with Neville to his party the next day, which she graciously accepted. Minerva watched the gathering with a proud smile. As they were trying to keep their situation quiet for as long as possible, she hadn't invited any of her colleagues to come, though she reserved that idea for next year. She wanted to show off her new charge. She knew that Filius and Pomona would definitely be surprised come September. Severus probably would be as well, but not in a good way. Sometimes she wondered why Albus had hired him. He really was hindering a whole generation; the number of eligible Auror and Healer candidates had decreased dramatically since his appointment, as fewer and fewer could meet the potions OWL and NEWT requirements. Tibby and Miller, her two head elves, had set up a rather impressive spread outside, on the edge of the Quidditch pitch, under a tent to provide some shelter from the sweltering July sun. The adults sat in the shade, watching their children fly about in an impromptu game. The teams were a little bit uneven, with Ron playing Keeper on one end, Hermione on the other – though she tended to lurch in the other direction whenever the quaffle came towards her. Harry and Ginny made up one set of ...