Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... at the thought of the rat. Harry came up to them and smirked. "I don't think it necessarily has to do with your potions knowledge, Padfoot. I think Ron was referring to the fact that we learned more in one lesson with you than four years with Snape, and you didn't call us bumbling fools or dunderheads once." Sirius shook his head. "You'll have to take Snivillus' appointment to professor up with Dumbledore. I certainly don't understand his decision. The man is without a doubt a Potions genius, but his people skills definitely leave something to be desired." Indeed, the greasy git's presence at Order meetings were definitely trying. Sirius tried not to engage, but it was like the other man went out of his way to antagonize him. If it weren't for Remus and Minerva, he was certain by now he would have done something he definitely wouldn't have regretted. "All right," he called their attention back to him. "Now that you understand the process, we'll begin. I know we don't have much time left today before you need to go home, but there's a twelve hour gap between steps one and two, so we'll start this evening, and I'll expect you all back here bright and early tomorrow morning. If you're late, you'll need to start over, so set your alarms." They all nodded, eager to start. Several hours later, six tired students were setting their cauldrons up to simmer for the night. Harry was pleased with the way the afternoon had gone, especially since it had shown Ron and Neville that they ...

... could in fact do well at potions, if they understood the process first. He immediately excused himself and hurried up to his room to grab a few books that he knew his friends would benefit from. Meeting his friends back in the sitting room, he handed A Complete Potions Guide to Neville, and Potions Making for Dummies to Ron. "These books definitely helped me the most. I swear, you'll learn more from them than Snape will ever teach." Ron looked a little offended to receive the book he had from his friend, and was about to comment, when Hermione unwittingly saved the day. "Harry's right. He leant me Potions Making for Dummies last summer, and I swear, I learned so much more than I ever did in class. It was a lifesaver Ron, you really must read it." Ron looked a little mollified at that, and nodded his thanks, as did Neville. The Longbottom heir immediately went home to read the borrowed book, and three pages in, he understood why Harry had leant it to him. Back at the Burrow, Ron hesitantly opened the book as he waited for his mum to call him down for dinner. Half an hour later, Molly came into his bedroom, looking rather confused. "Didn't you hear me calling you, Ron? Dinner's ready." Ron looked up, startled. "Sorry, mum. I'll be right down." Molly smiled, seeing her studious son. She took a seat on the edge of the bed, wiping her hands on a dishtowel. "What's that you're reading?" Ron looked down at the book, suddenly embarrassed. "Harry leant it to me. We started the animagus ...