Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... by any of Voldemort's followers. Harry was confused as he entered the bank, nodding at the two Goblins who were standing guard and receiving a nod in return. Several Goblins were in the lobby, and not many were busy as it was so early. He was on the receiving end of quite a few looks by the creatures, but none of them seemed to be hostile. It only took a minute for him to step up to a free teller. "Good morning, Hodrod," he said courteously, glancing at the nameplate on the desk. "I have an appointment with Sharptooth, if he's available?" The Goblin looked rather startled, but he hid it well. "He is waiting for you, Mr. Potter. Urg!" Another Goblin came up to them. "Take Mr. Potter and his guardians to Sharptooth's office." The second Goblin nodded his assent, but Minerva stopped him before he could leave. "I actually have some business I would like to take care of as well; I know I don't have an appointment, but would it be possible to see if Varnok can spare a few moments of his time this morning?" The two Goblins had a quick conversation in Gobbledygook, before Hodrod nodded. "I will see if he is available." "Thank you," Harry said, before he and his guardians followed Urg deeper into the bank. He noticed more Goblins nodding towards him as they walked, and leaned closer to his guardians. "Why are they all acting so… courteous?" he whispered. Minerva smiled. "You've shown them respect, Harry. It's more than they receive from most of the wizarding world, and they return ...

... respect when it is given." Urg heard their whispered conversation, and turned his head. "Mr. Potter, very few wizards actually take the time to learn the name of the Goblin who escorts them to their vault. You not only remembered the name, you did so years later, and you were genuinely pleased to see him again. You are a very unusual wizard, Harry Potter. Sharptooth also thinks very highly of you." They arrived at the correct office that moment, so with a thank you to their guide, the three of them entered the room and offered their greetings to Harry's manager. Sharptooth looked up and smiled, a rather startling expression on a Goblin's face. "It is good to see you again, Harry, Lord Black, Professor McGonagall. I trust you are doing well?" "Very well, thank you," Harry replied, taking a seat after shaking the Goblin's hand. "And yourself?" Sharptooth was startled for a moment, but he nodded after a second. "I am fine, Harry, thank you for asking." He picked up a few papers and passed them across the desk. Goblins, after all, did not like to waste time. "I have here the most recent statements from your investments. All of the companies are doing well at this time. I have a few suggestions for companies you can invest in, if you would like to take a look. That is the second and third page in that packet." Harry nodded, flipping to the pages in question. One was a muggle company that was looking to make a more compact version of the videotape players. If successful, the same ...