Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... movies that Dudley had watched on the telly would be able to be played from a disc, the same shape and size as a CD. The company was already well established in the technology world, but they needed more funds to try and make this idea a reality. The second was a startup company; the potential owners were two potions masters who wanted to open their own shop, and would sell already brewed potions mostly, though they hoped to make their wares affordable for everyone. Harry discussed it with his guardians, before he agreed to invest in both companies. They both had the potential to be successful, and he wanted to take the opportunity while it was there. Sharptooth nodded, and made the necessary notations, before he held out another sheet of parchment. "I have here a contract with Mr.'s Frederick and George Weasley. They came to Gringotts last week to open up a vault to fund their start up business, Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes. They have indicated that you are to have full access, as a silent partner. Their initial deposit is five hundred galleons." Harry glanced worriedly over at Sirius and Minerva, who seemed rather confused, though Sirius also looked pleased at the idea of his godson becoming a partner in a burgeoning joke shop. "If this is acceptable to you, please sign on the line at the bottom." Harry looked over the contract for a few minutes, before consulting with his guardians, who indicated that it looked to be in order, so Harry signed the form and handed it back ...

... to Sharptooth. "Anything you would like to tell us, Harry?" Minerva asked, raising an eyebrow. She was smiling slightly, though, so Harry knew she wasn't truly mad. Harry shrugged, looking down at his lap. "I gave Fred and George my half of the Triwizard winnings. I don't really need any more money, and they've got some brilliant ideas. This is something they really want to do, and I think they'll be really good at it. I thought, with everything that's going on, we'll probably need all the laughs we can get in the near future." He looked up now, his gaze steely and determined. "Please don't tell Mrs. Weasley." Sirius let out a snort. "Scared of your girlfriend's mum killing you, Harry?" Harry's replying nod was quite serious, something that only made Sirius laugh harder. A knock on the door interrupted them, and they all looked up as Varnok, the McGonagall Account Manager entered. He nodded to Sharptooth, before turning to his client. "I understand you wished to speak with me, Madam McGonagall?" Minerva nodded graciously. "Yes, thank you for sparing some time Varnok. I promise it will only take a few moments." Varnok nodded and with Sharptooth's approval, took a spare seat and focused on his client. "How can I be of service?" Minerva reached out and wrapped an arm around Harry's shoulders. "I wished to amend my will. Most of the bequests will remain the same, however, I would like to officially declare Harry as my heir and name him as the major beneficiary of the McGonagall ...