Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... how much Ron had matured since last year. When it was time to head back to the Castle, both of them felt like they had reached a new level in their relationship. XXX That evening, in small groups, the entire DA trickled into a room on the seventh floor, just opposite the tapestry of Barnabus the Barmy. A room that no one could ever remember seeing there before. When everyone had arrived, Harry stepped to the front, Hermione standing next to him, and the other leaders off to the side. "Thank you all for coming, and for being discrete about it," Harry started. "As you're all aware, Umbridge's new decree has banned all clubs and organizations, including the DA. However, we feel that we shouldn't just waste a year of sitting in those useless Defense classes. I know many of us are worried about passing exams at the end of the year, including me. But it's more than that." Harry took a deep breath. "Voldemort is back." He ignored all the flinches and gasps around the room. "He won't care how old you are; you need to be able to defend yourselves, and we want to help with that." He turned to look at Hermione, who took over, her voice shaking slightly in the beginning, but gaining strength and confidence as she went on. "Harry and I spent most of the week making these," she held up a basket in her arms, filled with conjured coins. "Take one and pass it along," she handed the basket to Terry Boot, who was the closest. "These are fake coins, that will heat up when Harry changes the ...

... master coin, to let us all know when the next meeting will be. You'll find a date and time inscribed on the edge, where a serial number would normally be." "How did you make that work?" Terry asked, examining his coin. Hermione blushed. "A Protean Charm," she admitted. A few of the Ravenclaws stared, as did most of those who were in their sixth and seventh year. "But that's NEWT material," Terry said. Hermione nodded. "I know," she replied steadily. Most of the group was now looking at Harry and Hermione with even more awe than the leaders had earlier in the week. Hermione waited a few more minutes, until the empty basket came back to her. She then pulled out the second project she and Harry had been working on. "The other thing I was thinking was that we should all sign this contract, agreeing not to talk about the DA with anyone outside this room, even to each other." "Why not?" a first year asked timidly. Harry took this question, stepping forward. "Umbridge is more dangerous than I think any of us really know," he informed them all, his voice calm but serious. "She can make things really unpleasant if she finds out that we're still meeting." He looked at Ginny, and on receiving her nod, continued on. "I've been warned several times by my guardians about her. She's close to Fudge, and according to Sirius and Professor McGonagall, her agenda and beliefs are more in line with Voldemort's. We're not going to leave this contract where anyone will find it, but you should all be ...