Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... necessary, but was used more as learning blocks. It made it easier to perform the intended magic. He knew that words weren't needed; he had already started to master nonverbal spells, after all. But he still thought the words. Maybe that part didn't change, and he just had to think the spell while imagining what he wanted to happen. Magic was all about intent, after all. Opening his eyes, he once more focused on the feather in front of him. Raising his right arm slightly, he pointed at the feather in front of him. "Wingardium Leviosa," he whispered, imagining the feather lifting into the air. And to his surprise, it worked. It only raised a few inches before lowering back down, but to Harry, it was as if he had won the Quidditch Cup. He grinned, and tried again, this time focusing more on the feeling of magic in his body. It was there. He could feel it, as a current that ran down his right arm and jumped across the distance between him and the feather. It wasn't visible, but in the same way he could see the bond that linked him and Ginny together, he could see this current. Magic. The feather lifted into the air once more, this time higher than before. It hovered for several more moments, while Harry studied the feeling. When he felt like he had a good grasp on it, he lowered the feather once more, flushed with his success. It was almost time for lunch, he knew, but he just wanted to see if he had it. The only other piece of furniture in the room, besides the chair he was ...

... sitting on, was the table the feather was lying on. Thinking about the feeling he associated with Magic, he set his intent in his mind, pointed at the table, and uttered the Color Changing spell. The table turned a bright orange. _ _ _ Chapter 10 Disclaimer: not mine Harry joined his friends for lunch, but refused to tell them what he had been doing, and once more begged off, returning to the Room of Requirement for the rest of the afternoon. He spent several more hours practicing different spells without his wand, and by the time he had to leave for dinner, he had a good grasp on most of the first and second year charms, and a few minor hexes and jinxes. His next step would be to see if he could transfer the theory of wandless magic over to the animagus transformation, but that would have to wait until later. XXX The next week passed by slowly for Harry. He was only too thankful that Defense was only twice a week; Umbridge was testing his patience, trying to instigate a confrontation. He wasn't rising to the bait, however, utilizing all of his Occlumency training to remain calm. They had a DA meeting on Wednesday, after supper, that week. Harry and the other leaders had spent some time going over their lesson plans, but in the end, it really wasn't that different from before Umbridge's decree. Everyone in the club was happy that they were still learning, as they all left the room to head back to their dormitories before curfew. It felt good to know that they were preparing for ...