Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... was an outdoor patio scene, with a single table set for two. Soft music was playing in the background, making her wonder if there was a wireless hidden somewhere. It reminded her of one of the movies she had watched at Harry's place over the summer. It looked like a scene from a film set in Paris. The only thing missing was the Eiffel Tower in the background. Harry smiled, and pulled out her chair for her to sit down. They enjoyed a quiet meal, talking both out loud and through their bond. When they had finished, Harry stood up and held out his hand to Ginny. "Care to join me for a dance?" he asked impishly, smiling Ginny's favorite smile, full of a boyish handsomeness and charm, with a hint of deviousness. She nodded and took his hand. The table melted into the stones, and Harry held Ginny close as they swayed to the gentle beat of the music. Is there a wireless in here? Ginny asked, resting her head on his shoulder. Harry briefly contemplated how much she had grown. He was getting up there, himself, and though he would never match up to Ron, he felt he would at least reach a respectable height. Ginny was a few inches shorter than him, but she had definitely grown a lot since their dance at the Yule Ball, the year before. He placed a kiss on the top of her head, before hugging her even closer. I'm not really sure, he admitted. I asked the Room for some music to play in the background. I don't really know how it works. Ginny smiled, feeling completely content in his arms. ...

... Well, I'm glad it does. This room is amazing. Harry nodded his agreement, and they remained silent as they continued to dance for a while longer. Eventually, Ginny pulled away and led Harry back to the table, which reappeared for them willingly, now cleared of the remainder of their meal. They sat down, still holding hands. "Spill, Harry. What is it that you've been working on for the last couple of weeks?" Harry bit his lip, contemplating how to present his self-study to her. After a few moments, he stood up again, pulling Ginny with him. He concentrated briefly, and Ginny watched as the Room changed around them, transforming to the plain but warm and comforting room she had seen several times over the last year. A single sofa was sitting in front of a fireplace burning merrily against one wall. Harry led Ginny over to the sofa and pulled her down with him. "Ginny, have you ever thought about how we perform magic?" Ginny frowned, shaking her head. "Not really," she admitted. "We wave our wands in a specific way, say the incantation, and if we do it correctly, the spell works." Harry shook his head slightly. "I've been thinking about it recently. None of us have made any real progress in our animagus practice, and a few weeks ago, I realized that the transformation is more like wandless magic than anything else. Essentially, that's what it is, right?" Ginny nodded a little, understanding him to this point. Harry continued, his voice growing more excited as he shared his studies ...