Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... was successful. He opened his eyes and looked at his arm. It was once more black and furry, with a paw at the end. He flexed his claws and grinned at Ginny. "Can you show me?" Ginny's voice was quiet, mixed with excitement and a little bit of fear. Harry nodded, turning his arm back to that of a human, with noticeably less effort than it had taken the last time. "Pull out your wand," he instructed. Ginny did so, and then, as Harry instructed, began casting the levitation charm several times at the feather, with instructions to concentrate on the feel of magic running down her arm as she cast the spell. "I just tried to immediately perform the magic without a wand. I think it took me longer because of that. I think, if you focus on the feeling of magic with a wand, it'll be easier to transfer the theory over to a wandless levitation." After casting the spell over and over for almost half an hour, Ginny thought she knew what Harry was talking about. It was a tingle that she could feel in her veins. It reminded her a little of the first time she flew a broomstick. Harry chuckled a little as she shared that thought with him. "I thought about our bond when I felt it," he admitted. Ginny smiled. "Now what?" she asked, lowering the feather back to the table. Harry held out his hand, and Ginny willingly placed her wand into it. Harry set it down next to him, and then used his hands to raise her arm so that it was pointing at the feather. "Do it exactly like you were, just picture ...

... the magic flowing down your arm and into the feather. You can say the incantation if you want. I think it'll be easier for you to say it, at least at first, especially as you haven't had much practice with nonverbal spells yet." He let go of her arm. Ginny nodded, furrowing her brow as she concentrated on the task at hand. Nothing happened. Undeterred, she kept pointing at the feather, saying the words "Wingardium Leviosa," over and over. For over an hour, the two sat there, Harry just letting her try, and being there for support. When Ginny started to get frustrated, Harry once more took hold of her arm. "Just relax, and concentrate on the feeling. Like a tingle, right?" Ginny nodded, glancing over at him. She was momentarily deterred to see his face so close to hers. Harry smiled. "Feel that tingle moving down your arm, and picture it going from there, to the feather. Imagine the feather rising into the air. Clearly picture what you want to happen." Ginny turned back to the feather, and following Harry's advice, she did it. The feather rose shakily off the table a few inches. She gasped in surprise, and the feather fell back down. "I did it!" she said happily. Harry smiled and gave her a kiss. "A little more practice, and then we'll see if this helps you with the transformation, but right now, I think we're about to be caught out after curfew, and that just wouldn't look good, me being a Prefect and all." There was an impish and mischievous tone to his voice, and he was ...