Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... smiling. Ginny returned the grin, and the two of them headed back to Gryffindor Tower. Thanks for spending the night with me, Harry said over their bond as they approached the Fat Lady. I really didn't want to be around all the festivities tonight. Ginny nodded, squeezing his hand tightly in comfort. I'm always here for you, Harry. However you need me. Harry smiled a little, giving the password to the portrait, and leading his girlfriend… wife… yeah, he should probably not think about her as his wife, in case he accidentally slipped up and said it out loud at some point. You know, before last year, I didn't really think about tonight being the night… you know… my parents died. The only thing my aunt and uncle ever told me was that they were drunks who died in a car crash. Ginny mentally growled at his former guardians, causing Harry's smile to widen a little, as they sat down on a sofa by the fire. They gave greetings to their friends who had been waiting for them, but all of them immediately returned to their homework or reading afterwards, knowing that Harry didn't really feel like talking. Last year everything got upstaged by the tournament, but this year it just really hit me, you know? Ginny nodded mentally. We're all here for you, Harry. She said no more, and just moved over to sit next to Hermione, and the two girls struck up a conversation about a potions essay Ginny had to complete before her next class with Snape. Harry found himself sitting next to Neville. Of all ...

... of his friends, he really felt like Neville and he understood each other the best. Susan also knew what it was like to lose her parents, but she had grown up in a loving home with her aunt Amelia. Neville had been slightly ostracized by his family during his childhood, scorned for his perceived lack of magic. Of course, Harry knew that wasn't the case, as he had seen many times over the last year. All Neville had needed was a little bit of confidence. And his own wand. That had definitely helped. Ron, Hermione, Ginny… as much as they wanted to understand, they really didn't. They could sympathize, and he appreciated that a lot, but they couldn't understand. "You all right?" Neville asked quietly. Harry looked over at his friend, and nodded. "Yeah," he replied, just as softly. "I think today's always going to be tough, but… my parents gave their lives for me. They died defending what's right. I owe it to them, and to myself, to not let that sacrifice be in vain." Neville understood, not needing any more elaboration. After a moment, Harry turned the question back on the Longbottom heir. "What about you? You and Susan have seemed a little distant lately." Neville bit his lip, looking down at his lap for a moment. "We broke up," he admitted. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all turned towards them, hearing that statement. "What happened?" Hermione asked, closing her book. "You two seemed to be doing so well." Neville shrugged. "I do like her, a lot, but we both agreed that we're just not ...