Harry Potter Promise NR.11 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.11

... pause. Listening for a moment, he thought he could make out the shrill voice of Pansy Parkinson, and he quickly placed a Dissillusionment Charm over himself before sneaking closer. A slightly open door to an empty classroom showed him that it was indeed Pansy inside, along with Crabbe, Goyle, a seventh year he was fairly certain was called Miles, as well as another seventh year whose name he wasn't quite sure of, and a fifth year he knew was named Albert, only because Theo had told him about the horrendous stink the teenager had raised when he hadn't made the Quidditch team earlier in the year. He didn't hear everything they said, but he did catch something about ensuring secrecy, and a 'possible way in'. They looked to be wrapping up their meeting right then, so Harry quickly backed away and made sure he was two corridors over, before he released the Dissillusionment Charm. Even if he hadn't heard everything, he knew that he had just discovered the most likely candidates for Malfoy and Voldemort's 'informants'. When he returned to the common room, he joined Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Neville by the fireplace, dropping his book bag down and setting up a few minor wards to prevent anyone from overhearing their conversation, including the charm Snape had taught him and Ginny, Muffliato. Ginny looked up when Harry sat down, and frowned at the use of the charms. "Harry? What's going on?" She had been caught up studying, and hadn't overheard what he had on his way back to the ...

... Tower. The rest of them looked up as well, their attention drawn. Harry sighed and in a hushed voice, told them about the conversation he had heard. "It sounds like they're working out a way to break into Hogwarts." Hermione pursed her lips. "Harry, I know it might not sound good, but Voldemort can't get into the castle. There are too many wards and protections in place." Harry shook his head. "Nothings infallible, Hermione." He glanced at Ginny, who nodded. Ginny leaned forward slightly. "Something Fred and George have taught me is that anything is possible if you've got enough nerve. If Voldemort really wants to get in, he'll find a way." "But Dumbledore –" Hermione argued, but Neville cut her off. "Haven't we learned by now that Dumbledore doesn't deserve our trust?" Hermione looked startled, before she nodded ruefully. "I'm sorry, I know he's got a lot to answer for, but he's still the only person Voldemort ever feared. Wouldn't he think twice about coming here?" Harry nodded, conceding the point. "Still, I had a dream a while back, and Malfoy had been given a task, to 'redeem himself'. They were talking about a mission, and informants being in place." Hermione's mouth twisted downward. "Why didn't you say anything earlier?" Harry shrugged. "It really didn't give me any specific information. And I've caught Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle whispering together before. I told Snape, and he said he was keeping an eye on them. There's not much we can do, but keep an eye out." He bit his ...