Harry Potter Promise NR.11 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.11

... you put it like that, Harry. But it's much more complex." Harry shook his head. "No, it's not." Slughorn looked startled by the abruptness of the statement. "Professor, we think we know how to stop Voldemort." Slughorn let out an "Eep!" at the name, but Harry pressed on, relentless. "Have you ever heard of a horcrux?" If just the name had scared him, he seemed utterly terrified of Harry's latest question. "I can't," he whispered. "It's not… I just…" Harry leaned forward, his eyes blazing intently. They almost seemed to glow in intensity. "Did you know my mother gave her life for me?" Slughorn's eyes were pained. "Harry, don't." Harry shook his head. "Voldemort gave her a choice. She could have stepped aside, but she refused, and he killed her." Slughorn was unaware of the tears that leaked from his eyes at Harry's harsh statement. "Do you want her sacrifice to be in vain? You could help us beat him, Professor." Slughorn looked at him for several moments in silence, before he sighed, looking down, unable to continue to meet the honest and searching gaze. Slowly, he reached up with his wand and rested the tip at his temple, his other hand finding an empty bottle. As Harry watched, he pulled out a long silvery strand – a memory. Slughorn deposited it into the bottle, and held it out. "Please don't think too badly of me when you see this. Had I known…" Harry nodded, taking the bottle. "I understand, Professor. Thank you." Slughorn stopped him as he reached the door. "Harry." ...

... The teenager turned around. Slughorn was looking devastated and slightly lost. "I need you to do something for me." Harry nodded. "Of course." "Obliviate me." Harry looked confused. "Sir?" The Potions professor sighed. "I need you to wipe my memory of giving you that. No one can know." Harry nodded slowly. He had never Obliviated anyone before, but he did know the theory. Hesitantly, he raised his wand, concentrating on what he wanted to do, before whispering, "Obliviate." Slughorn's eyes glazed over for a moment, before he focused again. "Harry!" he exclaimed jovially. "Thank you so much for your help with these potions. Madam Pomfrey will be happy to have these antidotes, just in case." Harry nodded, trying to smile. "Of course, Professor. I'm going to go catch up with my friends now." Slughorn beamed. "Of course, of course." Harry made a hasty exit, mentally telling Ginny to meet him in the Room of Requirement as soon as possible, and to bring his pensieve. He knew he would tell the rest of the group soon, but he wanted to watch the memory first, to see what the professor had given him. _ _ _ Chapter 15 Disclaimer: not mine Ginny met him at the tapestry of Barnabus the Barmy a few minutes later, and together, they entered the Room. It was a simple room, with nothing but a sofa and a low table inside. Ginny removed a box from her pocket and set it down on the table before tapping it with her wand. It enlarged rapidly, and when it stopped, Harry opened it and took out the ...