Harry Potter Promise NR.11 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.11

... complete, Luna took it down to the kitchen to put into use, before returning to the Room. They all worked the day away, only emerging when it was time for supper. They felt like it had been a productive day, and looked forward to implementing some of their plans for Dumbledore. Indeed, they were looking forward to dinner. If anyone was confused by the group's excitement as they all sat together at the Gryffindor table, they didn't say anything. It wasn't until there was a bang and a puff of smoke up at the head table that anyone had any idea of what the group may have been waiting for. They all looked towards the noise, and started laughing. Where a moment earlier Dumbledore had been sitting, there was now a rather shocked goat. He had a long goatee that reached to the floor, and horns that curled slightly at the tips. After a few minutes, Minerva finally managed to control her laughter enough to stand up. "Calm down, everyone, please!" It didn't work. The entire Hall was laughing loudly at the headmaster, and wouldn't be stopping any time soon. Minerva shrugged and sat back down, glancing over at Snape who was sitting next to her. The Defense professor wasn't laughing, but his eyes were amused, and there was a constant twitching of his lips, so Minerva knew it was taking all of his restraint to hold back. "Well, I tried," she muttered, chuckling under her breath. Snape nodded austerely. "It was a commendable effort," he replied. It took another fifteen minutes for people ...

... to calm down enough to pick themselves up off the floor. Dumbledore had apparently had enough after ten minutes, and had cantered quite quickly down the aisle and out of the Hall, something that only once more set off those who had been close to getting themselves under control. Finally, the room started to empty out, as people left for their common rooms or other parts of the castle, still chuckling about the wonderful prank, and wondering who had done it and how they had managed to get something that big passed the headmaster. No one had been oblivious to the number of pranks that had been played on Dumbledore over the last week, and were enjoying it immensely. When the Great Hall was nearly empty, Minerva removed herself from the head table under the pretense of going to get some grading done. She passed by the Gryffindor table, where Harry and his friends were all still congregated, now eating ice cream sundaes like nothing had happened. Harry had to stop himself from smiling when Minerva muttered under her breath as she passed, "Fifteen points to each of you for your excellent potions work." None of them reacted, knowing that if Dumbledore got actual proof of their involvement, he would insist on punishing them. Under the table, Harry reached a hand out to Blaise, who was sitting next to him. Blaise smirked and slapped his hand. The goat idea had been his, after all. XXX Albus sat at his desk in the early hours of the morning, doing something he had done quite frequently ...