Harry Potter Promise NR.11 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.11

... that Disillusionment Charms could be fallible. His cloak had never failed. He slowed down as he took the stairs up to the Astronomy Tower, mindful of the enemies above him. When he got near the top, he started to hear voices, and, concentrating while creeping closer, the murmurs turned into words that he could understand. "Hurry up, Carrow." Harry knew he would never forget the sound of Bellatrix's voice. "Dumbledore will be back any moment. We held him off as long as needed, but now that the fight's over, he'll be returning to the safety of his precious castle." Harry frowned as he realized that the fight in Diagon Alley that Fawkes had told him about was a setup. The Death Eaters had drawn the headmaster away from the castle so that they could get inside. "We have enough time," another voice said, and Harry imagined that was Carrow, responding. "What I don't understand is how they knew we were coming," a new voice chimed in. "We weren't expecting that much opposition." "I have no idea," a younger voice spoke, and Harry imagined that this person was still a student. He didn't sound older than sixteen or seventeen. It sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. "Well you better start thinking, Warrington," another voice drawled, and Harry ground his teeth at the recognizable tone of Malfoy junior. He filed away the name Warrington, as well. Warrington was a seventh year, and part of the group of worrisome students he had seen whispering together several times over the ...

... year. "I did my part," the voice he now believed belonged to Warrington responded, and Harry imagined the seventh year was glaring at his younger former fellow Slytherin. "And I don't take orders from you, Malfoy. At least I didn't get caught." Harry almost smirked. Not yet, he thought. "It wasn't my fault," Malfoy sounded sulky, even to Harry several steps down and not in the room. "Both of you shut up," another voice growled. "We've got more important things to do right now. Is the Dark Mark set?" "Ready," the voice he thought belonged to Carrow responded. "When the old man returns, he'll come here first, following the Mark. We'll be ready." "I hope so," Bellatrix said sharply. "Rodolphus says he just left the Alley." Harry grimaced, knowing that he wasn't in any position to take on at least five Death Eaters by himself. Gin, how's it going down there? he asked. Fighting's nearly done, Ginny replied. Several Death Eaters have already made a run for it, and the rest aren't putting up much of a fight. It's almost like they're not trying to hurt us anymore. Harry nodded grimly. It's all a trap, he informed her. They've put the Dark Mark over the Astronomy Tower to lure Dumbledore to them. Ginny swore mentally. You're on your own for now, Harry. Things are winding down, but help's not going to come for you. Not fast enough. Harry nodded again. Just take care of yourself, Gin. If the Death Eaters are right and Dumbledore's on his way back now, you'll probably get help soon. At ...