Harry Potter Promise NR.9 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.9

... Sirius were preparing to leave for the full moon. They had planned to spend the night at Remus' old cottage. He hadn't really lived there in a couple of years, but it would make a good spot to wait out the night. They received a surprise when they reached the entryway. Harry and his friends were all waiting for them, similar expressions of determination on their faces. Remus shook his head, suddenly worried. "No," he protested. "You're not coming." Harry raised an eyebrow. "Who said you were going anywhere?" he asked reasonably. "The way I see it, we've got a nice expanse of land right outside these doors." Remus wasn't giving in, though. "It's too dangerous," he said firmly, looking at Sirius for back up. Sirius just shrugged helplessly. Harry looked at Neville. Without saying anything, the Longbottom heir transformed into his wolf form and headed out the open door. Harry turned back to Remus. "We're all capable of handling it," he said calmly. Ron and Hermione both transformed and followed Neville. Remus just kept shaking his head. "I don't…" Harry glanced at Susan, and she transformed into an eagle, flying out through the open doors. His eyes were amused as he turned back to Remus. "Face it, Remus. We're not letting you go through this alone. Being a wolf means being part of a pack. We're your pack." Ginny transformed now, rubbing up against Harry's leg before bounding out the door. Sirius chuckled. "Looks like you're outnumbered, Mooney. Best to know when you're ...

... defeated." He then turned into a dog and barked, wagging his tail. Remus sighed, shaking his head. Harry shrugged, not looking apologetic at all. "Come on, Mooney," he jerked his head to the door. "It's almost time." Harry then changed to a panther, and looked up at Remus, his green eyes pleading. The Marauder groaned exasperatedly. Even in animal form, Harry knew how to hit him where it hurt. He just couldn't resist those eyes. He nodded, sighing again, and followed Harry as he ran outside. XXX The next morning, Remus woke up early, and looked around. He was outside, surrounded completely by multiple sleeping animals. He was surprised as he sat up. Never before had such a task been so easy. Usually, just getting up was a chore, muscles protesting, injuries screaming for attention. Another look around showed him that they were on the Quidditch pitch. Nearby, he spied a pile of cloth, and he quickly made his way over, still marveling at the lack of pain he found himself in. The pile turned out to be a robe, and he put it on, smiling, knowing that Minerva was responsible. "Mooney?" Sirius' query broke him from his thoughts, and he turned around, the smile widening. "Padfoot," he returned the greeting. Sirius had known Remus for over two decades, and even when they had been eleven years old, his friend had always had an air of heaviness and weight surrounding him. But the friend who stood in front of him today… it was as if a huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders. Remus looked ...