Harry Potter Promise NR.9 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.9

... meeting, and I find myself curious as to why." Snape raised an eyebrow. "The Dark Lord was aware that I would not be present," he replied calmly. "Dumbledore required my presence, and to not be there could cause him to question my loyalties. Surely you can understand the delicate nature of spy work?" Bellatrix glared. "Dumbledore may not be the only one questioning your loyalties, Snape. You've been in the old man's pocket for so long, perhaps you've switched sides." Snape glanced over at Narcissa. Mrs. Malfoy did not look like the well-to-do Lady of the House of Malfoy he had known for so long. There was something in her gaze that set alarm bells ringing. Fear. He turned back to Bellatrix. "Fortunately for me, I don't have to answer to you," he replied, his voice silkily smooth. "The Dark Lord trusts me, that should be enough for you." Bellatrix huffed. "I use my own eyes, Snape, and I think you're too close to Dumbledore and his order of the flaming turkey." Snape almost allowed himself a small smile. "Are you questioning the Dark Lord?" Bellatrix shook her head, suddenly wary. "Of course not." Snape leaned forward slightly. "Yet you question his trust in me. Tread carefully, Bellatrix. Those who question the Dark Lord have a habit of not living much longer afterwards." Bellatrix's sneer returned. "Be careful yourself, Snape. One of these days your smooth tongue will not be able to get you out of trouble." She turned on her heel and headed towards the door. "Come, ...

... Narcissa." Narcissa studied Snape for a moment longer, before she nodded austerely, and followed her sister out. Snape waited until the wards told him they had departed, before he sat down with a heavy sigh. Bellatrix would always be suspicious, but Narcissa's attitude was surprising. He felt that the Lady Malfoy was coming to the same harsh conclusions that he himself had reached many years earlier: there was nothing to be gained by following the Dark Lord. He wondered if there was some way he could speak with her privately, but knew it would have to be handled with care. And he wouldn't tell Dumbledore his theories; he had no desire for Narcissa to become a pawn in the old man's schemes. But perhaps he should share this information with Minerva and Sirius. Both were capable of keeping the secret, with strong Occlumency shields, and more than that, they weren't manipulative like Albus was. He resolved to bring up his opinions and observations the next time he met with them. XXX Just as Minerva had estimated, Hogwarts letters arrived as Harry and his friends were eating breakfast the next morning. Blaise, Luna, and Daphne were there as well, having joined the others for their morning run. Several owls tapped at the window to get the attention of the group, and Minerva went to gather the letters, handing them out with a smile to the teenagers. Harry was distracted as he broke the seal on his letter, by Ginny's squeal of excitement. He looked up, and smiled proudly at seeing the shiny ...