Harry Potter Promise NR.9 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.9

... Neville, they found it to be just a shadow of its former glory. People rushed about to complete their business, heads down and cloaks drawn tight around them. It hurt Harry to see, especially when he compared today's visit with his first trip to the Alley, before his first year. The place had been so joyful then; noisy, and colorful, and cheerful. Now, it was dark and gloomy, even with the sun shining down on them. "All right," Molly said, hurrying them down the street, her eyes darting around looking for threats. "Just a quick trip, understand? We get your school supplies, we visit the twins' shop, and then we go home." They all nodded, and made their way to Gringotts first. Susan and Neville had been given funds by their guardians, so Minerva suggested the teenagers wait in the lobby while she and Molly went to their vaults. Harry bit his lip and glanced at Ginny, before he turned back to Minerva. "I was hoping to go to the Gryffindor vault," he informed her softly. "Do we have time?" Minerva hesitated, but seeing the look in Harry's eyes, she nodded reluctantly. He wouldn't have asked unless he really needed to go down there. "All right," she agreed. "We will take a cart then –" Harry tilted his head slightly. "How about if Ginny and I go to my vault, and meet you back here? It would save some time." Minerva narrowed her eyes, but agreed with his plan, and the four of them made their way to the Goblin tellers. Soon enough, Harry and Ginny were sitting in a cart heading ...

... down to the lowest level of Gringotts. Their Goblin guide stayed in the cart as Harry and Ginny stepped out, though he did try to warn them of the wards on the vault as they walked up to the door. "Only blood relations can enter," he called out. Harry glanced behind him, and nodded. "I know," he replied calmly. "But would I be correct in assuming that our… bond, would give Ginny special circumstances?" The Goblin considered, and then nodded slowly. "Perhaps," he acquiesced. Harry smiled and touched his hand to the magnificent griffin carving on the door. It melted away, and he stepped inside. Ginny followed him, relieved to find that she could enter the vault, and then stopped, shocked, at what she saw around her. Piles of gold, silver, and bronze. Weapons. Jewelry. Bookcases filled to capacity. There was even furniture. "Harry," she breathed, captivated by the sight. Harry looked at her, and shrugged. I know, it's pretty impressive, he agreed. Ginny snapped out of it, and moved forward to join him. So what is it you need from here? she asked. Harry moved immediately to the bookshelves. The Goblins said that there might be information here that Gryffindor left. I'm hoping I can find it. Ginny furrowed her brow. What sort of information? Harry fingered a few books, and moved his hand over to several folders that were sitting on the shelf. He pulled them down and rifled through them. Harry? Ginny asked when there was no response. Harry looked up, and smiled. I think this is it, he ...