Harry Potter Promise NR.9 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.9

... said, his mental voice excited. Information on the Gryffindor family, in particular, Lion's Castle, the house he had built for his youngest son to protect him. Ginny leaned forward. Harry had told her about what he knew of the Gryffindor family, including the journal he had found in this very vault the year before. She was just as curious as he was, but both knew the others would be waiting for them. Harry looked at her. I want to try something, he said, his eyes sparkling. Ginny nodded, and watched as Harry concentrated on the folders in his hands. A few moments later, when she was starting to wonder what he was trying to do, she felt a surge of magic leave his hands, and the folders shrunk down to the size of a matchbox. Harry looked back up and grinned. I was thinking it might be a good idea to develop this wandless magic talent, he informed her. It could come in handy, especially in battle. Ginny nodded, agreeing. We need to get back, Harry, but we'll definitely work on that idea later. Harry put the shrunken files in his pocket, and was about to join Ginny, when something on the shelf, right next to where he had found the files, caught his eye. He picked it up and flipped through it. His gasp caught Ginny's attention. Harry, what is it? Harry looked up, his eyes wide. It's a book on Soul Bonds, he explained, his fingers caressing the cover. It's not one we found before, but I think Godric wrote it himself. Ginny smiled eagerly. Take it, maybe we'll learn more about ...

... our bond. Harry nodded, pocketing the book as the two headed back to the lobby. The others were all waiting for them, and without further delay, they headed back into the Alley. The first stop was Madam Malkins, where Hermione and Neville needed new robes. The others could make due with the ones they had, thanks to charms that allowed the fabric to extend a few inches for growing room. Harry knew he'd probably need new robes next year, but for now, he was all right. It was amazing how much he had grown since leaving his aunt and uncle's house. He was rapidly approaching six feet now, and if he was lucky, he might even pass it within the next year. Ron was still taller, of course, but he was pleased to have lessened the gap. After Madam Malkins, they stopped to buy parchment and quills, and then potions ingredients for those who were still planning on taking the subject. Namely, Ginny, Hermione, Harry, and Susan, as Ron and Neville hadn't received the required 'O' in order to make it into Snape's NEWT class. In Flourish and Blotts, they picked up their schoolbooks, and then made their way back into the Alley. Molly glanced at her daughter. "Ginny, I need to get you a present for making Prefect," she commented. "What would you like?" Ginny blinked, startled. "Like?" Molly nodded. "I got your brothers presents for making Prefect, so I need to get you one as well. What do you want? You don't need a new broom, so I could get you some new dress robes if you like." Ginny glanced at ...