Harry Potter Promise NR.9 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.9

... Harry, who was smiling proudly at her, and then back at her mother. "I would like a pet," she commented, looking over at the Magical Menagerie. Molly nodded again. "Would you like an owl? We got Percy an owl –" She cut herself off at the mention of her third eldest son. Percy still hadn't contacted them, even with Fudge out of office and Harry's story on You-Know-Who's return proved true, and she missed him. Ginny bit her lip. "Not an owl… I was thinking I'd like a cat." Molly blinked, clearing herself from the unhappy thoughts, and smiled wanly at her daughter. "Of course, dear. Shall we go inside and take a look around?" Ginny nodded, grinning. "Thanks, mum." Molly looked at the others. "How about we meet you all at the shop in a bit?" Minerva nodded, gesturing for the teenagers to come with her. Harry glanced at Ginny, and she nodded slightly. He turned to his guardian. "Can I go with Ginny and Mrs. Weasley?" Minerva and Molly shared a look, before they agreed, and Harry and Ginny followed the Weasley matriarch into the Menagerie. Unlike Eeylops Owl Emporium, the Magical Menagerie hosted many different types of animals, from owls, to cats, toads, snakes, and rats. Ginny led them over to the section with cats, and walked down the row, searching for some sort of connection. Harry followed her quietly, knowing that she wanted to concentrate. She was looking for the same sort of bond that he had with Hedwig. Ginny felt something pull her towards the end of the aisle, so she ...

... followed her instinct, and found herself standing in front of a small kitten. It was mostly white, fading to a darker gray on its paws and ears. Its eyes were a startling blue, and Ginny found she couldn't look away. She reached out with one hand and let the kitten sniff her. It did so warily, before closing its eyes and rubbing up against the offered appendage, purring. Ginny smiled, and pet the kitten. "Hello little one," she murmured. "How would you like to come home with me?" The kitten opened its eyes, and blinked slowly. Taking that as a yes, Ginny picked the small animal up and turned around. Harry smiled, looking at the content kitten. It looked very comfortable in Ginny's arms. He reached out and offered his own hand, and after a moment, the kitten was purring loudly as he rubbed its head. "I think you found a keeper," he commented. The shopkeeper came up to them at that moment. "Hello there young lady, find something you like?" Ginny nodded, looking at the kitten in her arms. "I'll take this one." The shopkeeper inclined his head. "She's not usually so docile," he sounded puzzled. "Got some kneazle in her, so watch out for her bite. Just about two months old now. You want a carry box for her?" Ginny nodded, and the shopkeeper left, collecting the carry box, along with a few other things Ginny would need to take care of her new pet. Molly looked a little worried at how much everything would cost, but Harry didn't give her time to argue as he pulled out his moneybag. ...