Harry Potter Promise NR.9 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.9

... everything." Minerva sighed. "Albus used to be someone I trusted completely. I never thought he was capable of such duplicity, but everything I've seen and observed over the last couple of years just convinces me that I can't trust him anymore." Harry shifted, drawing their attention when he began to speak. "They're right, Dumbledore trusts the prophecy. He believes that it's going to come down to me and Voldemort. The real clincher though is that he wasn't planning on giving me any training. He was just content to sit back and watch, and I know he's let some questionable things slide, in the name of his 'greater good'." He clenched his teeth. "But who gets to decide what the greater good is? Why Dumbledore. What gives him the right to interfere with my life? He's not my guardian, so why did he have the authority to place me with my aunt and uncle? And why does he care so much what I do outside of school? Legally, as far as I'm concerned, he's just my headmaster. So why is he so interested?" Several of them nodded, and everyone certainly agreed. Albus' motives were muddled at best. What was the old man planning? One thing was for sure, whatever his plan had been, Harry being removed from Privet Drive had not been a part of it. They all felt a sense of satisfaction in knowing that his plans had been shot to hell. The meeting broke up shortly after that, and most of the adults left. Molly and Arthur returned home so that Molly could get a start on supper, followed quickly by ...

... Kingsley, the Tonkses with Remus, Amelia and Susan, Augusta and Neville, Blaise, Daphne, and Cedric, all returning to their own homes. Fred and George left as well, headed back to their flat to continue developing their listening device, as well as a few more ideas for their Defense line. Hermione had to go home as well, so it was just Harry, Ron, and Ginny left with Minerva and Sirius. Harry glanced over at Ginny, and she looked back, knowing what he was thinking, even without sharing thoughts. She nodded, sighing slightly. We have to tell them, Harry. We've put it off for far too long as it is. We might not get an opening like this again. And you know they'll react better than my mum will. Harry agreed, and turned to Ron. "Ron, Ginny and I need to talk to Aunt Minerva and Sirius about something. Do you mind going home?" Ron frowned, looking between his best mate and his sister. Something was going on, and he wanted to know what it was. But he trusted them, and if they said they needed to talk to the adults alone, he would let them be. If they wanted to tell him, they would. He nodded. "I'll see you later," he said, before leaving the library and making his way towards the Floo. Sirius and Minerva shared a confused look, before they sat back down on one of the loveseats. Harry and Ginny followed their lead, and took the other loveseat. The two teenagers grasped hands tightly, looking very nervous. Minerva frowned slightly. "Harry? Ginny? What's going on?" Sirius groaned. "Oh ...