Harry Potter Promise NR.9 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.9

... not push for more." Her gaze seemed to rest on Hermione for that last bit; even if the bookish girl had toned down her attitude over the last couple of years, she still loved her research projects. Everyone nodded to show they understood, and Harry told them a little more about their bond. How they could speak mind to mind, and how they could sometimes see what was going on around the other. Though they clearly had more questions than were answered, all of their friends practiced restraint, and didn't push them, respecting their wishes. "Thank you for telling us all this," Neville said, as they wrapped up to go have lunch. "It means a lot that you trust us with this secret." Harry smiled at his friend. "Of course we trust you," he replied, clapping the Longbottom heir on the shoulder. "You guys, you're not just friends. We're like… one big family. I trust you all more than just about anyone. Besides Ginny, of course," he grinned at the younger girl, taking her hand in his. Ginny growled playfully, and leaned into his side. "Harry's right. You all are closer than friends. We trust you with our lives, and we knew we could trust you with this." They all smiled happily, and continued upstairs. Though they didn't say it often, they all felt the same way. Neville could remember his childhood with startling clarity. Friendless, ostracized by even his own family for being perceived as barely magical. Entering Hogwarts and being bullied, made fun of, and again, ostracized. There had ...

... been a few who abstained, but even then, they hadn't really made an effort to include him. It had meant so much to him when Harry had extended the offer of friendship, and the last couple of years, his life had changed dramatically. Harry had said that they were sort of like godbrothers, because their mums had been each other's godmothers. Harry had taken that to heart, and everything he had done for Neville since then had only shown that fact. And his life had gotten so much better. Getting his own wand had drawn his magic out, and no one could dispute that he was a wizard now. His grandmother had, amazingly, thawed out a little, and showed pride in him. She had actually bought him an owl as a present when he had shown her his OWL grades. While he didn't mind Trevor, he much preferred the owl. He would leave the toad at home to enjoy his greenhouses, and take the owl to school. His new pet was a beautiful Eagle Owl with quite a personality. Neville had named her Athena, and had received multiple compliments from his friends when he had shown them the bird. Athena and Hedwig got on quite well, something the two teenagers were a little surprised about – their personalities were so similar, Harry had said that it made sense that they would either get on magnificently or be mortal enemies. They were glad it was the former. When Harry said they were like family, he felt such a huge sense of comfort and happiness. He was proud to be held in such high regard, and he would endeavor ...