Harry Potter NR.1 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter NR.1

... Easily, she slid the top off the box, revealing the horcrux inside. If she hadn't just come to the conclusion that she would not use the ring again she might have put it on. But she already had the other one on anyways and she thought of Dumbledore's withered, cursed hand and laid the horcrux down without touching it. The horcrux would fight back, she knew, and she prepared herself for it as she reached for a basilisk fang from her pack. "Traitor," it said, and she froze. "They will never forgive you. They will be dead before they can forgive you." A hazy smoke formed around her and she saw James white as snow, eyes wide open, dead. "You killed me Ginny," he said, only his mouth moving. "You killed us." Ginny's breathing picked up. She could still see the ring and she lifted it high. But then Lily's body formed, her face white as a sheet. "I thought we were friends. Sisters." "We are…" she answered feebly. Lily's arms and legs were splayed out in every direction but her hand held onto something as if she were trying to hold it close to her. Ginny blanched when realized what it was. Harry's infant body lay motionless and pale, eyes wide open, still stricken with fear. "You killed me Ginny," he said, in the adult voice Ginny loved. She closed her eyes. "This is not real. They are not dead. Harry is not dead. Harry is not dead!" She plunged the fang into the center of the ring and the scene was gone. She was back in the empty cold woods and she shivered uncontrollably. The ...

... image of Harry's dead body haunted her. She picked up the ring and threw it far away from her. It was destroyed. It was done. Exhausted, she lied back down, begging for sleep. But she couldn't and she wouldn't for many long nights to come. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 43 – Traitor or Not? Ginny left the secluded part of England she'd fled to for Spinner's End. She wanted to find Snape. For some reason, she felt that if she explained what she'd done and why she'd done it to Snape, she would free herself from the guilt. He'd probably kill her but hopefully he'd hesitate long enough for her to explain. She walked along Spinner's End, looking for his house and hoping that he was alone. It was dark out and only a few street lamps were actually lit. She stayed under cover of night rather well. It did not take her very long to find the mailbox that read "Snape" in bold black letters and she approached the door silently, while putting on her cloak. "Alohamora," she whispered, and the lock clicked. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. The foyer was dark but she could make out a small library along the walls and a sitting area close by, comprised of a couple shabby armchairs and a long sofa. The entire house was quiet and Ginny remembered that Snape's father had been a muggle, so it was unlikely that any house elves were there, but she kept up her guard, just in case. She had ...