Harry Potter NR.1 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter NR.1

... imagined the place to be much less kept than it looked. Everything seemed to have its place. Books were placed in their shelves neatly, organized by subject and then by author, alphabetically. There were few decorations and no framed family photos, but some antique trinkets sat on end tables or were shoved between books on shelves that Ginny suspected probably once belonged to his mother. The house was kept much cleaner on the inside than the outside of Spinner's End would have suggested. Floors swept and surfaces dusted, the room might shine if the lights were on. It was evident that Snape was not home. Ginny did not want to thoroughly search his home so she stayed in the front room, wand directed at the door. Once Snape walked in she would disarm him and hopefully keep him calm enough to explain. She'd been waiting for over an hour. The sun had long since been set and she'd left the lights off so when a glowing bluish light illuminated the room she bolted upright in her chair. A glowing phoenix formed before her and spoke in Dumbledore's voice. "Severus Snape has stepped forward, and agreed to be a double agent in return for the protection of Lily Potter and her family. He informed me that he did not relay the prophecy to Voldemort, but that you did. Be wary of him. He was quite intent on killing you, but I hopefully convinced him of your allegiance." Ginny sighed. He would be much less easy to keep calm than she'd thought. She doubted that Dumbledore could have assured ...

... Snape of her loyalty at all. Severus Snape was a man who desired reason and answers, not simply empty assurance. At least Dumbledore did not consider her a traitor. Then Ginny felt every limb in her body snap together, frozen. She detected a dark figure emerging from the door. The patronus had distracted her and she'd let her wand down. His pace was slow and measured but his voice gave him away even before he said "Lumos" and revealing his face in the light. He brought his wand tip right by her face and he got so close that she could smell his musky breath. "What are you doing here?" he asked slowly, through clenched teeth. He glared so forebodingly that Ginny knew if she didn't answer just right, he might just kill her. "I was looking for you," she answered as calmly and distinctly as she could. Snape grunted his distaste for her. He pressed his wand to her neck. "You've got everyone fooled you know? Right here under everyone's noses but you have an uncanny ability to make all the right people unaware that you are a problem," Snape sneered. "Including Dumbledore." "Hardly," Ginny said, looking Snape up and down. He looked weathered, overtired. Clearly, she'd caused him much strain and sleepless nights. "You gravely underestimate Dumbledore if you can believe me capable of deceiving him. Although, I'll take it as a compliment anyways." "You told me specifically not to tell the Dark Lord about the prophecy, but then you went and told Carrow and Dolohov, who of course sent the ...