Harry Potter Promise NR.13 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.13

... out what's going on at the Ministry? Aunt Amelia…" Harry nodded understandingly. "I know, Susan. I'm worried about everyone. I wish we could have found Blaise, Daphne, and Luna." Ginny rested a hand on his arm. "You know we had to leave," she implored. "Voldemort was headed right for us. We're not ready for that battle yet." Harry sighed. "I know. I just hope they're all right." Ginny squeezed his arm gently. "Me, too." Harry took a deep breath to collect himself. "I guess we should take a look around," he suggested. "Aunt Minerva told me to get us somewhere safe, and I don't want to risk anything before we know the situation." There were nods around the group, though everyone looked less than thrilled about not finding out what was happening with their loved ones immediately. A loud pop interrupted them as they turned towards the staircase. Harry glanced at the source of the noise, and smiled at the house elf that had appeared. The elf peered at him curiously. "Master Gryffindor, sir? No one but a Gryffindor heir could get through the wards." Harry nodded and showed her his Gryffindor lordship ring. "My name's Harry, I am Gryffindor's heir." The elf nodded eagerly. "Welcome, Lord Gryffindor. I being Mimsy." Harry smiled. "It's nice to meet you. And you can call me Harry. Are there other elves working here?" Mimsy nodded again. "Oh yes, Mimsy's family has been bound to Lion's Castle since Master Godric had it built for his son, Master Adrian. There being five of us now, we ...

... keep the Castle in order." Harry glanced around at the group, and then looked back at Mimsy. "I would like to meet with all of you when it is convenient, but for now, I think we'd like to settle in a bit, and perhaps get something to eat?" Mimsy nodded, her ears flapping wildly. "Mimsy will have lunch prepared for you right away, Master Harry!" She popped away, and Harry turned back to his friends. "Let's find some bedrooms, and put our stuff away." Ginny snorted lightly, a small hint of hysteria in her voice indicating her exhaustion and fear for family and friends possibly still fighting for their lives. "Isn't it lucky we shrunk our trunks down to transport them?" Harry grasped her hand tightly, and pulled her with him up the grand staircase. The others followed behind. They found several empty bedrooms on the second floor, and Harry indicated for them to take whatever rooms they wanted. He and Ginny chose a bedroom near the stairs, with soft blues and greys as the theme. There was probably a master suite somewhere, but the couple wanted to be near their friends, and the rooms in this hallway were all spacious and welcoming. There was a queen sized bed on one wall, a wardrobe in a corner, a desk, and a door that led to a walk-in closet. There was a second door along the far wall, and when Harry opened it, he found there to be a Jack and Jill bathroom, which he and Ginny could share with the next bedroom over. The door to that room opened, and Harry nodded at Neville, smiling ...