Harry Potter Promise NR.13 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.13

... the horcruxes now?" Neville asked. "The sword is still in Dumbledore's office at Hogwarts." Harry shook his head. "One step at a time. The horcruxes we have are safe for now, so let's deal with finding the others, and work on how to get the sword out." They agreed, and decided to head up to the kitchen for lunch. Harry fell back with Ron, gesturing for Hermione to go on ahead. She did so with one last helpless look at her boyfriend, before leaving them alone. Harry waited for Ron to say something, knowing that his redhead friend had to come to him. After a few moments, Ron swallowed. "We always teased him. He was so studious, and he didn't like to play Quidditch, or really do anything besides read. What if –" Harry shook his head. "He knew that you all loved him. He came back, remember? He realized that he had been wrong, and he wanted to be a part of the family again. He's a hero, Ron. He gave his life to protect Amelia. You can't get much more heroic than that." Ron nodded, looking a little better, as they joined the rest of their friends. XXX Snape tried to ignore the apprehension curling in his gut as he walked up the path to Hogwarts, the castle looming imposingly above him. He had acted the part of dutiful Death Eater, and responded immediately to the summons of the Dark Lord, but for some reason, he couldn't get rid of the feeling that something was wrong. The day before, he had vacated the premises as soon as he had heard of the battle taking place by the train. He ...

... couldn't be seen helping the light side, but he wouldn't fight with Voldemort either. The safest and best thing for him to do, it seemed, was leave. But this morning, he had felt the call of his former master, and had responded, knowing the consequences of not doing so. The door opened as he approached, and Lucius sneered at him. "Severus. He's waiting." Snape nodded curtly and brushed past Malfoy. He noted the younger Malfoy brooding in a corner as he entered the Great Hall, which Voldemort had apparently decided to turn into his new throne room. He had previously used the Great Hall at Malfoy Manor, where Snape had managed to hide the Weasley twins' listening device, which was no small feat, getting it into place without anyone noticing. But with the Dark Lord's conquering of Hogwarts, it seemed he had decided to move court to the castle. Voldemort observed the potions master neutrally, his red eyes gleaming. "Severus." Snape approached the Dark Lord cautiously, hiding his unease, as he knelt. "You called, My Lord?" Voldemort inclined his head. "Many things have not added up lately, Severus." His left hand came up and began stroking Nagini's head, as the snake curled around her master. "Why did Dumbledore's Order become so much more knowledgeable these past months? Yes, something seems to be off." Snape stopped himself from swallowing, a lump appearing in his throat as he felt the danger looming. "My Lord, I cannot answer this question." "Can you not?" Voldemort looked at him ...