Harry Potter Promise NR.13 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.13

... pursed her lips. "We should continue searching the library." "Tomorrow," Harry corrected. "Let's just relax tonight, and get back to work tomorrow. We've had a big success today, so let's enjoy it." They all agreed, and left the dining room, separating to various rooms in the Castle to wind down before going to sleep. XXX As January picked up speed, Harry and his friends spent most of their time searching for new possibilities on locations, or trying to come up with ways to get into Hogwarts undetected. They set up a schedule so that several of them would go out each day in disguise, to collect information on what was going on in the wizarding world. They made sure to stake out the area by the Ministry employee entrance to the building, Diagon Alley, and Hogsmeade. A few weeks after they found the ring, Harry and Daphne left the confines of the Castle early, after first making sure that no one would recognize them. They appeared in the alley next to the Leaky Cauldron, and after checking themselves once more, they headed into the pub. Tom the barman was at the counter, but he didn't even look up as Harry and Daphne passed through. Instead, he ducked his head as if hoping his potential customers wouldn't notice him. The two teenagers threw their hoods up as they exited out the back, and after tapping the correct brick, stepped into the Alley. No one looked at them for more than a few seconds, as they wound their way down the overrun cobbled brick; with the situation as it ...

... was, the Alley just wasn't being maintained the way it used to be. The Death Eaters didn't really care about everything looking beautiful, and everyday witches and wizards knew to avoid the Alley as much as possible. Some shops were still open, but not that many on the main drag. Harry and Daphne's destination, however, was not on the main drag. They turned off pretty quickly, heading down a dark path that Harry remembered quite vividly from the summer before his second year. "Are we sure about this?" Daphne murmured, glancing at her friend briefly. Harry shrugged with one shoulder. "We need to get more information. If he can help us, this may be the only way. He won't tell us willingly." Daphne nodded, knowing that he was right. She was just worried that someone would find them, or that they would call attention to themselves. Harry gestured for her to turn towards the familiar shop entrance. Though it had been years since he had hidden in that cupboard in Borgin and Burkes, he still remembered where the store was. Once inside, they took a look around to make sure that it was empty, before Daphne warded the door to keep anyone else from entering. Borgin walked through a back door, and stopped short at seeing the two cloaked figures in his shop. "Can I –" Harry raised a hand and shot off a silent, wandless Stupefy, and Borgin dropped to the floor. Harry and Daphne levitated the unconscious man to the back room, putting up a few more wards as they locked themselves in. They sat ...