Harry Potter Promise NR.8 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.8

... left, he would be heading in the direction of Courtroom Ten. Straight ahead, however, he was also intimately familiar with. It was the door outside which Mr. Weasley had been attacked. He shivered. Please, Ginny, hurry. At Hogwarts, Ginny heard his plea, and felt her own fear spike. In the common room, she thankfully found their friends. Hermione looked up at her frenzied entrance. "Ginny? What's wrong? Where's Harry?" Ginny stopped in front of them, breathing heavily. She wouldn't normally be winded from the run up to the common room, but her fear for Harry was moving steadily upwards and lodging somewhere in her throat now. "Malfoy… potion… Harry… portkey." Neville stood up. "Calm down, Ginny. Tell us what's happened." Ginny took a deep breath. "We ran into Malfoy and his goons in an empty corridor. He dropped a vial with some sort of debilitating gas in it to knock out our senses. Crabbe and Goyle tackled me, and Malfoy threw a portkey at Harry. He disappeared. We have to hurry." "That's impossible," Hermione disagreed. "Only the headmaster could make a portkey to get through the wards." Ginny shook her head. "Voldemort could probably do it as well if he really wanted to, but that's besides the point. Harry's in trouble. We have to find Professor McGonagall." They all nodded and followed the fourth year out of the Tower, heading to McGonagall's office. Unfortunately, she wasn't there. Undeterred, they immediately went to Sirius' office. He too, was missing. Neville ...

... growled in frustration. "Where is everyone?" he asked. "What's going on?" The Gryffindors looked up to see Susan standing there, looking confused. Quickly, Hermione informed the Hufflepuff of the situation. Susan gasped in horror. "We need to get help," she said, eyes wide. Ginny bit her lip. "We need an Order member. What about Hagrid?" Susan shook her head. "I saw his hut out on the grounds a little while ago. It was completely dark; he's not here." Ginny shook her head slightly. "Then there's only one more that I can think of." Ron shook his head. "What is the world coming to, when we have to go to Snape for help," he groused, as they made their way down to the dungeons. They ran into Blaise and Daphne as they reached the corridor with Snape's office. Blaise raised his eyebrow. "What are you all doing here?" he asked curiously. "No time to explain. We need to talk to Snape," Neville hurried, when Ginny made no move to speak. Her eyes were glazed a little, and he was getting worried. Daphne observed the Gryffindors. "He's not here," she informed them. "I wanted to talk to him about setting up some summer studies, but his office is empty." Ginny moaned. "We need to hurry. He's running out of time." "OK, what's going on?" Blaise asked, looking at his friends. "Harry's missing," Ron said bluntly. "Malfoy threw a portkey at him, and he disappeared. We tried to find Professor's McGonagall and Black, but neither one is in the Castle." "How is finding any of them going to help if you ...