Harry Potter Promise NR.8 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.8

... Department of Mysteries, a contingent of Aurors in her wake, while Dumbledore turned Neville's shirt into a portkey as well, and a moment later, the Longbottom heir was gone. XXX Neville arrived at the hospital wing, landing softly on a bed near the end of the ward. There must have been some sort of alarm, because a moment later, Madam Pomfrey appeared, rushing to his side. "Mr. Longbottom, whatever has happened?" Neville grimaced, feeling every single one of his hurts, amplifying now that the fight was over and the adrenaline was beginning to leave his body. "Long story," he replied vaguely. "Where's Harry?" Madam Pomfrey looked confused. "Mr. Potter has not shown up, Mr. Longbottom. Is he all right?" Neville was concerned now. He thought Dumbledore would send Harry back to the hospital wing. That's what he had said, right? He grimaced. "I don't think it's too bad. He'll probably be here soon." Madam Pomfrey nodded, and got to work healing Neville's injuries. XXX Chaos. That's what it looked like at first, when Amelia walked into the Death Chamber. On second glance, she saw that the fighting was over, and all of the Death Eaters rounded up. Most were unconscious, a few with more serious injuries. About halfway up the benches in the room, Amelia saw Arthur and Ron Weasley bending over what looked to be Hermione Granger's body. Her heart fluttered worriedly, but a shout from the floor of the room grabbed her attention. "Auntie!" Amelia's head whipped around so fast she could ...

... almost hear her neck crack. Susan was kneeling on the dais in the center of the room, the one containing the mysterious arch. She hadn't spent much time in the Department of Mysteries, but even she knew about that arch, and that the Unspeakables spent a lot of time studying it. Damn it, what was she doing here? Amelia had expressly told her to stay at Hogwarts. Though she had to admit, if she looked at the situation objectively, she probably shouldn't have told her niece that. One of the first things she had learned as a leader was that she should never give an order if she wasn't sure if it would be obeyed. She knew better than to expect Susan to stay at school if her friends were in trouble. Susan was joined by Remus, Tonks, and Minerva, who all seemed to have been put through the wringer, but were conscious and alert, which she considered a plus. Amelia wasted no time in joining the group, and felt her heart stop now. Sirius was lying on the ground, a large bruise covering one side of his face, a line of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. She knelt down next to her niece. Almost fearing what she would find, she tentatively reached out and rested two fingers at her fiancé's throat. Tears pricked in her eyes as she felt his pulse beating, if a bit weakly, still there beneath her fingers. She looked up, and saw that relief reflected in the expressions of everyone else around her. She shook herself off and stood up. "Auror Tonks, are you injured?" Tonks shook her ...