Harry Potter Promise NR.8 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.8

... head. "A few bruises but nothing severe." Amelia nodded. "How many wounded here?" Tonks took a deep breath. "Hermione's unconscious, but her pulse is steady and she's breathing. Blaise has an injured leg, and I think Luna was cut up by some loose rock. Other than Sirius, I don't think there are any grave injuries. Minerva, how's your arm?" Minerva grimaced. "I don't think it's broken," she assured them. Tonks nodded. "It's mostly minor injuries." Amelia nodded again. She turned slightly to see her Aurors integrating with Order of the Phoenix members, taking charge. She sighed. "Dobson, Halloway!" The two Aurors in question looked up from their position of guarding the downed Death Eaters. "Process the criminals. Remove them to the Ministry holding cells to await trial. If there are any serious injuries, contact the DMLE Healer." The two nodded and began moving the Death Eaters towards the entrance. Amelia turned back to Tonks. "Auror Tonks, you and Auror Shaklebolt remove the wounded to St. Mungos." She sighed deeply. "I believe it might be safer if the children were taken back to Hogwarts." She didn't want to give Dumbledore anything, but she did know that, with the climate being what it was, it was safer for the students to get back to school as soon as possible. Remus and Minerva stood up. "We'll get them back," the werewolf assured her. Minerva bit her lip. "Neville and Harry…?" Amelia grit her teeth, glowering. "Dumbledore sent them back to Hogwarts already. Mr. ...

... Longbottom appeared to be worse off, but I'm certain I saw blood on Harry's clothes." Minerva inhaled sharply. She looked over at Remus. The werewolf nodded understandingly. "Go," he urged her. "We'll be fine, just make sure Harry is as well." The Transfiguration Professor nodded curtly, and hurried out of the room. Ginny watched the professor leave worriedly from her spot next to Blaise near the stairs leading up to the exit of the airy room. She knew that Harry was injured, and he was currently quite angry, and quite scared. Unfortunately, his turbulent emotions were cutting off their bond, so she couldn't speak to him right now. It was the first time this had happened, and she didn't like it one bit. She turned her attention to Amelia, who was now watching Tonks conjure a stretcher and loading Sirius onto it. She looked over at Blaise, whose weight she was still supporting. Blaise nodded knowingly. "Just help me sit down, Ginny, and go make sure Professor Black's going to be all right. I know Harry will be worried." Ginny's expression showed her surprise, but she didn't say anything, and set her friend down, hurrying over to the group on the dais. "Minister?" she asked cautiously. Amelia looked up, and attempted a smile. "He's strong, Ginny." She knew what the youngest Weasley was asking. "I don't think it's too bad, but we're taking him to St. Mungos now. I'll come to Hogwarts as soon as the Healers give me a prognosis." Ginny nodded, and allowed Remus to lead her and Susan back ...