Harry Potter Promise NR.8 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.8

... the capture of several upstanding citizens who had been acquitted of their crimes after You-Know-Who's downfall fourteen years previously, on the excuse of being held under the Imperius Curse. More whispering broke out, distracting Harry from the article. He looked up at the entrance, and felt his heart thump painfully as Amelia walked in. She looked exhausted. Her hair was hanging half out of its formerly pristine bun, and there were bags under her eyes. She looked relieved to see Harry sitting with her niece, and hurried over to the Gryffindor table, a casual wave of her hand stopping the contingent of Aurors from following her through the Hall. They spread out by the door, watching the crowd. Amelia smiled tightly as she sat down between Harry and Susan, as they willingly moved over to make room for her. "How are you?" she asked, observing her niece, her fiancé's godson, and their friends, searching for any sign of lingering injuries. Susan rolled her eyes lightly, but smiled at the caring she could see and hear in her aunt's face and tone. "We're fine, Auntie. Promise." Harry nodded quickly, as did the others, reassuring the Minister of Magic of their health. "How's Sirius?" Harry asked quietly, a little of his hidden fear seeping through in his voice. Amelia's smiled got even tighter, if possible. She sighed, and reached over to rest her arm around his shoulders, drawing him closer to her. "I spent the night at St. Mungos. He's still critical, but the healers are ...

... optimistic. They're doing everything they can, Harry. I have every belief he'll be all right." Harry relaxed slightly at her words, as did Susan, Ginny, and Ron. Blaise, Daphne, and Luna also looked happy to hear that their Defense professor would be OK. Amelia straightened in her seat. Her expression smoothed out a little, her other arm snaked across Susan's shoulders, as she drew both students closer, taking comfort in their presence. Neither was biologically hers, but they were hers, all the same. She loved Susan and Harry just as much as if they were her own children. Taking a deep breath, she released them, and started to stand up. "When you are finished eating, please come to the headmaster's office. I will need to speak with you all about what happened last night. Just a formality, you understand," she added, seeing the alarm cross Ron's face. "I just need your statements." She then stood all the way up, and left the Hall. Harry and his friends stayed at the Gryffindor table for ten more minutes, as they finished their meal, before they decided it was time to face the music, and left to meet Amelia. Even Ron didn't have much of an appetite that morning. XXX Once more, the gargoyle at the entrance to the headmaster's office moved aside without a password, something they all noticed, but none of them commented on. In a school like Hogwarts, the walls had eyes and ears. It was just one more thing to talk about when they could all get together in a safe location. Harry knocked on ...