Harry Potter Promise NR.8 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.8

... completely trust him with every secret I have, but I think he might be able to help us with this. Ginny sighed, but acquiesced. She understood his reasons, even if she had her doubts. Rather than spend more time worrying about all they had to do, Harry and Ginny left off the serious discussions, and spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling and enjoying each other's company. XXX Dumbledore sighed as he watched the carriages depart for the train. How had things spun so far out of his control? He knew Harry was bound by the prophecy, and all he wanted was for the boy to fulfill his destiny. Dumbledore was the only one who could make sure that happened. Perhaps he had made a few mistakes, but he had done it with the greater good in mind. Everything he had done was necessary to end this war. His mind unwillingly brought back the words Harry had slung so harshly at him across his office. How do you intend to fight this war if you just keep letting the criminals roam free? He shook his head. Surely he wasn't that bad. Young Mr. Malfoy was misguided, of course, but that was all his father's influence. Malfoy Senior had been arrested, along with the other Death Eaters captured at the Ministry almost a week earlier. Without the influence of his father, the young Malfoy would surely be able to change. He refused to consider the possibility that it was too late. It was never too late. Now all he needed to do was figure out a way to get back into Harry's good graces. If Harry was to ...

... succeed, he would need the headmaster. Only Albus could help him. XXX Harry and his friends grabbed a compartment on the Express near the front of the train. Cedric stopped by early on and promised to come back in a little bit. As there wasn't enough room for all of them, Ginny sat on Harry's lap, while Hermione did the same on Ron's, and Luna copied their positions with Blaise. Fred and George wanted to sit with their siblings and friends, but there wasn't enough space, so they met up with their friend Lee, who had claimed a compartment with the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team a few compartments down. Harry sighed, looking out the window as the fields flew by. "Excited to go home?" They all looked over at Ron's question. Harry smiled slightly and shrugged with one shoulder. "Amelia said Sirius should be able to leave St. Mungos soon. Apparently he had a lot of internal damage, but nothing too severe, and all one hundred percent fixable." They were all happy to know that there would be no lasting damage from his injuries. The rest of the trip was spent discussing summer plans. "We usually have defense practice nearly every week day," Harry told the Slytherins and Luna. "You're welcome to join us. We also run every morning. Ron, Ginny, and Hermione Floo over to McGonagall Castle, since they don't have enough room within their wards; if you guys want to join us for that too, feel free. That's every day, including weekends. I know it seems like a lot, but having the stamina to ...