1. Harry Potter Promise NR.2


    Date: 4/15/2017, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    patronus, "I'm a dog, and Peter's form is a rat. Rather fitting, don't you think?" Amelia could only nod, impressed to hell that three students had been able to accomplish such an amazing feat of magic at such a young age. Coming back to her senses, she queried somewhat rhetorically, "So can I assume that the mystery of how you escaped Azkaban has been solved?" What she really wanted to ask was how he had remained so sane for twelve years, but she felt that might be a bit insensitive. Sirius nodded sheepishly. "Dementors can't sense animal emotions. When Fudge left me his paper last summer, I saw Peter sitting on a boy's shoulder on the front page, and I just knew I had to get out of there. He was at Hogwarts, with Harry." He smiled at his godson, an expression which was immediately returned. "I was skinny enough as a dog that I could slip through the bars. I swam back to shore and started making my way north." Amelia nodded her understanding, internally wincing at the idea that he could be skinny enough to slip through prison bars. She bit her lip, looking down slightly. Not for nothing, though, had Sirius spent so much time studying the object of his affection all those years ago. And it seemed, he could still read her quite well. His voice grew contemplative, and his gaze far off, as he spoke quietly. "I knew I was innocent. It wasn't a happy thought, so the Dementors couldn't take it away. It was more of an obsession, but it kept me sane. I could remember who I was, so ...
    that when I saw that photo, I knew why it was important. It lit a fire inside me, and I was able to escape." Amelia nodded again, relieved that underneath it all, Sirius was still Sirius. Older, more careworn, more, well, serious, but she could see the spark of life in his eyes, the fire and passion, and the mischievousness that had drawn her to him all those years ago. She smiled, much more relaxed, making all three of the castle's current inhabitants breathe quiet sighs of relief. She pulled out a few vials from her bag. "In order to corroborate your story, I will need to take some memories from you. Would you be willing?" Sirius nodded immediately, and Amelia turned to Harry, who had remained quiet until now, looking pensive. "I would also like to view the memory of your meeting at the end of term." Harry looked over at his godfather, and on receiving his nod, turned back to Amelia. "Anything that will help," he agreed. Amelia smiled at him compassionately, and they wasted no more time. She collected Sirius' memories of his conversation with Peter and the Potters, where they decided to switch Keepers, and his memory of finding James and Lily dead – she wanted nothing more than to give him a hug, seeing his distress, but held herself back until he finished – and finally, his recollection of confronting Peter, and watching him escape, unable to do anything. Next, she concentrated on Harry, and after explaining how to extract a memory, she watched as he pulled out a long, ...
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