1. Harry Potter Promise NR.2


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

    out, but we'd like to run it by you first, to see what you think. We'll talk about that when you're a little better, though, all right?" Harry nodded, his eyelids already drooping. Poppy put her wand away and stood back, brushing herself off. "Why don't you get some more rest, Mr. Potter, and we will talk when you wake up." Harry nodded, but stopped quickly when his head began aching. The three adults watched as the teenager drifted off into a – hopefully – dreamless sleep. XXX The next time Harry woke, he felt much better. He watched with a bemused expression as Poppy checked him over, deeming him fit to get up, but warning him that he would tire out easily at first, before demanding that he eat something, and giving him a nutrient potion to take with the meal, all in the span of about one breath. Sirius entered the room then, carrying with him a tray laden with toast, eggs, bacon, and potatoes, which he set down on Harry's lap. Minerva followed him carrying a teapot and several cups. Sirius smiled. "I know it's suppertime, but I figured, you haven't eaten in a while, so you probably wouldn't mind some breakfast foods." Minerva let out a chuckle. "What he means is, he doesn't know how to do much more in the kitchen than make toast. When he tried to rationalize his breakfast decision, I took pity on him when he burned the water, and did the rest." The adults all laughed, and Harry let out a weak smile. He felt awkward with them all watching him eat, but he couldn't deny ...
    that he was ravenous. He polished off the entire tray in about five minutes, and looked up sheepishly as Minerva took it from him, setting it on the desk before returning to his bedside. Without the distraction of food, Harry was becoming a little more nervous. Seeing both McGonagall and Sirius next to him, he didn't hold out much hope for being able to keep what had happened a secret. Poppy had departed while he was eating, apologizing and telling them that she had a few things to take care of at school, but she would be back in the morning to check on him. She had given Minerva a rather interesting look, which Harry had seen but not understood, before leaving the room. Minerva sat down on the edge of the bed, and Sirius once more claimed the chair. Harry swallowed, preparing himself for the inquisition he knew was to come. Surprisingly, it wasn't that bad. They seemed to understand what had happened, and Sirius' only question was to confirm whether or not it had been his uncle. Harry didn't have to do anything other than nod, looking down at his hands in embarrassment. Sirius set a hand on top of his, squeezing gently, before they moved on to this 'plan' they were so proud of. It was Minerva who explained it, to the increasingly confused thirteen-year-old. "While Sirius is a wanted fugitive, he is not able to take care of you, in the public eye. I have spoken with Madam Bones, but such things take time. While you were unconscious, we both agreed that this setting is not ideal ...
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