1. Harry Potter Promise NR.2


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

    couldn't wait to get out onto the Quidditch pitch. The ballroom received some appreciative whistles from Ginny, and Neville's eyes widened when Harry pointed out the greenhouse. Harry somewhat nervously showed them his room, which was met by approving nods from all his friends. Ron liked the broom decal he had found at Quality Quidditch Supplies, and Ginny was enjoying the muggle posters he had set up. They didn't move, but some of the artwork was so beautiful it didn't need to. Hermione immediately moved over to the bookshelf and started reading the titles, much to Harry's amusement. When she turned back to him, he smiled. "Yes, I'm bringing most of them with me to school, and yes, you can borrow them." Hermione blushed a little, but was pleased with his response. She was especially eager to read his history books. Goblin rebellions got rather old after a while. Ginny pulled Harry over to sit on the bed, while Ron claimed the desk chair. Hermione also sat on the bed, and Neville and Susan claimed places on the floor. When Harry had first arrived, the rug had been a rather dark brown. However, thanks to the wonderful world of magic, it was now a medium-dark gray, which set off the walls quite nicely. "Spill, Potter," Ginny commanded, not letting go of his hand. She had a feeling he might need some comfort. Harry did look rather nervous, though he began speaking willingly, without any further prodding. Harry hesitantly began to tell them of what had happened at the ...
    beginning of the summer. He didn't go into much detail, unwilling to tell them all of it – especially Susan and Neville, whom he liked quite a bit but didn't really know all that well yet – but he told them about his uncle's lost client, and how Vernon had decided it was his fault. He informed them of how he had woken up a day later on the floor of his room, and decided then and there that he couldn't stay any longer. He talked about how Sirius had found him dragging his trunk down the street, and how he had taken him to his family home, before calling Minerva. Hearing Harry call her 'Aunt Minerva' was a very strange experience, Ron reflected. He wasn't stupid enough to not be able to read between the lines, and he knew that his friend's summer had been rougher than he had really explained, before he had left. He also couldn't ignore the tiny twinges of jealousy on that tour of the castle. But he squashed it down, just happy that his friend was now safe. After that, Harry quickly touched on the rest of his summer, the shopping trip, summer studies, flying, and the like. For the first time, he truly looked carefree. He was still a kid in many ways, and for as long as he was able, he wanted to be able to act like one. XXX The friends stayed in Harry's room for a while longer, laughing and talking about all manner of things, from what they had been doing with their summers, to their schoolwork. Hermione, Susan, and Neville spent some time talking about the electives that Ginny - and ...
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