1. Harry Potter Promise NR.8


    Date: 5/19/2017, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    and was waved over to an examiner he recognized as having administered his Charms practical. The examiner put him through his paces, quizzing him on various hexes and jinxes, curses and counter curses, all of which he was able to fire off without delay. Finally, the professor finished, marking off his sheet with a smile. "Well done, Mr. Potter," he said in a squeaky voice that reminded Harry of Professor Flitwick. "That is all, for your practical. Although…" He leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping in volume. "I have heard that you have taught many of your classmates the Patronus Charm. My colleagues who are testing the seventh years were astounded at the number of students who could perform the Charm. Would you be willing to show me? For extra credit, perhaps?" Harry nodded and smiled. He turned away from the examiner and raised his wand. "Expecto Patronum!" A great silvery phoenix shot from the end and flew majestically down the room. Examiners and students stopped what they were doing for a moment to watch it pass. "Oh, well done indeed!" the examiner said cheerfully. And Harry left the room completely sure that he had earned an O. He nodded to Dumbledore as he passed, noting the old man's surprise at his changed Patronus form. He knew the headmaster would be wondering how it had happened. Ron had a break on Friday, while Harry, Hermione, and Susan sat their Arithmancy and Ancient Runes exams. Neville had half a break, as he was taking Arithmancy, but not ...
    Ancient Runes. Finally, it was the weekend, though they didn't get much chance to relax, instead studying for Potions on Monday. Harry felt like he was wearing himself out. His scar kept prickling, and it was starting to worry him. He would go to sleep and wake up even more tired than he had been the night before. Ginny tried to comfort him, but she didn't know what to say. Hermione just told him it was likely exam nerves. "I get them too. I woke up two nights ago and was halfway through my Transfiguration notes before I realized we had already done that exam." But despite that, Harry knew it was more. He felt a sense of… anticipation. Voldemort was waiting for something. He didn't know what, but whatever it was, it couldn't be good. He was actually relieved when Monday came around, the days were filled with exams once more. Potions was another exam Harry was looking forward to taking. With Snape's change of attitude over the last year or two – and especially the last six months – Harry had found his original fascination with the subject again, the one that he had cultivated in that month before arriving for his first year, the one that had been dashed away after one class of being put on the spot with questions that were years above him by a vindictive man with a grudge against a dead man, and years of being looked down on, belittled, blamed for something he had had nothing to do with. Harry only got stuck on a few questions for the written part, but knew that he had aced the ...
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