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Harry Potter Promise NR.1

Date: 6/18/2017, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

some… unsavory characteristics, if you had been exposed to the notoriety you received after You-Know-Who's fall." She had to hold in a smile as Harry let out a cough that sounded suspiciously like 'Malfoy'. "I think he also wanted to give you a real childhood. I was less certain that was what you would receive, but, and I am ashamed to admit this, I trusted his judgment. After all, he is the leader of the light. I am so sorry, Harry." A few tears escaped from her eyes, which convinced Harry more than any words she could have spoken – though of course, the words did help. He nodded, a little ashamed to feel a burning in his own eyes. He closed them tightly for a moment, trying to will away the tears. He felt Ginny withdraw her hand from his, and barely had a moment to figure that she was probably disgusted with his emotional display, before he felt her hand across his shoulders, hugging him gently. Minerva waited another minute, until Harry seemed to gather his composure. When he was able to look at her again, she asked, "Why do you ask?" It was Ginny's turn to let out an animalistic sound, though she didn't move from her position as she growled, "He can't go back." Harry looked at her almost in protest, but she overrode anything he may have said. "No, Harry, I mean it. After everything you told me, I'm scared for you! You told me yourself that you were afraid of what he might do. And he's had a whole year to think about his sister, and what happened last summer. You ... said it! Please, let me help. Let us help." She trailed off as she started crying, hating herself as she did so. This wasn't about her, but she couldn't help it. She was afraid of what might happen if no one did anything. Harry seemed to almost curl in on himself, sinking into his seat as he tried to will McGonagall not to ask. Unfortunately, she did not seem to hear his silent prayers. "Harry." She waited a moment, until the boy finally looked up. His expression was mostly blank, though there was an undercurrent of pure fear that she could just barely see, but that truly worried her. Her voice was soft and calm as she spoke. "Will you let me help?" And there it was. It was the way she had asked that made Harry actually want to tell her. She wasn't asking for specifics, she wasn't even asking for vague details. She just wanted him to let her in, in any way he was willing. Slowly, he nodded, his hands clasping together tightly in his lap, until Ginny let go of his shoulders to force his grip open so that she could hold on herself. Feeling slightly better, Harry began to speak. He didn't say much, but what he did share was enough to convince Minerva that Albus truly had been mental, to leave the boy there and then not even check up on him over the years. She listened as Harry outlined just a little bit about what growing up had been like: from the forced periods of starvation, to the first time he had brought home a perfect test, only to be beaten up by Vernon for 'using his ...