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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

couldn't help but hug him again, though this time it was slightly less unyielding, and she whispered, "Remember, you promised me. You'll let me in, right?" She felt him nod, even as he replied, "I promise," his voice slightly muffled by her hair. They pulled away again, and locked gazes. After a moment, he smiled, though it seemed a little forced. "I'll write," he told her, before turning to face the rest of the Weasleys. They all seemed confused at the closeness the two seemed to share, since, as far as they knew, the pair had never really had a serious conversation. Ron couldn't help but wonder just what had happened on their walk up to Gryffindor tower that morning. He vowed to have a rather uncharacteristically serious conversation with his sister at first opportunity. Harry said his goodbyes to the closest thing he really had to family, before he decided it was time to face the music, and turned towards the barrier between Platform Nine and Three Quarters, and Kings Cross Station. On the other side, he found a rather angry Vernon Dursley, waiting with an irritated Petunia, and a bored Dudley. None of them said anything as they saw Harry. Petunia simply sniffed haughtily, before Vernon spun on his heel and led the way back to the car. The trip back to Privet Drive was uneventful, and moreover, completely silent. Harry's imagination began to run away with him, and he was very glad he had decided to send Hedwig on ahead, so that she could hopefully avoid being locked up, ... should it come to that. Sure enough, no sooner had he passed the threshold to Number Four, than Vernon had grabbed his trunk and thrown it into the cupboard under the stairs. The next thing he did was grab Harry's arm and haul him up the stairs, where he was unceremoniously dumped into the smallest bedroom. Harry heard the locks engage as he absentmindedly rubbed his arm where his uncle had grasped it. Clearly, his idea of what this summer would entail hadn't been that far off the mark. He could only hope that McGonagall would remain true to her word, and get him out of here quickly. Hedwig chose that moment to enter through the open window. Harry stroked her head as she came to a rest on his shoulder, and he smiled slightly. Just seeing the owl made him feel better. Harry took a moment to hunt around for a spare bit of parchment, on which he quickly scribbled a brief note to Flourish and Blotts, asking that they owl him the third year Ancient Runes textbook, and the third and fourth year Arithmancy books. He was startled from his writing when an unfamiliar owl entered the room, coming to a rest on top of his dresser. Harry took the letter from the regal bird with a nod of thanks, hunting around in the top drawer for the bag of owl treats he knew he had left there the previous summer; he hoped they would be all right, since the other bag of treats he had was currently in his trunk locked in the cupboard under the stairs. The owl gave him a somewhat dubious look, but took the ...