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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

him the way she had, but apparently, overwhelming evidence had swayed her from looking further. Not that he really blamed her; after all, Remus had made the same mistake, and Sirius had forgiven him easily. He would be a hypocrite to not give Amelia the same chance. The Floo roared to life at that moment, drawing Sirius out of his rather morose thoughts. He looked up to see a rather exhausted and worried Minerva McGonagall stumble out of the fireplace, her normal grace and poise gone at the thought of Harry in trouble. The note she had received had been rather vague. She looked around, eyes lighting on Sirius' lanky frame. The innocent convict looked rather worried himself, though she wasn't sure if it was because of her, or for Harry. Mentally steeling herself, Minerva stepped forward, stopping unsurely. "Mr. Black," she began, stopping when she realized she didn't know what she was going to say. Sirius shook his head. He did understand, after all. "The evidence was all there, and I was a bit of a hot head," he admitted ruefully. "I'm just glad that Harry believed me." Minerva nodded. She wasn't one for touchy-feely moments. There would be time later to talk more. "Your note said that Harry was in trouble. Is he all right? What's happened? Do I need to fetch him from his relatives?" Sirius was slightly surprised by the amount of fear he heard in her questions. The fact that she kept firing them off without waiting for a response also spoke to her panic. Oh yes, he and ... Minerva really needed to have a conversation later. "Harry's here," he informed the professor. He watched as she let out a shaky breath and collapsed onto the sofa. "What happened?" she almost whispered. She knew that he wouldn't have left his relative's house unless he had had no other choice. He had known she was working on it – she and Amelia were planning on meeting with Patricia the next day, and most likely going to collect Harry that day or the day after. Sirius let out an almost growl. "I received a letter from him yesterday that had me worried. I just wanted to see him, so that I would know he was all right. I waited all day, but I couldn't get a glimpse, until about two o'clock this morning, when I saw him dragging his trunk down the street." Sirius broke off, looking down at his lap as he remembered his first glimpse of his godson. "Half his face was bruised, and it looked like he was sporting some broken bones. I brought him here to decide what to do next. He told me to contact you. He needs a healer, Minerva. Badly." Minerva let out a muttered curse, her fear for the boy she would hopefully become responsible for soon skyrocketing. "Where is he now?" she asked, leaning forward. Sirius glanced towards the door. "He's upstairs in one of the bedrooms. Second floor, third door on the right. I probably shouldn't have left him alone, since I'm sure he has a concussion, but I needed to contact you so that you could hopefully get a healer to patch him up." Minerva nodded her ...