1. Harry Potter Promise NR.1


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

    her cursing. What on earth had happened in the last few days? Looking up at her audience, she took note of their worried expressions, and almost smiled. She knew Minerva had her favorites, even if she didn't outwardly show them. And Harry Potter was definitely a favorite. She remembered a night almost thirteen years ago, when the two of them had spent the evening at the Three Broomsticks, and under the influence of a few too many drinks, Minerva had told her about Albus leaving the young Potter heir on the doorstep of his aunt and uncle's house in the middle of the night. She had listened to her longtime friend's concerns about the type of people those muggles were, and her grief that she couldn't give young Harry a proper home. Poppy sighed. "It's a good thing you got him when you did," she informed them. Noting their startled looks, she figured it might be what she had said, but her level of understanding may also play a role in their surprise. She shook her head, rummaging in her bag for a few potions as she elaborated, "I've had this boy as a patient quite often. Several things never added up. I'll need to do a deeper scan later, but for now, I'll treat his immediate injuries. Mr. Potter is suffering from a concussion, fractured collarbone, two broken ribs, one cracked rib, and a fractured wrist." She saw their worry change to horror, and hurried to assure them that he would be all right. "I don't foresee any complications, though I am beginning to think it might be ...
    best to get to work on some of the previously untreated injuries. He has had several broken ribs before, and that wrist has also been broken, as has his leg; none of them properly healed." Both Sirius and Minerva made sounds reminiscent of their animagus forms, causing Poppy to lean back in surprise. She frowned, but continued, pulling out the potions she needed. "I've got a few potions that I can spell directly into his stomach; the concussion worries me, though fortunately there's no sign of any skull damage. I'll feel better when he wakes up, but perhaps it's for the best that he won't be conscious for me to heal his broken bones." Minerva and Sirius nodded their understanding, and settled back to wait for the mediwitch to work her own special brand of magic. The first thing she did was spell a sleep aid into Harry's stomach. It wasn't her first choice, but it would help if he could sleep through the worst of the healing process. With the concussion, there wasn't much she could do but wait for him to wake up. She wasn't too worried, though her readings did inform her of a rather sizeable knot on the back of his head. She guessed he had hit it on something, perhaps the floor, or a piece of furniture. She wished she could give him some pain relievers, but the Skele-Gro would render them useless. She decided that it would be much better to just get all the healing done now, rather than heal some injuries with spells, only to have to re-heal them later with Skele-Gro. The ribs ...
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