1. Harry Potter NR.1


    Date: 7/15/2017, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    this." "Stick to your plan Harry" said Hermione. "It will all work out. We will wait for you in the common room and see you afterwards." Chapter Six – Dolores Harry left the Great Hall and his friends at five minutes before 5:00 and headed for Umbridge's office. When he arrived he knocked politely on her office door. After a few seconds he heard "come in" so he entered slowly and noticed the entire office was bathed in a sickening pink color. She had on that same pink cardigan that she wore at the opening feast and in class. "Good evening, Mr. Potter" she said sweetly in a girlish voice. "Good evening, Professor" said Harry politely. "Have a seat over there. You are going to write some lines." "Yes, ma'am." Harry sat down and reached into his bag to retrieve his quill and ink. A piece of parchment was already sitting on the table where he would be working. "You will not need any of your supplies, Mr. Potter. I want you to use a very special quill of mine." She picked up a black feathered quill and walked over to Harry and laid it on the piece of parchment he was to write on. "I want you to write 'I must not tell lies'." "Okay, Professor. If you say so. How many times would you like me to write it?" asked Harry staying as polite as he could. "Until it has sufficient time to sink in, Mr. Potter." "Professor, you did not provide any ink with your quill." "As I said, Mr. Potter, that is a special quill and it does not require any ink." Harry focused on the parchment and wrote ...
    the first line. As soon as he completed it he noticed a pain in his left hand. When he looked he saw the same words he had just written being carved into the back of his hand. He stopped and looked at the quill carefully. He then looked down at what he wrote and noticed the ink was the same color as his blood. He reached out with his magic to see if he could feel the magic in the quill. It felt dark, like it was cursed. Harry jumped up from his seat and turned toward Umbridge. "You have purposely had me use a dark and cursed object that has caused damage to my hand. I am taking this quill to Professor Dumbledore and reporting you." This surprised Umbridge. She was not expecting Harry to react that way against authority so she decided to take preventive action and teach him a lesson. Harry headed toward her door but while his back was turned he heard what he never thought he would hear from a professor. "Crucio!" cried Umbridge, casting the unforgiveable curse at Harry. The curse hit Harry square in the back. He fell to the floor and was writhing around in agony. Harry started to focus using his karate training to get rid of the pain but she released it after just a few seconds. Harry went ahead and finished focusing to shut down any tremors. While doing that he began standing up. Before he was fully standing, however, he heard another unforgiveable. "Imperio!" Harry completed standing and felt the familiar floating sensation. All his worries had just melted away. Then he heard ...
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