1. Harry Potter NR.1


    Date: 8/4/2017, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Non-Erotic, Author: zimbi, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    gone." Awner held out the only token Ginny wished least to see - a small silver locket with the shape of a snake encrusted in green emeralds. The house elf crumbled to a heap on the floor, sobbing, banging her fists on the wooden floor. Tears, hot and fast, fell from Ginny's eyes. She allowed herself to collapse into the sofa, curling her knees beneath her. Her eyes became red and blotchy, puffed and painful for her very first true and loyal friend in this decade… After a few hours she slowly came to the realization that there was only one other time she'd cried so openly, so hard: nearly four years ago when her world had come crashing around her for the first time. Sirius walked through the front door and noticed Awner first. "There you are Awner, we've been looking for you for hours." But then Sirius saw her. She'd stopped crying, not because she'd finished but because her eyes could not produce anymore tears to deliver down her cheeks. But she lay still on the sofa rolled up into a ball. "Ginny, what happened?" Sirius asked, dropping everything in his hands where he stood and running to her. He knelt beside her brushing away soggy strands of hair from her face and rubbing her cheek with his thumb soothingly. In reply she merely held out the locket to him and he froze. She stared off at a blank wall. Gingerly taking it from her outstretched hand Sirius's breathing became strained. He gazed down at the locket as if it was the thing that had pulled Regulus deep into the ...
    clutches of an icy lake filled with dead bodies and saw to it that he drowned, that he was torn limb from limb by the sickly dead white hands. And in a way the locket itself was truly the culprit. He screamed and Ginny flinched. He threw the locket with as much force as he could muster across the room where it left a decently sized dent in the white wall. Slipping his wand from his sleeve he cast curse after curse. "Reducto! Confringo! Diffindo! Exumai! Bombarda!" But this was fruitless. The locket remained unharmed while deep gaping holes were made in the surrounding floorboards. "Crucio!" he bellowed. Sirius picked up the locket and threw it again over the sofa where Ginny laid and into the wall behind it. This time it stuck and its chain dangled like a bloody noose. "Defodio!" He lifted the locket from the floor now that it had been gouged from the wall. Pacing madly with it in hand he seemed to come to a realization and headed into the hallway. He disappeared into Ginny's room for only a moment and emerged with one basilisk fang clutched like a scythe in his hand. He readied the locket on the kitchen table. Ginny closed her eyes but winced every time he plunged the fang deeper into the locket, through even the table below it. With both hands Sirius held the fang, brought it up far above his head and slammed it into the locket as hard as he could. At some point the force made the locket clink open. Again. Again. The locket emitted a sound like Ginny had never heard before but ...
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