1. Harry Potter NR.1


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

    James answered her. "It was much more sacrificial than James is letting on," Sirius added quietly. Becca nodded. Sirius had told her about The War. That the terrible weather and the many murders in the papers had been the result of The War. Most of the time, he preferred not to talk about it and she never pressed. She'd seen his scars both physically and emotionally. She knew he'd lost his brother in a similar fashion. "Have you gone to see her?" Lily asked. "We went once but thought it might be strange since we don't know her parents." James smiled. "Saw her outside playing with her twin brothers. She's a great flyer." "I met her once, at the Ministry. I was talking to her dad and Molly came by with her. She called me Mr. Black," he said with a smile and a shake of his head. Severely confused, Becca wondered if wizards and witches were reincarnated. They spoke about her as if she was growing up all over again. But before she could ask the subject was changed again and her attention was captivated by James transfiguring random objects into variously sized rubber chickens. Six years later "What did you say to Professor Snape?" a twelve year old, and very flabbergasted Ron Weasley asked his younger sister at dinner that evening. The entire Great Hall was buzzing. "It's all around the school. I heard he gave you thirty points throughout your first class!" Hermione Granger scowled, slightly jealous. "How'd you get Snape to like you?" Harry Potter asked and Ginny could've thrown ...
    up with joy. Harry Potter, the Harry Potter was actually talking to her. "Do me loads of help in Potions if he didn't bark at me every time I took a breath." "He throws points at you like confetti," Ron complained, shoving an overloaded spoon of sweet potatoes into his already full mouth. In complete honesty, Ginny had no idea what had happened in her first Potions lesson to earn those thirty-five points Snape had given her. Like every other first year, Ginny had walked into the dungeon classroom absolutely terrified of the man. For the majority of the summer she'd listened to her older brothers telling her terrible stories of how he treated his students, especially if they weren't in Slytherin, especially if they were in Gryffindor. He hated Gryffindors, was severely strict, nasty, and greasy. At the end of the summer Harry had come to stay with them and solidified her brothers' stories with his own testimonials, which were just as bad if not worse than her brothers'. Professor Snape had displayed precisely the image the boys had illustrated for her. He was short with them all, barked quick directions none of them understood, and yes, was rather greasy. He was so intimidating Ginny had ducked her head away from him when he passed by her, trying to stay away from his attention. Everything changed when he decided to call roll. Of course, her name had been last. "Ginny Weas – Weasley?" he seemed to just barely stammer out and his eyes moved for the first time from the parchment ...
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