1. Harry Potter Promise NR.5


    Date: 10/20/2017, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    towards the center of the lake. He had been practicing nonverbal spells, and was proficient with most first and second year spells by this point; he had made a point to learn the warming charm specifically, knowing that it would be cold in the lake. Once more, he cursed whoever's brilliant idea it was to have eight people spend an hour in a lake in Scotland in February. Honestly, hadn't the wizarding world ever heard of hypothermia? Minerva left him with the other champions, offering him nothing more than a hug and a "good luck". She knew he was worried. It was all over his face. The rest of the school streamed out after breakfast, and gathered on the platforms created specially for this task, as Harry and the others stripped down to their bathing costumes. Harry felt the comforting presence both of his wand in its holster on his arm – he noted that Cedric was also wearing his own holster, courtesy of Harry for Christmas – and the small knife he had strapped to his thigh. It wasn't much, but it would help in a pinch. Harry noted in a detached way that Crouch was still absent, and Percy was taking his place as a judge. He wondered if that would be good or bad for him. He had always liked the studious Weasley the least of Ginny's brothers, and he didn't think the older boy was quite as thrilled as his younger brothers at Harry's relationship with his sister. On the other hand, he did know Percy, and he thought his conversation at the Yule Ball might have had an impact. Just ...
    before nine o'clock, Bagman used the sonorous charm to announce the beginning of the task. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the second task of the Triwizard Tournament! Last night, something was taken from each champion and placed in the Black Lake. The champions will have one hour to retrieve what has been taken from them. On my mark!" Harry pulled out the Gillyweed, shoving it into his mouth and trying not to gag at the slimy plant. Bagman counted down, and on the whistle, Harry wasted no time in jumping into the lake, feeling the gills begin to grow on his neck. He quickly made his way towards the center of the lake, staying within a few feet of the surface. It was a game plan he and his friends had created; since they knew approximately where the village was, he could estimate the correct place to dive, and wouldn't have to worry about grindylows, or any other obstacles that preferred the deeper parts of the lake. Harry reached what he guessed to be the middle of the lake, and dove. His webbed hands and feet propelled him swiftly down, and as he reached the bottom of the lake, he saw that he was pretty accurate; barely twenty feet away was a rather aquatically beautiful village; as he swam through, he observed what looked like reed huts, with seaweed roofs. Several walls appeared to be made of mosaics, created by shells and rocks. In the center of the village, four people were tied. On the far left was Hermione, obviously Viktor's captive, though they were nothing more ...
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