1. Harry Potter Promise NR.5


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

    way, or if their bond just didn't stretch as far as wherever he was now. She hoped it was the latter, and wherever he was, he was fighting. "Get the others," she decided. "We'll watch him, and if he tries something, we stun." Hermione nodded, and gestured for Ron, Neville, and Susan to follow them, while the adults were all heading over to Dumbledore and Minerva to find out what was going on. The two girls explained to the others what they had observed, and the five students discreetly got into a position where they could watch their Defense professor and be ready to act, should the situation require it. XXX Harry braced his legs for impact, and hit the ground with a thud, jarring his knees, but thankfully remaining standing. The cup rolled away, and Cedric picked himself up shakily. "A portkey?" he asked. Harry nodded, the feeling of dread curling in his stomach. He tried to reach out to Ginny, but he couldn't seem to feel her. Apparently, their bond was not quite strong enough to reach across the distance between them. Not that he had any idea where he was right now. It appeared to be a graveyard, and Harry studied a few gravestones, before he came to one in particular. Tom Riddle, 1905-1943 was written on one stone. His stomach dropped, and Harry quickly made his way back to Cedric. "We need to get out of here," he said urgently, keeping his voice down. Cedric looked confused, but didn't argue as the two tried to hurry back to the cup. Before they reached it, however, a ...
    third figure entered the graveyard. Harry felt a headache coming on, but it wasn't bad enough to be debilitating. "Kill the spare," a hissing sound came from the bundle the third figure was carrying. "Avada Kedavra!" A jet of green light made its way towards the two students, and with a shout, Harry threw himself on top of Cedric, feeling the heat of the spell as it passed over his shoulder. The two scrambled behind a nearby gravestone. Cedric looked at Harry. "What do you reckon?" he asked quietly. Harry deliberated for a moment. It was clearly him they wanted. If Cedric could get out of there, he would be safe. Unfortunately, the cup was the only way he could think of to get out, and he didn't know where it was, and he couldn't risk standing up to search for it. There was only one option he could think of. Harry was grateful at that moment that he had been practicing the disillusionment charm. He looked Cedric in the eye, and the older boy was surprised by the heaviness he saw there. "I'm sorry about this," Harry whispered, before he petrified his friend. Cedric felt himself freeze up; he tried to will himself to move, but he couldn't. Harry's next spell felt like a raw egg being cracked on his head, and without even looking, he knew he had been disillusioned. Harry's last look was one of pain, as he whispered, "Tell Ginny I love her," before he stood up and walked around the gravestone. The stunner caught Harry in the shoulder, and the world went dark. He woke some time ...
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