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Harry Potter Promise NR.7

Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 91.9, Source: sexstories.com

luck just didn't swing that way. 'I will respect my betters.' His hand sliced open again. He waited for the words to fade back into the skin, but they didn't. The blood ran down his fingers, staining the page with drops, blurring a few previous lines he had written. "Is something the matter, Mr. Potter?" Harry looked up to see Umbridge smiling at him sweetly. He realized that he had paused long enough for her to notice, so he shook his head and wrote the next line. Time passed, much slower than normal, as Harry continued to write lines. He felt like it had to be close to midnight by now, but when he glanced at his watch, it was barely passed dinnertime. The sound of the door slamming open startled both of the room's occupants. Harry looked up, surprised, and wasn't sure if he was relieved or apprehensive, as the intruders made their way into the classroom. Minerva went straight to her charge, pulling him out of his seat as she held onto his injured hand gently, examining it with a disapproving look on her face. Umbridge started stuttering threats and denials, telling them they had no right to intrude and that Harry was using the Quill of his own free will, but Amelia just gestured for her two Aurors, Kingsley and Tonks, to arrest the woman. "The use of a Blood Quill is highly restricted, Madam Umbridge," the head of the DMLE stated idly, looking for all the world like she was discussing the weather, but those who knew her well would be able to see her anger and disgust. "I ... highly doubt you have permission to use such an object on a student. I highly doubt you have permission to own such an object." She jerked her head at Kingsley, who understood, and with Tonks' help, dragged the still struggling woman out of the room. Tonks did not look pleased, and pulled out her wand, silencing the inane shouts as they escorted her out of the castle. Harry looked at the adults left in the room. Dumbledore was still standing by the door, but he looked furious. Minerva drew his attention back to her. "Harry, why didn't you tell me last time?" she asked, trying to understand how he could be so foolish. Harry shrugged, studying his shoes. "I didn't want to let her win," he admitted quietly, ashamed. Minerva sighed, exasperated, and drew him into a hug. "Harry, how many times have I told you that it's my job to protect you? How can I do that if you won't let me?" Harry didn't reply, he just burrowed deeper into his guardian's comforting embrace. Dumbledore shifted in his spot. "I must contact Cornelius," he said, before disappearing to do just that. Amelia watched the headmaster leave, before she turned back to the remaining two people in the room. Minerva moved slightly so that she was facing the DMLE head. Their eyes met, and an understanding passed between them. The Transfiguration Professor adjusted her hold on her charge, and led him out of the room, heading straight for the hospital wing. Amelia followed them, trying to come to terms with her own turbulent ...