1. Harry Potter Promise NR.7


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

    emotions. How could anyone actually use a Blood Quill on a student? She also had to figure out what to tell Sirius. By his lack of presence, she guessed that Minerva hadn't done so yet. Her thoughts ate up quite a bit of time, as they reached the hospital wing, and Poppy immediately bustled Harry into a bed and took a few photos on Amelia's request – for judicial purposes – before she started rubbing a salve on his hand. When Poppy was finished, she wrapped his hand in bandages, and implored him to get some rest. His protests about staying in the hospital wing for the night fell on deaf ears, as Minerva nodded her approval of the plan. "Poppy, could you give us a moment?" Amelia asked courteously, though she obviously didn't expect to be denied. Poppy looked at the two women, and sighed. "Five minutes, and then Mr. Potter needs to get some rest." Amelia nodded her understanding, and smiled her thanks, as the mediwitch disappeared into her office. The smile dropped as she turned back to face Harry, who was sitting on the bed looking like he was about to face the executioner. "Harry, you're not in trouble," Amelia stressed. "I just want to ask you to tell me what happened." Harry looked up at his godfather's girlfriend, and nodded. He took a deep breath to steady himself, before he told them, starting with the events leading up to his first week of detentions, and then the events surrounding the most recent one. Minerva had to steady herself at hearing about Malfoy's hex. ...
    Something needed to be done about that boy, and unfortunately, she doubted Dumbledore ever would. His patented 'second chance' seemed to stretch and cover countless indiscretions and transgressions. Amelia took notes, and when Harry was finished, she looked back up. "Thank you, Harry. I understand that this must be hard for you." Harry bit his lip. "What's going to happen now?" he asked, looking between Amelia and Minerva. The two women shared a look. "Delores will face trial for her crimes," Amelia stated firmly. "I'm fairly certain I can get her sentenced to Azkaban for the foreseeable future." She once more looked at Minerva, conveying her thoughts for how to use the situation. "As she was sent here by Cornelius, this may be the very nail in his coffin that we've been looking for." "Are you certain that's wise?" Everyone turned to look at the entrance, where Dumbledore was standing, having just entered. "What do you mean?" Amelia asked, guarded. Dumbledore sighed. "With the current climate as it is, and Voldemort's threat, I'm not sure it would be wise to destabilize the government." Amelia almost glowered. "So you want to keep a corrupt Minister in office, in order to deal with a corrupt Ministry?" Dumbledore folded his hands together in front of him. "We will deal with Cornelius and the Ministry, Amelia. I just don't believe it is sensible to do so at this time." Amelia's smile was razor sharp. "Well, fortunately for me, I don't need your permission. If we are to have any ...
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