1. Harry Potter Promise NR.12


    Date: 5/3/2016, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 91.3, Source: sexstories.com

    beforehand, so I don't have to worry about it after." Ginny smirked. "Scared of upsetting your Veela during the honeymoon?" Bill colored slightly. "We're not really taking a honeymoon in the traditional sense," he admitted. "We decided to save a real trip for when the war is over. For now, we're both needed here." Minerva smiled softly. "Very responsible of you, Bill. We all thank you for your dedication to the cause." Sirius nodded. "I understand," he said, and they all knew he did. He and Amelia had made the same decision to hold off on a lengthy honeymoon as well. "When you do go, let me know where you're thinking. The Black Family has many properties around Europe and the Mediterranean, any of which I would be happy to lend you." Bill gaped for a moment, before nodding. "Thanks." Ginny coughed. "We should get home before mum has a fit," she reminded him. Bill winced and nodded quickly. "You're right," he agreed, standing up. "Thank you for bringing me into this. We'll see you later." They all nodded and said their goodbyes before the two Weasleys headed to the Floo. XXX At the next meeting of their circle that weekend, the twins presented their completed listening devices, to congratulations all around. "Thanks to the notes Harry gave us, and with dad helping, we've got them to work off of passive magic," Fred beamed. "We ended up enchanting muggle batteries and shielding them, to get them to work without active magic powering it." "Lots of little details," George ...
    brushed off. "But the important part is that they work. If Professor Snape can plant them at the next meeting, they should come in handy." Snape nodded slightly. "I will do my best, and let you know when they're planted." With that, they moved on to other topics. XXX The next afternoon, Sirius apparated to a familiar dilapidated old house. He looked around nostalgically, remembering the nights he had spent at school, running around the grounds with a werewolf. Shaking himself off, he left the Shrieking Shack, but didn't go far. A few minutes later, Narcissa appeared as if from nowhere. She brushed herself off regally, and glanced at the rundown shack, before turning her attention to her cousin. "Sirius," she murmured as soon as she was close enough to not have to shout. Sirius nodded austerely, and held out his hand. Narcissa placed hers in it, and the Black Lord raised it to his lips, brushing a light kiss across the knuckles. "Cousin. You're looking well." Narcissa barely refrained from rolling her eyes. "Lying is unseemly, Sirius," she replied, arching one perfectly groomed eyebrow. Sirius chuckled. "Noted." He glanced around at the dreary setting, and then turned back to Narcissa. "I apologize for the scenery. I thought it best to meet somewhere without people nearby, and neutral. Forgive me for saying that I do not trust you enough yet to allow you to my home." Narcissa nodded. "I understand. Has Severus told you everything?" Sirius inclined his head. "He's told me that your ...
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