1. Harry Potter Promise NR.10


    Date: 5/4/2016, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    Sirius. "Sirius, you're the one who got me the broom. Is it all right if I give it to Ginny?" Sirius grinned. "It's your broom, Harry. It's up to you." Harry beamed and looked at Ginny. "Well?" Ginny didn't say anything, but the way she launched herself at her boyfriend and tackled him in a huge hug, kissing him passionately, pretty much said she accepted the gift. Everyone laughed and smiled, and when they all settled down a few minutes later, Tonks reached for her last present. It had a little note saying 'open last' on it, and she removed the ribbon, confused as to why she had to wait for this one. Remus shifted slightly away, getting ready; he knew what was inside, of course – it was from him, after all. Tonks removed the paper, to reveal a small jewelry box. Furrowing her brow, she flipped up the lid and promptly screamed, her hair going from pink to purple and back. She looked up to find Remus kneeling in front of her, a nervous expression on his face. "Nymphadora Tonks," he ignored the annoyance on her face as he used her full name, "Will you marry me?" Tonks beamed and threw her arms around his neck. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!" she shrieked, as they toppled over onto the floor. Around the room, everyone was laughing and clapping as Remus sat up, pulling Tonks with him. His grin could have lit the room, as he pulled the box out of his fiancée's hand and took the ring out, slipping it onto her finger. They accepted congratulations, before Minerva suggested they get ...
    cleaned up and ready for lunch, which would be served shortly. XXX The day passed by quietly, with the teens disappearing to watch movies and play video games, while the adults spent some time with Amelia and Sirius, talking about the wedding, and any other lighthearted topics – nothing war related. They just wanted to relax today. In the Entertainments Suite, the group broke up to different activities; towards the late afternoon, the boys all ended up playing video games, with much shouting at the telly, while the girls drifted off to the opposite corner with several magazines. Hermione frowned when she noticed that Susan's attention was elsewhere. "What's going on, Sue?" she asked quietly, setting down the copy of Witch Weekly that she had been reading. Susan looked over, startled. "Huh?" she asked distractedly. Ginny looked over as well, her attention drawn from the edition of the Quibbler she had been reading. Hermione raised an eyebrow. "You seem much more interested in a certain sixth year Gryffindor than you are in that magazine." Susan sighed, looking down at her lap. "It's so stupid," she muttered. When neither of her friends seemed to be willing to accept that response, she groaned. "We broke up. We agreed that it was all right if we saw other people. But why did he have to choose one of my best friends?" Hermione and Ginny shared a knowing look, before Ginny leaned forward. "Are you sure you're not upset because you still have feelings for him?" Susan glared at her, but ...