1. Harry Potter Promise NR.10


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

    players after all! If you'll excuse me, I need to get back to the other guests. Cheerio!" He disappeared back into the crowd, and Gwenog rolled her eyes. "Sorry about that," she said to Harry. "He means well, he's just a little…" words seemed to fail her, but Harry nodded his understanding. "Yeah, he is," he agreed. Gwenog smiled, this time a little more genuinely. "He was right, though, we do have a little in common. I've heard a bit about your Quidditch exploits. You've got some great moves under your belt." Harry blushed slightly, but smiled his thanks. Next to him, Ginny seemed to be in a state of shock. Her dream was to play for the Holyhead Harpies, and here was the team's Captain, standing right there, talking like one person to another. Harry looked over at his girlfriend, amused by her silence. She wasn't normally so star struck, but he knew that she really wanted to play Quidditch professionally, so he understood her sudden silence. "This is my girlfriend Ginny," he introduced, nudging the redhead girl slightly. "She's a chaser, and a damn good one at that." Gwenog raised an eyebrow. "It's nice to meet you, Ginny. You like to play?" Ginny coughed and nodded, trying to snap out of it. "Oh yes," she grinned. "I'd love to play professionally." Gwenog tilted her head slightly. "Perhaps I'll have to make a trip out here for a game sometime. If you're any good, I'm sure we'd love to have you." Ginny felt her heart soar. "I'd appreciate that," she replied. "I know how ...
    hard it is to actually get into the game as a pro." Gwenog nodded, agreeing. "It is difficult, but if you've got the talent and the drive, I'm sure you'll make it." Ginny smiled. "Thanks," she blushed. Gwenog glanced around the room. "It was nice to meet you, Harry, Ginny, but I think I've done enough socializing for the night. I'm sure I'll see you again sometime." She shook both their hands before disappearing into the crowd. Ginny felt hot all of a sudden, and Harry smirked. "Star struck?" he asked impishly. Ginny growled lightly and shoved him playfully. "Shut up," she muttered. "Gwenog Jones is like my idol. You know how much I'd love to play with the Harpies." Harry nodded, putting an arm across her shoulders. "I know, Gin," he soothed. "I was just teasing. She seemed like a nice person." Ginny smiled. "Yeah. I hope she does come to see a game sometime. I do have a couple of years though." Harry nodded, and they headed off to get another drink. A while later found Harry and Ginny alone near the refreshment table. Their friends had dispersed to talk with various visiting contacts of Slughorn's. Hermione had introduced herself to a renowned author of Transfiguration textbooks, including the one they were using for the current school year, while Ron dutifully stood by her side, trying to be interested in the conversation as he ate his way through a plate of snacks. Blaise and Daphne had met a renowned Potions Mistress, and were thoroughly engaged in fascinated conversation, ...
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