1. Harry Potter Promise NR.14


    Date: 7/12/2016, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 86.4, Source: sexstories.com

    course, dear. Just be careful." Elisa scampered off towards Lily, and the two girls began whispering and giggling. Susan watched fondly. "They grow up so fast." Neville slung an arm across her shoulders. "I know. I just wish I could keep her with me and safe from the world." He glanced at his fifteen-year-old son. "Him, I wish I could give to Fred and George, and let them reap the benefits of their actions. Why did they have to turn my son into a prankster?!" Harry snorted. "More likely, the three of them would just burn the world down with Weasleys Wizarding Whizbangs." "Did we hear –" "Someone calling us?" The adults turned and greeted Fred and George, as well as their respective wives – in a move that had surprised no one, Fred had proposed to Angelina Johnson shortly after Harry and Ginny's wedding. Just after that, George had proposed to Alicia Spinnet, and a few months later, the two had wed in a rather large and ostentatious double wedding. It constantly amused Harry that the duo had had kids within a few months of each other, a set of twins each. Honestly though, the twin part wasn't that surprising. Twins seemed to run in the Prewett line, something Molly had told him when he and Ginny had found out about Ronnie and Tori. It was, however, annoying for Harry and Ginny to have to deal with their eldest son, who had been corrupted at an early age, by Fred's Bryce and Braxton, and George's Brigit and Bryan. As they were all the same age, they immediately became friends, ...
    clicking much the way Harry and Ron had, right from the start. Neville rolled his eyes. "We were just bemoaning the fact that you've corrupted my son." Harry snorted. "Bad enough you already got to James, you had to get Frankie too?" Fred and George beamed. "What's life without pranks?" they chorused in unison, before each being smacked in the stomach by their wives. "Oof!" Neville sighed. "Do you know how many times I've had to go to Minerva's office to deal with some prank Frankie was involved in? And more often than not, both sets of twins were in on it." Harry shook his head. "I'm glad I'm not there full time," he commented. "It's bad enough to get letters from Minerva about how much like his uncles James is. I made the mistake once of asking which uncle." "What did she say?" Fred asked curiously. Harry glared at him. "All of them. Sirius, Remus, you two, you're all bad influences." "Be thankful it's just letters," Neville advised. As the Herbology professor, a position he had obtained when Pomona had decided to retire nine years ago, Minerva didn't need to waste time sending him a letter. She just had to summon him to the Headmistress' office, and tell him in great detail about his son's most recent exploits. "I hear complaining," Blaise commented as he and Luna joined them. Neville shrugged. "Just idle moaning. Nothing to worry about." Blaise snorted, and Luna peered at him curiously. "Have the humblingers gotten to you?" she asked seriously. Neville shook his head but ...
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