Chapter 99

He did, however, take notice when none other than Daphne Greengrass walked into his line of sight. Even though his face revealed nothing, her appearance left him stunned and breathless. Was it just him, or did she look even more stunning than the last time he saw her?

Her honey blond hair was the same as it always was, gently flowing down her head and shoulders in waves and framing a face of aristocratic perfection with higher than average cheekbones that retained their softness, ensuring that the harsher angles and shadows often found on women with a profile like hers were nonexistent. Her blue eyes were the same as always, chips of crystalline ice to everyone except those who knew her. Set in between them was a small, slightly upturned nose that held a gentle curve that made it her lovely features all the more attractive.

And below that were her lips. Slightly pink, moist looking cupid bow lips. What Harry wouldn't give to claim those lips with his own and...

Harry blinked, then took a calming breath. He pictured an image of a vast mountain range within his head and a never ending blue sky. The erection that had been threatening to make itself known stopped and soon began to deflate.

It was pleasing to feel his arousal going down before it could truly become an issue. The last thing he needed was to become visibly aroused by the sight of his friend. Not only would it likely ruin his chances of giving Daphne more freedom, it would also be incredibly humiliating to be seen like that by three people, one of whom frightened him, another who was his best magical friend, and the last who he did not know at all.

With his body still feeling quite warm, but no longer in threat of turning into something more, Harry could finish his observation of his friend.

She was wearing very light dress robes in a soft blue color that managed to bring out her eyes. Unlike the one she had worn at the New Year Gala, this robe was more in line with normal wizarding robes with the exception that it was obviously much more expensive and made of a lighter material.

The material used was obviously silk, or some form of silk. It was too light to be acromantula silk, which left Harry slightly baffled as to the fabric it was made from. Whatever the case was, Harry could not deny it looked good on her.

Really good. Because the robes were made out of such a light material they did not do as good a job at hiding her body. While loose fitting like all standard wizard ware, the material was thin enough that Harry could partially see the way her body was developing. In particular, Harry noticed that Daphne Greengrass was beginning to grow breasts. They were larger than Lisa's, but smaller than Selene's. He didn't know what her size was, but he could tell that she had already started wearing a bra.

Despite doing his best to keep his mind clear, Harry could not help but find himself wondering what else was being hidden under those robes.

Harry also wondered if he was damned to check out all of his female friends every time he met one of them from now on. That was not a very pleasant thought.

Correction: the thought actually left him highly aroused but also incredibly embarrassed, which was what he found unpleasant, not the thoughts themselves.

And all these thoughts and counter arguments to his previous thoughts were beginning to confuse Harry, who was unsure what he should be feeling or thinking at the moment. Thankfully, no one seemed to be focusing on him right now; Daphne was focusing on her father and her father was focused on... someone behind him?

"Oh my gosh! Are you really Harry Potter?"

Ok, so maybe someone was focusing on him.

At the sound of his name being called, Harry turned around and found himself staring at a younger version of Daphne. The only differences Harry could discern aside from a few deceptively small ones like a slight variation in the shape of her eyes, was the shoulder length blond hair that was a shade darker than his friends, and the ocean green eyes. Other than that, she could pass for Daphne's younger clone.

Which, of course, meant that this girl had to be Daphne's sister.

"Astoria," Nathaniel Greengrass' voice, while still dead, sounded almost as if there was a small hint of anger to it. Or maybe that was just feeling of danger he was getting from the atmosphere. "What are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay in your room."

Astoria flinched.

"I... I was in my room," she defended herself. Harry saw her lips trembling. "Daphne had been with me when Alfred came to get her..."

"And so you just decided that you would follow Daphne when I explicitly asked for just her," Nathaniel Greengrass interrupted anything Astoria might have said to defend herself further.

Astoria flinched.

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