Harry And Sirius Novels & Stories

Harry unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He stepped closer. “Trust me, Ivy. We don’t need the healer or the antidote. This way, we’ll even have our own pup… You’ll have to be my mate then, won’t you?” He reached out and lifted my chin. “Even in this life, you can never escape me. You’ll always be mine, Ivy.” As my consciousness faded, it hit me. Harry had come back from past, too.

Harry had a nominal kinship with the boss here as his godfather and son, despite that, even he dared not enter Room 888. “Are you deaf? Can’t you hear me?” Harry shouted as he strode forward and grabbed Darryl by his collar. ‘Haha, Jade the goddess is here, if I beat this punk’s ass it’ll show how mighty I am, right?’ thought Harry while he called out. Immediately, twenty over burly men rushed into Room 888. They were all bouncers at the Moonlit River Bar. “What’s wrong, Harry?” The burly men asked. Harry turned to look at Jade and laughed, “Miss Jade, how should I deal with this guy?”

"Yes, Master." As soon as we opened the door, Harry dashed out. Instead of heading straight for the center of the vampire group, he led them to one side, seemingly aiming to draw them away from me so I could confront Roy from another angle. His combat prowess was exceptional; without Lisa's support, he had already dispatched several vampires. When Lisa joined the fray, their teamwork was seamless, and the vampires fell faster and faster. Some who tried to scheme were immediately caught by Ethan's watchful eye and held in place, awaiting Harry's judgment.

I stifle a moan of annoyance. “Ah, Jack!” Sirius says enthusiastically, extending his hand. Jack is confused, having not met Sirius before. I sigh. “Jack, meet Sirius. Sirius, this is Jack.” They shake hands. Sirius’s scrutiny returns, darkening his features as he takes Jack in. I could have sworn he smells the air, as if trying to take in his scent. “Nice to meet you, Sirius.” Jack says skeptically. He turns to Lo. “So where are we going?”

Sir Harry yelled. When Sir Harry arrived, I noticed my father was surprised... Was he familiar with Sir Harry? "Harry? What exactly are you doing here? Don't worry if Sheena is what you're looking for. She's all right," Sir Harry turned around, but his eyes widened as he looked at Dad, and I was surprised that he angrily threatened Dad. I got up as well to take Sir Harry away. "You! I recognize you! I recognized you from my sister's funeral! You're also the person I saw wandering around the mansion! What do you have to do with the disappearance of my sister?!" Sir Harry confronted him angrily.

After the trial, when Sirius Black was asked about what he would do now that he was a free man again, he answered the following: "I would like to have a good talk with my godson, Harry, you know? To know him again. It was said to me that he is in his second year at Hogwarts and plays as a seeker for Gryffindor's team, so we at least have an ice breaker to start the conversation. I will continue my medical treatment in St. Mungos too. Eleven years of Azkaban left some scars on my body. After that? I don't know yet what I will do, but I read that Hogwarts will be hiring new Defence Against the Dark Arts teachers, so maybe I can get a job. Who knows?"

I hadn’t gone through the trouble of making Arwyn my partner just to have half the hunt join us. As if on cue, Sirius Black rode by, casting a sly glance in my direction. "I do hope we work side by side, Your Grace," he said with a smile before riding ahead. I clenched my fists tightly on the reins, struggling to keep my frustration in check. What should have been a simple hunt with Arwyn was quickly spiraling out of control. I had to find a way to get things back on track—or risk losing the chance to spend time with her altogether.

“I just wanted to come first.” “Come in,” James said. They sat across from each other. Silence hung thick between them. “Did someone from the past contact you?” James asked directly. Harry froze. His breath caught for a moment—too long for a clean lie. “Yes,” he said at last. “But I turned them down.” “Was my name mentioned?” James met his gaze steadily. Harry lowered his eyes. “Not officially.” It wasn’t an answer. James felt it. At the same time, small footsteps sounded in the hallway. Ethan appeared, still drowsy. “Papa?”

Then they turned it around on us. "What about you two?" Big Mike asked, pointing between me and Harry. "How long have you worked together?" "Today is literally my first day," Harry said. "You’re doing great. Soon you’d be like our superhero princess! Listen to her ok, if you don't will make sure you do” Mike warned him jokingly. Superhero princess? Not bad. Harry's phone rang interrupting the talk. Harry looked like he was about to enter the ground as he picked and I looked at him apologetic knowing it was his mom yet again.

Harry was sitting on the bed, flashing his smile. "You!" Sarra was quite surprised to see her. "What are you doing here?" Sarra approached Harry, who remained unmoved in his place. "About the promise," he replied lightly. "What promise?" Sarra snapped quickly. "Are you pretending to forget or do you really want to run away from me?" Harry stared at him intensely. Stupid Sarah. He was the one who said he would return Harry's feelings if he succeeded in getting Lerina healed, and this was sooner than he should have.