Harry Potter James Sirius Potter Novels & Stories

‘My apologies for disturbing you Sir’ Jack saluted smartly and I sat beside him, ‘Private, why are you here with Sirius? The General looked surprised and then shocked as Jack explained why he was there, ‘Sirius and I will be working together from now on, he needs a handler who understands him and I am that person. We are now a team and it is time you put us to work, Sirius is special he has been developed as an aid to the British Military it is imperative

Sirius felt the sudden heat as he quietly spoke. "Say my name again." June looked at Sirius with a confused expression. "What?" "Say my name and I will put you down." "Sirius," June blurted out immediately. Sirius smiled. Just like poetry. [Male lead's favorability rate towards June Weng +5 current favorability rate 50%] "I was kidding," Sirius said, "but I will keep my promise if you tell Miss sourpuss here that I will be the one giving you a ride to school."

He says in her ear, with his typical arrogant smirk on his face. And it's truly, not the threat itself that makes Astrid agree, but that sparkle of excitement in his eyes that makes her believe he wants her to say no. "Fine." She looks away, as her face gets red. "But I don't want to talk to him." "He's not allowed to address a member of my harem first, so if you don't initiate, he won't either." Sirius, The Lord of the South. One of the bastards that thinks it's okay to drag people out of their homes, murder their families and send them as "gifts" like they are some objects you can play with.

Would she finally uncover the truth about her sister's disappearance As Emma entered the room, she saw a tall, imposing figure standing behind a large desk. He was dressed in a tailored suit, and his eyes seemed to bore into her soul. The room was dimly lit, with only a single spotlight shining down on Marcus, making him seem even more menacing. "Welcome, Emma," he said, his voice low and menacing. "I've been expecting you. My name is Marcus, and I'm the leader of The Order of the Phoenix." Emma's eyes narrowed. "What do you want with my sister?" she demanded, trying to keep her voice steady.

Harry said. "Motherf*cker I'm already tipsy but the snack is not yet arriving!" I said and they laughed. The door suddenly opened and James came out. We threw a piece of pillow towards him and each of us throws our bodies on him, trying to bury James. "What took you so long, James? Did you taste them already?" Flint asked in vexed. "Late for the questioning! Before anything else, where the hell is that surprise?! You should bring girls for us, James! Or you'll be killed," Harry said.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

Every plan collapsed the moment he imagined her eyes, eyes filled with hatred for the man she thought he was. Then, as sudden and sharp as a blade sliding from its sheath, a voice filled the room. “It is time, James. Reveal your true self to Sara.” James’s head snapped up. The voice rang inside his skull but was as real as steel—deep, resonant, undeniable. The wizard. James swallowed hard. “Reveal myself? Now? Do you know what she’ll think? What she’ll *feel* when she learns Garrick was me?” His voice cracked. “She’ll hate me.”

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

The guard whispered mockingly "What is distinguished in someone like you to attract the attention of someone like him? It's weird... and yeah he is not only the king's brother, he is also his prime minister, the king right hand, add to all of that Mr. James is the only vampire in the whole kingdom who could successfully use the black magic that run in his veins, His power may be limitless, But no one will really knows because he does not use it" I stared at Mr. James, he was whispering with Mr. Hardy. I could not hear what they were saying, but it seemed from his expressions that there is something that worried him. Is he really my father? Or he just the king's brother who came to enjoy watc