Harry Potter Sirius Novels & Stories

I laugh humorously, shaking my head incredulously at Sirius, “You must be thinking of the French then, because no one is more professional at running away and giving up in war than you.” Sirius leans forward, gripping my chin between his thumb and forefinger, “You do not want to see me as a man in war.” Sirius’s eyes flicker down to my lips, a wretched smile spreading across his face, “I wasn’t accustomed to war back then, but now I wouldn’t make the same mistake. I would take you away with me kicking and screaming.” I jerk my head back, “So is that it. You want me as your prisoner.” “If that’s how it has to be,” Sirius interlocks over hands, a drunken look in his eyes as he kisses my knuckl

"I don't like the way of your thinking. At this point, your body will collapse in your first attempt to use magic. You were so weak before that you couldn't even breathe when you came in contact with that power unconsciously when you arrived here. Alright, let's do it that way! From tomorrow onwards, you'll go every morning to the Chief's house. I'll ask him to train you personally. When I judge that you are ready, then we can talk about using magic." "But..." "End of the conversation. Go out now. I want some silence to cook for lunch." Sirius lowered his head dejectedly as he proceeded to exit the hut. Before leaving, though, he seemed to remember something as he turned to look at the Great

His parents, John and Sarah, had always been a bit concerned about his voracious sexual appetite, but they chalked it up to typical teenage hormones. Little did they know that Harry's insatiable hunger was about to be fed by the most unexpected source – their best friend and neighbor, Sirius Blackwood. Sirius was a handsome man in his early forties, with a chiseled jaw and a wicked gleam in his eye. He was married to James Blackwood, a successful businessman who was often away on long business trips.

“I would ask what you’re doing, but the lovesick look in your eyes tells me.” “Is she in the Hunt?” Wyatt hoped that the other man would say no. The beast inside him growled at the other man. The older wolf huffed at Demon before offering a low warning growl himself. “If you’re hoping to meet her, I’m afraid you’re out of luck.” Sirius leaned up against the doorframe, studying the man only a few years younger than himself. “Before I tell you anything else about my sister, tell me what you think about the Hunt.”

"Oh yes, I forgot. You're a seer." "I'm not a...oh well...never mind..." Cassandra tried not to roll her eyes. She had had enough of this world and was desperate to find somewhere familiar even if it was a place where she had to put up with her seed-eating aunt and uncle. A long walk later, the sorceress stopped them. "Wait," she said and turned to the wall where two large marble statues stood about ten feet tall. They were of a bird with the head and torso of a maiden called the Sirins. Cassandra knew them from her literature class in Eastern Slavic folklore.

Mom looked at me with sadness in her eyes and I wondered if there was something she was trying to hide from me. This was what most people did: judge someone by how they look. Sirius Black looked like a criminal that everyone believed him to be. The first time they met, with his gaunt, sunken face, waxy skin, yellow teeth, and long, matted hair, even Harry said that Sirius reminded him of what a corpse might look like. While Peter Pettigrew looked like someone who wouldn't hurt a fly. But in the end, Peter was the one who had betrayed James, his own best friend. Looks can be really deceiving.

Griffin raised an eyebrow. "You are from a different clan," Sirius said and started walking towards Griffin . Sirius released dark smoke from his body, "You shouldn't be having any information about June's heat." Griffin's eyes widen when he realised Sirius was using his special powers. The dark smoke Sirius released read Griffin's mind and began to form it's shape according to his worse fear. Griffin screamed as he covered his face with shaking hands and scrambled away from Sirius, to a corner. "Tell me!" Sirius roared.

That explains the resemblance. "Miko the half-god, half-human and the prime minister of the supreme arch and Amor's brother, Dimitri, over there." Wow! Half-god? What else do I not understand about the supernatural world? And the prime minister of the Supreme Arch is here. Who are these people? "Next to them is their son, Severus Snape." "Aunt Ev, it's just Severus," Severus corrected Ev. Don't tell me his parents are Harry Potter fans?

It was quite laughable that the dark lord had a pet tiger who had a nanny. I stopped on the stone surface, rooted to the spot. The horror of last night returned. It was the place. The sound of the gunshot came back, reverberating at the back of my head, the image of Leo on the carcass flashed and the hard icy gaze on the dark lord.

They were evenly matched. Something strange happened on his two hundredth birthday, Sirius turned into a man. I cannot believe this! Sirius is the most beautiful man I've ever met. From his smooth and soft creamy skin to his beautiful gemstone eyes, and that body, oh my! I've never felt my heart thump so hard before. Even Livvy couldn't take her eyes off him! Is this a gift? If Sirius is a man? Does this mean I can love him without feeling stupid for pouring all of my affection on an animal?