Harry Sirius の小説・ストーリー

Gracie was surely scared of Niall when he got angry but seeing Jason's eyes darkening with pure rage was something that had her body feel chills in August. Sira closes her eyes to compose herself and smiles sarcastically, as she asked. "Oh, may I know your name?" Gracie could see how angry she was. Sira could almost cry and stab someone's throat at the same time. "Harold Corrigan. You can call me Harry." Harold grinned.

" Harry was the head of Sable, also known as One. But I understand that he doesn't call Harry by codenames because they are just cousins. Me? I think they were just called by their names, but I used their codenames when talking to them. "Copy, Six." I just shook my head because he was smiling again. Haymitch reminds me of Arius and Saki. He's also naughty, and always stays by my side so sometimes I really tease him, even though I know he's the same way with other people. I just don’t really know why I need to be surrounded by these kinds of guys.

Mr. Harry received the arrival of his two guests at the management office, which happened to be several other teacher's offices. There is a lecturer board meeting right now. "Here, is Mr. Robertson who is in charge of some subject, well ... and this is Mr. Roman the dean," explained Harry, introducing Sirius and Remus to his colleagues and teachers.

Sir Harry was a man in his forties, with dark brown hair and a padlock-shaped beard, his eyes were black as night, but if you looked closely you could see the goodness in them; The man entered the Winchesters' drawing room where Lady Elizabeth and Sir Jones were waiting. Good evening, I am Harry Macmillan and I have come to lend my support in finding the midnight killer ...

Supressing my anger towards this mindless assistant of mine. "I'm sorry, Miss Siren. But I won't allow anybody to do wicked things to Young lady. I am Harry Spencers. I made a vow to myself that I will protect you in all ways that I can. I am just doing my oath." He's refusal make me wanna blow his head with a pan. He badly needed a good beating later. "This guy looks high on himself. Seems like he's been really in love with this witch." Claudia's mocking look gave me an impression that I want to skinned her alive right now. I'm wondering if she's not that smart enough to think about what Harry said.

He recounted how, in a fit of anger, he and his magician friend wiped out a rogue organization, leaving no survivors, whether they were magicians or vampires. Ethan had mentioned that his investigations showed no werewolves in that organization, so hearing Harry’s account reassured me that we wouldn’t face any further threats from the rogue organisation as that organization was now a thing of the past. I casually brought up the topic of magician, mentioning that I knew a powerful one named Ethan. Hearing Ethan's name from me, Harry, who had heard of him from Lisa, was thrilled. He exclaimed that our connection went beyond mere camaraderie, implying a familial bond. I agreed wholeheartedly. A

DARIUS' POV "Well, well," his smooth voice said. I turned around slowly to face Harry who was standing in the doorway. He looked immaculate as always in tailored clothes that probably cost more than most pack members made in a month. His blonde hair was artfully styled. There was a strange false concern etched into his big bright blue eyes. He looked like an angel. But Harry? He acted like the devil. "I heard there was some excitement today. Came to see the damage for myself."

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.

"Why are both of you here?" Sirena asked, frowning as she looked at them. "We came as representatives of the late James Scout, one of the largest shareholders here," Harry said with a wide smile. "It's been a while, Sirena Reverie," Harry greeted, now standing in front of Sirena, who had risen from her seat. "Yes, Uncle," Sirena replied. "If you’re here as representatives of James Scout, please, have a seat."

"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