Hermione/sirius Novels & Stories

that rippled… “Something wrong?” he asked. She shook her head. “No.” But the look he gave her said he knew otherwise. Then, quieter—gentler, he said, “Tell me about her.” “Who?” “Your wolf. What is she like?” Of all things she hadn’t expected him to ask that. She hesitated, pulled her lips thin, then said, “She’s impatient. Quick to bite and sometimes…moody.” “So like you.” A snort escaped her. “Can’t be compared.” He said nothing. “She’s smarter for what it is,” Saeris admitted, a bit ruefully. “Edgier. Like she knows something I don’t. At one point she was changing me. If you think we’re alike, then she’d make me so.” A long pause. Then softly— “What’s her name?” “Sirius.”

Along with a fireplace made from what looked like hand carved obsidian, there were two couches that sat around a circular table. The Game Master stood in front of a dark wood desk, pacing back and forth as he tossed something round and clear in his hand. His pacing halted when a heavy knock sounded at the door. With a near-silent hum, he placed the quartz sphere on a table, where it teetered back and forth for a few moments. As he opened the door, both Apollo and Day stepped inside. Both looked exactly how they had when I arrived for Iridian, though they also hadn't aged a day from when The Game Master had been named King.

"Here. Go invite these people as well. Otherwise, the spectacle might spiral out of control before anyone can rein it in." Sirius looked down at what Oscar was holding. His expression stilled as he accepted it with both hands.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“I heard “then she stops dead in her tracks looking at this transformation before us. Is... Is that Amara? Thalia asks, shocked. Amara stands on her back legs. Proud and tall. Her aura dominates. It makes us all fight to bow to her. Black my Lycan dances in my head wanting to shift and mate her. “I am Skadii, daughter of the moon goddess. Bringer of light and justice. Ruler of all lycans and wolves” Her diplophonia voice boomed through the air, taking our breathes away. The night sky rumbled at her appearance. Her aura pushing against us all. Making even my father and other have no choice but to bow. She looks down at us all. Standing at least 7 and a half feet tall. “Mate” Black says in my

explained Harry, introducing Sirius and Remus to his colleagues and teachers. "This is .. sir, .. Mmh .. Remus, he is my boss at the cafe, he wants to start a survey for the students here?" Sirius explained, and not sure about the reasoning sector. Remus, when his name was mentioned, lowered his head deeper. It was such a lame reason. "Oh ... Yes? For what purpose? "Yes, He wants to give a charity event for students at this campus... Maybe a coffee truck!" Sirius replied, and Remus finally is nodding. Sirius invented the answer because his main purpose going to this campus..is his search for a girl...and make her Remus wife.

"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

He could hear the lock move into place from the outside. Her greyed hair though scanty, frail, and dirty stood on end. Her eyes gleamed brightly and her mouth rasped out its breath, it smelled like the rotten stench and it filled the room. Her face had grown hideous but a smirk seemed misplaced. Her skull can be seen outlined by the thin coats of flesh. Transfixed by an unknown force, Sergie gasped in startled pain as he realized with horrified horror that he was held by an invisible hand on the neck. It carried him up in the air, he seemed to be levitating. His eyes grew wide as she struggled to free himself.