Sirius Black And Hermione Granger Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Gray insisted on it, drilling me through scenarios over and over along with Brandon. Gray's gaze flicks down to my feet, then up to my elbow. Then down again. The signal for 'duck and elbow strike.' I give the tiniest nod, so small I'm not sure he even sees it. "Charlie," Gray says, his voice eerily calm despite the rage I can see simmering beneath the surface. "Let her go." "So you can have her? Never!" Charlie's grip tightens impossibly more. Black spots dance at the edges of my vision. "If I can't have her, no one can! We'll die together, like Romeo and Juliet, like all the great tragic lovers—"

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.”

he whispered “This is exactly what I’ll do to that baby was it’s born and I get my hands on the filthy thing” ~~~ Far away from the forest, in a dark room, Hermoine stood alone. Her eyes were locked on a large monitor in front of her, showing a live feed of the feast. She had found a way to hack into the pack’s hidden cameras. She watched Elena smile. She watched Salvatore lean close to her. Hermoine’s hands clenched into fists. “I should’ve been Luna,” she whispered. “That should’ve been me.” Her chest burned with hate. She grabbed a glass bottle beside her and smashed it against the floor. Then another. Then another.

Hence, when she sent a message to Sirius, she felt guilty. [Where are you? Let’s meet tonight.] She then looked at Aster. “You got your wish.” “Not exactly. I’m doing this to help your bestie.” Aster then fell into contemplative silence before he put on a serious look. “But I need to tell you this: Sirius Roland is different from Titus Black. He values relationships more. If he actually falls in love with you, leave his side as soon as possible. If he learns that you went to Charmed before…”

Mom sighed. '' You are both hybrids but when Sky was growing up, I noticed she was different from the other children. She was extremely strong, had a high sense of smell and her eye colour changed following the rhythm of her mood. I feared for her. I feared she would be discovered and taken away from me so I put tarragon herbs in whatever she ate or drank. Tarragon herbs are known to lower the senses of supernaturals. '' Now she turned to look at me. '' You were so clueless , the more you took it, the more you became.....'human'. As soon as you stop taking them your supernatural side would take over but it would take a while. I am so sorry for hiding who you were from you.''

As if he had eyes on the back of his head, Mr Blackwoord let out, “Whoever stopped is going to have to spar with me.” His voice was low and dangerous, promising a world of pain to whoever dared to stop. And while I had expected many of the desperate girls of Black Fang High to stop, none of them did. It seemed like they instinctively knew that the man meant business, and wasn’t here for any silly game. Oh heavens, why did his no-nonsense tone of voice make me weak in the knees? I could not allow myself to get aroused here, where we were all werewolves. Even though we weren’t prudes, I would rather not be called the slut who had the hots for the new teacher.

What I saw before blacking out was Xavier hovering over me with an evil smirk and thrusting inside her in front of his Luna. Suspiria wakes up from her sleep as she remembers the most painful day of her Life. She breaks down into tears as the nightmare never leaves her mind even if she tries to forget it. She hears the knock on her door and looks up to see Xavier standing there all naked. She shakes her head in negative as she don't want to go through that pain again. He lifting her in his arms, throws her on the bed and enters inside her making her scream in pain.

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.

"Enough! My lady, don't speak to him—" Something extraordinary happened before my eyes. For a second, Sirius seemed to have vanished in plain sight. He was beside me, but closer to Sarah, and there was a swift movement with his arm. I do not know what he did, but Sarah fell to the ground like a wooden log. She was out cold. "Can't afford to get the attention of everyone," Sirius said as he wore his gloves. What the hell happened? I stepped back, my legs against the wall. "I'm going to scream," I threatened. "If you come closer, I'm going to scream—"

Chapter 8: Undone Cassia The party is going well. Kendra and I decided to split up and look at the new art displays. I’m shocked to find my own art on display. My aunt and uncle, Arabella and Draco, approach me at that moment, glowing with pride. Arabella and Draco are art professors at the school. They are also a beautiful couple. They have been mated for over two hundred years. Arabella has long red hair and green eyes, and Draco is the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome.