Sirius Black House-elf Novels & Stories

“Who are you guys? Why are you stopping us?” Little Cupcake jolted in fright when she saw the bodyguards who were fully dressed in black. She dragged Sirius with her as she took a few steps back and said softly, “They must be bad people. I think we’ve been targeted.” She was slightly anxious. The bodyguards standing opposite them were sent over by the butler of the Night household. The butler came to fetch Sirius home from school today as usual. However, Sirius was nowhere to be seen. He found him here after looking for him for some time.

“Who the hell are you and what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” “I’m sorry but I was given orders to evacuate the occupant of this house, I’m only following instructions.” The servant answered. There was no way Zeke would’ve arranged for this, not while we had an agreement to hash out. “Zeke Blackwood owns this house and I’m sure he didn’t pass down any information of this sort, so who the hell gave you an order to come in here and touch my things?” I snapped. “You’re making a fool of yourself, Evelyn. Can’t you keep it simple and classy or you don’t know what that means anymore?”

She looked at him, confused "How is that even possible?" Sirius said nothing at first, using a stick to draw figures on the ground for a while then said "Did you know? I am a hundred and fifty four" "No you're...." "And Axel is a hundred and fifty three" He continued. Her eyes widened as she suddenly began to feel uncomfortable "I.. I thought you didn't know Axel" "We are cousins actually" Sirius said with a sigh "I believe he didn't tell you any of this. He hasn't been truly honest with you, has he?"

the sorcerer grumbled and was the first to step to the door. “Hey, newcomer,” several voices immediately called out to him. Radolyub looked back. “Are you by any chance a wizard?” We have been waiting for a sorcerer for a long time,” a limping man with a long silvered gray beard moved forward. He cautiously looked at the house and did not come closer. “Eriald has already been informed, but it’s clear that it’s not up to us now. - Reported what? - So about this house. You see yourself. Bad house.

I growled at Marcus, who was holding back two northerners at the entrance while blood poured from his side. But it was already too late. The back wall of the house, the one built directly into the rock face, collapsed with a deafening roar. It was not the force of nature. A figure stepped through the cloud of dust and frozen snow. A witch, her skin like parchment, her eye sockets empty and rimmed with ice. “Silas’s debt does not die with him, Rowan Blackthorn,” the creature hissed. “The ice demands what it is owed.”

"Just kidding! I'm kidding, Mister. Don't make that expression like you're about to swallow someone. Jeez, I promised I wouldn't seduce you too much again." I started to bend down, taking a spoonful of porridge with my still slightly stiff hand. However, before the spoon reached my mouth, a much larger, warmer hand grasped my fingers. He took the spoon from me smoothly. "Here," he said curtly, scooping up another spoonful. "I'll feed you." "What?" My mouth dropped open. What is he doing? .. … …. At the same time, Silas knelt beside the carcass of the black wolf he had brought back to the mansion under tight security. Albus was beside him, observing.

Asked Kohei, a black-winged creature serving the prince of the death. "Those gods pissed me off again. They want the women back." Sirius said in distaste as he lifted his palm and let the bluish marble that Hyun gave him floated mid-air. He looked at it with curiosity. "Isn't that a Pokh, milord?" Kohei asked. "I don't know what is this. That scorpion woman gave it to me." Sirius said, playing the marble with his hand. Kohei's eyes looked at the marble with renewed interest. This got Sirius's attention in him.

It meant that Black humbly accepted her role in this op. “No, I don’t. Quite opposite actually.” (How many are inside the den?) “I’d say 20, it can be more.” (... How strong are they?) Smiley shook his head, adjusting his optics closer. “I’m not sure. Pointed ears? Are you familiar with elves?” (Elves? Have we encountered elves previously?) “As far as I know, never.” Black mulled over it for a moment before opening her lips. (New faces, new threats, new problems. I’m so not familiar with this world. This world’s rules are probably much more complicated than the empire's, don’t you think?)

His orbs of very bright green color. The elf who saw his transformation was stunned and petrified. This formed of tattoos on his body, the black elf has seen it a very, very longed time ago. It was in the most Ancient era. This was the formed of the light Elves. The second highest pure blood of elves. No wonder why the black elf sense the tremendous aura of him as a healer. Indeed this man infront of him has the blood of the light elves flowing to his body. Michael could tell the elf was stun and petrify, but it was just for a moment. Soon, Michael saw how the black elf lips twitched into a taunting smirk.

Aliyaah said confused. Letting out a sigh "They are," Francis replied as he went upstairs. The next thing happened so fast,in the blink of an eye Aliyaah's Head was cut off alongside laila's. "Uh," Emma said trembling. "And you little boy , you won't be killed my me,"Aurora said. She was a black witch from the south empire,she was present in the council meeting disgused as a white witch. She had followed Francis home. Ava who was watching from the kitchen made sure to cry in silence to prevent getting caught by the dark witch.