Sirius Black Quotes Novels & Stories

Panic surged through Sirius, shattering his usual composure. "Ms. Anderson, please choose your words with care! As I've explained before, my support for Priscilla is due to a prior task entrusted to me, not personal feelings. This kind of careless speculation is incredibly dangerous." Seeing Sirius visibly flustered, Grace seized the opportunity to tease him. "Look, everyone! Mr. Sirius is blushing and scrambling for excuses. Who else could possibly command Mr. Sirius to work tirelessly for three years? Does anyone in Graceland hold such sway?"

I asked dumbfounded while keeping my gaze stable at the plasma. "He also doesn't know," Peter sighed and tears are overflowing from my eyes. The words reverberated in my brain and now the scenes are getting into my explanation. I live the life of My day again in my brain. I sealed my ears with my palms as these words are eating me ------ "Mrs. Myra Austin Black has tweeted on her Twitter account that the great business Tycoon Mr. Austin Black is not physically fit and is not able to satisfy any women's sexual needs."

Next to it, a quote read: The best way to find out if you can trust someone is to trust them. “That’s the work of Black Crimson,” I said. “You like it?” “It’s breathtaking,” she murmured. “And the quote sounds like someone famous should’ve written it.” “Someone famous did write it. Ernest Hemingway,” I said. When she glanced at me, I shrugged. “I had to look it up after the first time I saw the painting.” Nodding, she glanced back over her shoulder to take in the last of the masterpiece before we’d driven past it completely. Turning forward again, she asked, “Who’s Black Crimson?”

“Daddy is going to come home with us but you’ve to trust me.” “We do.” Just when I was about to focus, that same annoying voice interrupted. “Don’t waste your precious time trying to heal him. Even if he makes it alive, he is as good as useless.” Black Moon said. I gritted my teeth and sighed, silently wishing that he would die faster. “He’s way better than you who is going to die in thirty seconds.” “I’m going to live as long as I want.” “I’d make a bet but you’d be already dead to pay me.”

Sirius frowned and said to his assistant, “Bring the special drugs over.” His assistant was stunned for a moment before he realized what Sirius meant. He said fearfully, “We can’t, Dr. Xander. Mr. Xander said that since doctors can’t treat themselves, he bought that drug for you. It’s to save you if you run into danger in the future—” “Enough talk. Drugs are made to save lives. Bring it over!” The assistant had never heard Sirius adopt such a stern voice before. Since the situation was critical, he could only obey orders.

What did he plan to say next? “The one thing I learned in my early years of growing the business I have today is that a business is only as strong as its staff members.” His words resonated deeply within me, echoing my own beliefs. As he continued, I could see the glimmer of pride in his eyes—a look I had longed for and cherished. “That is why I always make sure that one of my top priorities isn't only that I employ bankable staff but that the mission of Blacken conglomerate, which is to treat its staff like a VIP client, is also maintained.”

I clear my throat before talking loudly for everyone inside to hear me, “Hello everyone, I’m sure that you have plenty of questions. But if you don’t mind, please go outside and I will do my best to provide answers for you.” No one argued, slowly leaving the building and joining the bigger group outside. Charlie and I walk to the door and in a soft voice he encourages me, “You’ve got this.” I smile back at him before turning to address the crowd. I speak loud enough for everyone to hear me, “You all know who I am. I am Phoenix Black, son of Xavier Black. There are some things you might not know that will be crucial to know moving forward. Xavier Black is dead.”

I whined because I was so embarrassed while he laughed at me. "Hate pollutes the mind." He quoted again and I whimpered. "Next time, pay attention!" He stated, giving me a look. "If we’re quoting Shakespeare, I want to add one." I scoffed crossing my arms on my chest. He motioned his hand to tell me to go on. "Hell is empty and all the devils are here." I spat angrily but it only amused him more and clapped for me as if saying ‘bravo.’ "I hate you... go to hell!" I scowled and grabbed my bag to leave the room. When I was at the door he spoke again.

I demand again, daring him to say it. “We don’t know what Sirius was like before his potential was amplified,” he explains slowly, as if I can’t possibly understand. “Your children? We can explain them. Sirius? We can’t.” “Why?” I hiss at him, daring him to say it. “Because they’re not as exceptional as Sirius?”

We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the path we choose to act on. That's who we really are. ~Sirius Black, Order of the phoenix •• Marwan was tired, like fall-down-on-the-bed-and-never-wake-up-till-the-next-week kinda tired.