Sirius Harry Novels & Stories

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.

Darren said, cutting me off. "What?" "I don't like Nutella." "Are you serious?" I asked, eyeing him incredulously. "No, I'm Darren. And I don't like Sirius Black, the dude's creepy." I just gave him a blank stare. "Who is Sirius Black?" I asked, scrunching my brows up in confusion. "Who would have that sort of a name?" "He's in Harry Potter," He said, shaking his head at me. "You wouldn't know." "Oh," I said. I only watched the first movie of the series and I didn't like it. So I didn't watch it's subsequent parts.

It was definitely the silence before the storm. Emily, Louis and John slowly turned to Sia with their eyes wide open and then slowly turned to Harry, who had just opened his eyes to find them staring at him. “ HARRY! ” Screaming in union, they all glared up at him in disbelief. Flinching, Sia closed her eyes and placed her hands on her ears. Well! It was going fine....

"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.

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."

he said, his voice soft but confident. “Madison,” I replied, my voice steadier than I expected. " Madison Taylor ” he said, starting the engine with a low rumble, “I've seen at the office several times”. Who the hell was he? Was I about to become the star of a fifteen part serial killer documentary? "The office?" I stammered, trying to hide my discomfort. "Yes. I am Harry Sylvester King" he said coolly. Ethan had a brother!! My jaw dropped and I could feel sweat beads forming on my forehead.

There was only one demon I knew who came with such an amount of coldness. Sirion - reaper of the witches! I struggled to get up but I was too weak, its back shadow loomed over me like a fog, covering me with a cruel smile as it reached for my soul. My eyes closed as I waited for my death. A loud screeching sound startled me and I jolted awake to behold the horror that was taking place before my eyes. “Ithra! Step aside!” It was Sarai, this time around, she was holding a black staff that expelled the Sirion from me.

Harry explained. "Wait a minute! Why healer, didn't Sarra say a doctor?" Han deliberately held back Harry's steps. "He is indeed a medical graduate, but has another ability in removing the effects of poison." Han was still digesting it. "Don't worry! I'll accompany you all the way through." Harry put on a smile that, for some reason, Han didn't like, "I'll go in first. We'll be leaving in thirty minutes!" He pressed the pin of his apartment, leaving Han frozen at the door.