Sirius/hermione Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Sirius.” “Shh,” he whispers in my direction. “Let your little boy toy dig his own grave.” Alston practically growls as he jerks me closer to his chest. “I’m her fiance.” Sirius gives him a humorless laugh, “I could have you erased from the face of the planet before the hour is out.” Alston’s grip stiffens but he seems unfazed otherwise. My heart thunders in my chest, pounding with fear. This feels like the most dangerous game of chess I have ever seen, as if each move is a continuous battle of checkmate.

But the looming golden eyes that he fixed on me had me unsteady, despite being seated. His next words were slow and careful as he watched me react. “Mistra may be at a loss as to why I came out this way, but I can assure you she has told me enough about her own son to know that whatever happened to him also happened to me.” My body shivered, my flesh crawling with every word of his unwelcome suggestion, willing my body not to give away anything. “I also know Mistra well enough to know she really has no idea what happened to me,” Sirius went on smoothly, admiring his nails as if he just had them polished, breaking his stare as if suddenly disinterested.

He ignores me, slitting his palm as he touch my temple "I, Eros Nathaniel Anathos, future Lord of the Black Cat Coven, reject you, Hermione Circe Crofus as my mate and future lady of my coven." A powerful force suddenly lifts me from the ground and throws me hardly to a wall. Black dots covers my vision... the last thing I heard was his retreating steps.

"But she prefers to sit with the other wallflowers and gossip over drinks. I’m not complaining, though." "Of course not." Daelan suddenly leaned closer, placing a hand on my shoulder, his voice low. "Don’t look now, but Sirius Black just entered the dance floor... and he’s heading straight for Arwyn." "Why should Thrystan care?" Sora snapped, her eyes flashing with irritation. But I was already moving, my gaze locking onto the smug face of Sirius as he approached Arwyn. That insufferable bastard. I dropped the goblet, letting it clatter onto the table, and stormed toward the dance floor, my chest tight with rising anger.

That alone was enough to unsettle her. It was never open this early. She slowed her steps without meaning to, her gaze flickering toward the room as she passed. He was inside, seated at his desk, sleeves rolled up again, his attention fixed on something in front of him. For a moment, she considered continuing on. Pretending she hadn’t noticed. But then— “Amara.” Her name, calm and certain. He hadn’t even looked up. She stopped. “Yes… sir.” A pause. Just long enough for the word to settle between them again.

There was a soft sound, and the potion glowed a faint blue. "There's nothing wrong with my potion. I'm the best Neuro Healer in Southia." He held the tube near my lips. "After 21 days, I'll come back and marry you, and we'll become the happiest couple." I turned my head away. "Why should I? I'm not a recycling center. Why do I have to accept a werewolf who cheated?" "That's slander! I haven't betrayed you!" Dylan was suddenly agitated, and his eyes reddened. "She's about to die. She doesn't have much time left, and she deserves my company!"

“You said the ladies you slept with are not in our school.” “And I also remember telling you that you will not bump into them anywhere.” Hector said whilst taking off his shoes. He had a monotone on and I could tell he was upset. Two werewolves about to experience the wrath of the Moon Goddess under the full moon, standing together in the same space… disaster. “Do you think I would let them anywhere near you? Hermione you mean so much to me, I can’t disrespect you like that.” “What did you expect me think? Jane is the only other person outside your family that is closest to you and has access to your bedroom.” My voice rose up a notch.

She is more annoying than cute. But I can't stop thinking about her now. Her soft, rounded face with full lips and a cute nose with tiny freckles sprinkled on it, her wild curly hair and big green eyes... Dang it, why do I find her so attractive? "Why do you look like you swallowed a whole lemon?" Sirius pushes me to get my attention. I jump, startled, and quickly compose myself. "Uh, what? No reason. I'm fine." Sirius is the Beta wolf of our pack and my childhood best friend. We are supposed to be celebrating his birthday tomorrow night.

I know he will fight Craige once he makes a wrong move and he's just trying to control the situation. "No! This talk is dismissed and I will meet you in a war instead!" He said in rage with finality in his voice before turning into a werewolf and leaving the palace in mess and leaving me there, smirking at my father who's now looking at me as if he's done. "I can't believe you, Hermione! How dare you disobey me! You do know what the consequences of what you did are! How can you be so selfish?" He shouted at me, still controlling his temper but I know that he will lose it just in a few seconds.

I can't get up,i begin to crawl but its too late as i hear a voice that seems to belongs to a ghost say to me: "i am coming for you son of Hermes" The next thing I see is a saw shaped sword with chains wrapped around it handle flying towards my head at unimaginable speed.It seems to split the sky as it vibrates the real essence of destruction.I close my eyes as i await death The saw shaped sword makes its way to my neck and as it was about to sever my head from from my body i jerked up, opening up my eyes to see myself in the tomb yard.I saw unidentified bodies lying on the floor. I walked up to the first body and turned the body over only to see my friend Austin with a ghastly bloody mark