Sirius Potter Novels & Stories

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?"

"I have real big plans for you. Everyone has high expectations, I just hope you are up to hand for it. I hope you aren't a disappointment and that your development is positive." "I really don't know what you are talking about," I said. It was like he had been monologuing in his head, but I could hear it. "But please, don't harm Sarah and me." Sirius just waved his hand, completely ignoring us. "I seem to be running out of time," he sighed. "Did I say you look quite familiar, like a woman from my past? Well, your parents are dead, so it can't possibly be her, right?"

Author’s Note: Hey fam! So remember when I gave a vague estimate for how many chapters were left? Well, I am here to confirm that chapter 79 will be the end of SIR. I get so emotional just thinking about it, and I am not even remotely ready for it to be over. But let's do the damn thing together. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ David leads me into his apartment, not commenting on the mess he has to guide me through. Or maybe he doesn’t even notice.

That explains the resemblance. "Miko the half-god, half-human and the prime minister of the supreme arch and Amor's brother, Dimitri, over there." Wow! Half-god? What else do I not understand about the supernatural world? And the prime minister of the Supreme Arch is here. Who are these people? "Next to them is their son, Severus Snape." "Aunt Ev, it's just Severus," Severus corrected Ev. Don't tell me his parents are Harry Potter fans?

A satisfied sigh escape my lips at the aroma that's hits me the moment I step into the magical room. Holy mother of chocolate. "Don't sell off my house before I come back." Xavier says to Jordan who has a apron tied around his waist. The best thing I love about Jordan is that he cooks like a chef from heaven. Serving delicious dishes to is mortal humans. "You can take the day off." Xavier who I haven't noticed before push pass me with a cold breeze. "Wait." I yell, before running to catch up with him. Those long legs of him are really going to get me in trouble one day.

By casting this spell, Sir Zuka was in full control of his body and mind. “Expected from your Father… He is a Tademono after all.” Katastrofi praised, knowing among the twelve scholars who sealed him, two of them were Tademonos. They were exceptional. “I have my body in my possession now.” Sir Zuka declared, ready to face him but the time was short and all the kids were delighted to see their master, they wanted to talk to him. “Old man…” Persephone whispered, rushing to him, pulling his robe, releasing a trembling smile as all of them had tears in their eyes to find Sir Zuka with them.

And then something happened that Saeris did not decide. Sirius came forward and took the wheel entirely. She felt her hand rise, felt the power surge up through her like a tide that had been waiting behind a dam, and she did not just see threads of gold, not exactly, she saw the thing that animated him, the vital current running underneath skin and bone, the core of it all, and she slashed it. The rogue leader froze. It lasted two seconds. Perhaps three. His face went blank, his eyes unfocused, then he folded and hit the ground.

Sirius said, frowning at him as he passed. York wanted to do something rash to ruffle the Pyrathian’s calm, but his mind was too full of worry to think of anything. “How can you just stand there, leaning upon a saintly pillar with your arms crossed, as if Sven isn’t in the Council right now, facing complete ruin?” “Logic demands patience at this point,” Sirius said. “No wonder Logos gave Pyrathians the gift of fire and not Blood Hunters. Your tempers run so hot you would have incinerated the universe millennia ago.

“Because you’re stepping into something that will swallow you whole. This whole thing that you think you’re doing good for yourself, you are not. You are going to end up harming yourself more than you know.” Her brows drew together. “What are you talking about?” “There’s a man,” I said. “A wolf who goes by Lorenzo. At least, that was the last name I was given. He came to ‘help’ me once. Said he wanted to guide wolves like me, those pushed from their packs, those wrongfully named traitors.” I scoffed. “Turned out he was the real traitor.” Her breath hitched. “Lorenzo… D’Amaris?”

“I would ask what you’re doing, but the lovesick look in your eyes tells me.” “Is she in the Hunt?” Wyatt hoped that the other man would say no. The beast inside him growled at the other man. The older wolf huffed at Demon before offering a low warning growl himself. “If you’re hoping to meet her, I’m afraid you’re out of luck.” Sirius leaned up against the doorframe, studying the man only a few years younger than himself. “Before I tell you anything else about my sister, tell me what you think about the Hunt.”