Sirius Snape Novels & Stories

He tried to continue with the class normally, but I noticed that he was super attentive to each of my friend’s gestures. He started with the introductions, although something told me that this was not exactly what he had planned. I knew he did it just for Primrose. He wanted to learn more about her. Frowning, I analyzed his every move. Something about him didn’t please me, not at all. Why would a sorcerer be connected to a human? It did not make sense! When it was my turn, I got up from the seat with a sarcastic smile. “I’m Sienna, I’m 17 years old, and I’m not the target of his attention so please continue.”

With it, he could unlock the secrets of immortality, push the boundaries of life and cheat death, and ultimately bend the world to his will without being tainted by werewolf blood or a vampire's curse of getting burned by the sun. He turned to his trusted wizard, Jacques, who stood silently by the door. Jacques was a tall, imposing figure, with a sharp, calculating mind and a fierce loyalty to the Headmaster’s cause. There was no room for doubt in his eyes as he looked at his leader, waiting for his orders.

Yatagarasu is a tall, slender, muscular man, with dark eyes that look evil and sinister, with long, black hair, straight and looking like it was sprinkled with oil, his thin chin and angular face, he was a superb and majestic form, he exuded danger, in addition to always wearing long, black robes, with a fluttering black cape, which made him show a supernatural air, his voice deep and serious, he walked as if he were a dark and cold bat. The great dark wizard, dark, lord of alchemy and potions, who was a master of darkness, who delved into countless dark magics, but who for some reason taught classes at an internal school of magic, being vice-director and member of an occult organization of

“Do not snap at me.” Sirius ignores me, leaning back in his chair. “This menu does not suit me.” It takes everything out of me, not to roll my eyes, as I plaster a tight smile on my face. “Our chef is excellent, I am sure she can whip up anything you desire.” Sirius’s eyes become heated as he leans slightly forward, as if he is telling me a secret he whispers, “The chef won’t do. It has to be you.” I frown, “No.”

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?"

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.

said the creature. Sirius lazily combed his dark lux, biting his lower lip with his fangs this time before he jumped out from the chair and picked up the little princess' unicorn. "I don't know." Sirius grimaced while he threw the unicorn mid-air and sliced it in half using the reaper's scythe. "Fuck vision. I've marked that girl and she'll be my food on her 20th birthday." he licked his lower lip in anticipation. "You gonna have to go through the dark lord first." the creature said while it flew left and right. It also saw the vision of Sirius under the command of one little princess in the future.

Marge had me double check just a few days ago– “Ben?” “Oh, yea, sorry. I’m just checking the log and I don’t see anybody on the schedule–” “Oh yes, see–” her voice softens just a fraction, as if she feels the need to whisper. “He’s a professor and scholar from Europe. He’s traveling through and needed the infirmary–I ran into him yesterday and thought to give him a personal tour.” “A professor from Europe? What’s his name?” “Sirius.” “Sirius what?” I begin crawling through my mental inventory of names. In our world, scholars are few and far inbetween. If you’re a wolf, we likely know about you.

I just didn't ask what business. "He was hovering over Nicholas but the snake's fangs didn't work on Sir Nicholas why Sir Denver was the one that got bitten." I laugh a little at the terms she uses. "Sir Denver was stung, the poison worked on him." She stared at me. Sighed before speaking again. "So don't think that Nicholas cheated on you. Ask him, make him clear his self on you. But you don't need that. If you don't believe him, believe in me. But if it's still not enough, I'll try to make a poison that can reveal all of Nicholas's secrets. Whatever you'll ask he'll surely answer it honestly. I just don't know if Professor Snape will give me that poison. He's stingy."

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.