Novel & Cerita Why Did Sirius Black Want To Kill Harry

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.

But the hormones, they- and when she saw that positive on that f*cking stick. Harry replies. "It doesn't matter. He'd still be the next Black Wolf." "Sure, or he could be something better," Victor sighs. Ariadne's heart clenches. Victor's saying everything she feels. "Don't tell me you're going soft," Harry replies. "Maybe it's time for the line of Black to die with me," Victor says. "Weak," Harry's tone changes. "God, if your father could see you now." "I had to kill my own father," Victor spits. "Why? Because of this power struggle? It's- I've had enough. I'm done. I'm finding Ariadne, and we're moving to a nice cottage in the country."

Harris said as he stabbed Ginny in the heart and then wrenched her heart out before throwing it on the ground. As the only way to kill a witch was to destroy her heart, his adoptive father stomped on Ginny’s heart causing the life in Ginny’s eyes to dim. Young Derek’s eyes widened in surprise and horror, he did not understand what was going on. He only knew that his adoptive father had killed someone and that someone was none other than his teacher. Now he understood where the light witches were going and why did they disappear all of a sudden it was because of his adoptive father.

I could pour it out and destroy the evidence or I could take it to Dante. I stood there in the red moonlight and thought about every reason not to go back up those tower stairs. Every scar the silver had left on my throat. Callum's eyes going blank. Elena's spine straight in the dirt. Every reason I had to let Dante Blackthorne die slowly of poison that someone else had put in his cup while I kept my head down and my hands clean and waited for the prophecy to fulfill itself without me. There were a lot of reasons. My wolf stopped pacing. Why did Kira want to kill Dante?

I don’t even need to turn to know who it belongs to. Still, I do. “Hi, Mr. Blackwell,” I say, forcing a bravery I absolutely do not possess when it comes to this man. As usual, he replies in that infuriatingly calm, nonchalant tone. “Lyra… what are you doing here?” Then, casually, “And please, drop the formality. Call me Soren.” God. This man’s voice is going to be the end of me. I gather myself before replying, even though my brain is already malfunctioning.

"And don't say my girl's name with that damn mouth of yours." Sirius already knew what he was going to do with this person who dared to disturb his baby. He can't just die. Of course, killing him right now was only a threat. Because death was the best gift he could give. This bastard needs to be taught a valuable lesson first. "Take him to our base. Wait for me there." Sirius finally ordered his men, all nodded silently and left slowly. They couldn't make the slightest noise or else, miss Ashley would wake up and they would all meet their end.

"We hunted her down and killed her to prevent her from completing the ritual that would have given her ultimate power." Anger flared within me. "You murdered her!" Victor's expression remained cold. "We did what was necessary to protect humanity. And now, you seek to finish what she started. But I will not let that happen." He leaned closer, his eyes boring into mine. "I have a personal stake in this fight. Your mother killed my father during her last stand. I swore on his grave that I would end the Hawthorne line." I stared at him, shocked by the depth of his hatred. "You're wrong, Victor. The werewolves are not the enemy. Gabriel Blackwood is the real threat. He seeks to destroy everything

“I plan to enlist the help of a black wizard. They are excellent assassins.” Louis scoffed. “You didn’t think this through. The war is at a critical stage—we don’t have time for that. Black wizards are rare, and they don’t involve themselves in werewolf affairs. Even if you find one, why would they agree to help us?” “That won’t be a problem,” I assured him. “I once saved a black wizard’s life. He owes me a favor, and now is the perfect time to collect on that debt.” Louis’ eyes gleamed with a sinister light. A slow, wicked smile spread across his face.

The other three black-robed men came over. “Draco, calm down!” Severus said. “I can’t! I have to kill him! I want to eat him!” Draco said through gritted teeth. His voice was filled with extreme anger. “Do you know what kind of punishment you will get from the clan if you expose yourself and ruin the plan? Are you sure you want to do this?” “I don’t care! I have to kill him! Leave me alone!” Draco was furious.

“Very well! You’re really conceited. If you can walk out of here alive today, I’ll settle Beacon’s problem for you.” Philip shook his head and said, “I can settle that myself. You should think about how to beg for mercy later.” Sirius was getting impatient. He waved his hand and said, “Maim them!” These muscular and tattooed burly men rushed toward Philip and his men. Meanwhile, Sirius stepped aside and watched the show with a smile. He wanted to see how Philip was going to walk out of here! If he did not kill this man today, it would be difficult to implement the next move.