Why Did Sirius Black Want To Kill Harry Novels & Stories

His mother’s voice was gentle, but there was no mistaking the finality in it. Harry sat up suddenly, his face contorting with fury. Without warning, he threw a glass cup across the room, the sharp crack of it shattering against the wall making me flinch. “Mom, why don’t you do something?” His voice was rough with anger. “Dad—” His gaze locked onto Karl. “Let me just go and kill whoever is taking her away... I’m thirsty for that, Dad.” I froze. What? The words hit me like a slap. Who was this Sasha that he was willing to go this far for?

Greedy. He stole my father’s idea and ordered my parents’ deaths. I hate him. And everything that revolves around him. I wanted to kill him. I still do. But my uncle told me that the best way to hurt someone is to take revenge on their loved one. Xander Black is the apple of his father’s eye—his weakness. And the key to destroying him.

It was a person wearing black suits. "You Dark Phoenix," the man started speaking. "I should have killed you Andrius when I have that opportunity, however it will not bring me any happiness to see you dying in that easy way. What your organization did to us is a thing I would not just let go." After saying those, he smirked at Sir Andrius while walking towards him. I looked at our leader and he was so calm while standing and waiting for this man to arrive. "I think you didn't kill me because you still need my invention." Sir Andrius told him, what invention he was pertaining to?

The supposed dead war hero was there to be judged by the body with charges of conspiracy and accomplice to the murder of Lord and Lady Potter, the murder of twelve muggles, the faking of his own death, and, believe it or not, being an unregistered animagus. During the trial, Madam Bones called for Sirius Black as a witness for the accusation. Heir Black entered the Wizengamot chambers on his own feets, took a seat in front of the Lords and Ladies that were present, and was questioned under the use of Veritaserum. The use of the most powerful truth serum was a request made by the man himself.

"How did you kill her? Dark witches were too powerful to be killed with holy water and there was no protector then" "I used a little trick a friend taught me. I took a bottle and I put some bent pin in it with Alison's hair and urine,leaves and wool were also added. Mixing them together and burying it with my powers. She died after crossing over the place I buried it.That's how I killed my own sister,Ava we can't wait till your baby starts killing every individual in this family. You understand?" "Wait godmother. If your hair was born white,how's it black now?"

I look at the two men—the Irish wolf and the American architect—and I feel something crystallize in my chest with the solidity of ancient stone. It wasn’t an accident. I was a target. They tried to kill me and they killed my son. And that changes absolutely everything. Sirius, always to the north. This time, the north points directly toward vengeance.

I thought to myself. I still couldn't believe it. Black—the man I had loved and cherished, the man I thought was my ticket to the top—had intended to kill me? He didn't want me? Not for the reasons I thought he did? This man saw me and he saw a sacrifice. He intended—or still intends—to rip the life out of me to give himself a wolf. Every time I thought about it, my skin crawled. I hated Rex. Yes, I did. I hated him for locking me in that basement for days. But all that hate? I channeled it toward Black. All of it.

Selene growled low in my mind, sensing the implication – he thought I had come here to spy on Silvano and Aurora. I turned around, meeting his gaze with an unexpected chill in mine. "What are you trying to say?" Harry didn't even have the decency to look embarrassed at being called out. "I just thought someone like you wouldn't be into racing, so I was curious." "Someone like me?" I locked eyes with him, allowing Selene's anger to filter through. "Mr. Blackwood, are we that familiar with each other? Do you know me well enough to make such assumptions? Since you think you understand me so thoroughly, why don't you tell me exactly what kind of person you believe I am?"

I stepped out of Blake's office, my heart racing with a mix of fear and determination. I knew this was a suicide mission, but it was the only way I could prove myself worthy of joining their group. The thought of avenging my parents' deaths kept me going. The werewolves and vampires that killed them had to pay, and the Order of the Phoenix was my only hope of finding them.

“So, what should we do now? Just wait?” “I can’t do anything to Titus Black right now. I have to first figure out who exactly killed David.” Aster pointed at her. “But you’re different from me. You have Sirius Roland protecting you, and both of them have gone through thick and thin together. Kick up a fuss in all possible ways and make it as loud as possible. Perhaps Titus Black will let you meet Carol for Sirius Roland’s sake.”