Why Was Sirius Black Trying To Kill Harry Novels & Stories

“The plan was to take down my brother together, why did you have to go for that pup? Everything was going smoothly!” “I didn't know you were such an emotional wolf who held such a grudge.” I smiled seductively, stroking his face. “If you hadn't tried to kill me, we would be reigning here together!” “So… was that it?” he raised his eyebrows, hopefully. “Why else would it be?” I kept my eyes on him. “You can let me go, or do I have to manipulate the magic again?” Sighing, Harry approached closer, inhaling my scent.

His red eyes glowed with fury, and without hesitation, he charged at over twenty white vampires. Black vampires were considered a plague, for they could drink the blood of their kind. In other words, they were traitors. They enslaved the innocent, and slaughtering the helpless was second nature to them. The white vampires devised a plan to wipe out the black vampire race entirely, to restore equality and peace. The whites succeeded in eradicating all black vampires except for one, the youngest son of Supreme Atcandis and Alyada, the young prince Zumir. Zumir endured relentless attacks. Everyone was shocked that he remained alive, even as he bathed in his blood.

"It's all because of you!" Sirius aimed his wrath-filled gaze toward Charlotte and seethed, "You just had to attempt murder on Jim's two kids and killed that bitchy Roanne who you failed to control! We wouldn't have ended up like this! "I needed one week, just another week, and I'd be the only successor in the Quinn family. We'd be living like royalty by then, thriving in the limelight! It's all your fault!" Luna frowned as she listened to Sirius' rants, subconsciously turning to look at Granny Quinn at the far side. The elder's face was paler than the wall behind her. Perhaps Granny Quinn had never thought that Sirius was responsible for her gradually weakening body.

I had to keep him talking; I couldn't let him do whatever he wanted to do to me now that Sarah was down. "Ah, so you have been hidden for a long time? It seems your power has been quite dormant for a long time," Sirius droned. Honestly, he knew too much about me. "I'm guessing more white strands will appear on your hair as your power gets stronger." He stared at my hair. Was he one of the people that Edgar had said were after me? Why wasn't he killing me then?

He gritted through his teeth and Harry scoffed. "Of course it isn't. You don't have any enemies but y'know who does?" "Your father." Harry had a sharp expression flash in his blue eyes. "Someone's trying to kill you and it would make sense because of the tie but why is the question?" He took a step back and I took one forward till his hands pressed against the wooden desk. "I don't know." A hard lump went down my throat. "How are we going to narrow down something—someone, a motive?" Harry asked with his eyes darting around the room. "There is some way.” I piped up after stroking his beard for a moment.

He'd been desperate to become the heir. But would Harold really go that far? Would he commit murder? Then another thought struck him. Harold's wife. Serena. She was ruthless and manipulative. She'd already tried to hurt Lira. What if she'd decided to eliminate Lord Blackwood to secure Harold's position? Damian's chest burned with rage. Whoever it was, they had made a fatal mistake. They had crossed a line. And Damian Blackwood would make sure they paid for it. He turned and looked through the window into his father's room. The old man lay motionless on the bed, tubes and wires connecting him to machines that beeped softly in the quiet.

What none of them knew was that Sirius had long since bought the healer and would tell everyone exactly what Sirius wanted them to believe. His original plan failed. Without his grandfather's authority and signature, he had no legitimate claim to seize control. But this setback could still work in his favor. He would make Kaelen pay for it. No… that wasn’t enough. Kaelen had to die while he was away from the territory. And when it was over, everyone would believe the Blackwood Pack and Kira were behind it!

A long deafening silence prevailed in the room when Steve broke it. “W-why? Aren’t you afraid he might kill you? H-how about those people he killed? You saw the news, Harry! You weren’t born yesterday!” “Steve, listen to us-” I was about to speak when Steve pointed the gun at me. “Shut up! Because of you, Harry lost his senses! He’s blinded by his love for you! I wouldn’t let him risk his life just because of a woman he met!”

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.

“Ugh…” Sirius groaned in pain. He stared at Kaze in fear. As Kaze exerted more strength through his foot, Sirius’ chest started to cave in. His organs felt pressured and his rib cage started to break. He was scared. He finally realized Kaze was ready to kill him on the spot. He expected Kaze to attack him. His provocation was intended to lure Kaze into attacking him, thus giving Magnus a valid reason to strike. Yet he did not want to die.