Sirius, Remus and I were all standing in front of 12 giremaulad palace that Sirius didn't even want to enter. But, still came because I insisted.
Walking along the halls, I could hear the noises of disbelief that left Sirius
" This is not giremaulad palace. This place is white, not balck " he pointed to the freshly painted walls and the new floorboards
" Ofcourse it is not, I did tell you that I made it habitable" I grinned at him.
" Good evening Mistress" Kreacher popped in front of me
" Good evenings Kreacher. Is dinner read? I'm starving"
" Ofcourse mistress will starve. You missed lunch " he crossed his arms
I gave Kreacher a sly smile and slipped to Regulus's room
Changing my clothes I went down to living room where Sirius and Remus were drinking firewhiskey.
I tried to steal some but Remus smacked my hand away glaring at me.
" You are just fourteen "
" You are speaking as if you didn't literal sell drugs at Hogwarts in your third year "
Moony's glare faltered and turned to that of embarrassment
" Who told you? "
" Hah! So i was right" I smirked in victory taking a sip from Sirius's bottle
Remus glared again " go finish your dinner "
" Don't be a sour wolf Moony "
I was eating my dinner in the living room, occasionally listening to Padfoot's and Moony's conversation.
" Why did Kreacher call you mistress, Flutters? " Sirius asked me
" I told him I was Regulus Black's daughter and made up some sob story " I shrugged slurping my noodles
" Why Regulus and why are you calling her Flutters? " Monny asked in confusion
" To your second question" I stood up and transformed into my butterfly
Transforming back I saw the surprised face of Remus
" When? "
" Last year " I shrugged
" And to answer your first question. Regulus Black was respected by Kreacher and to live peacefully without Walburger shouting profanities at me, Regulus was the best option. If I had told Sirius, I would neither have the respect nor the peace "
" Slytherin" Sirius coughed
" But still, that deatheater brother of mine" Sirius grumbled
" You know what " I frowned. Regulus was one of my favourite characters, no one disrespects him like this.
" Kreacher! "
" Yes mistress? "
" Kreacher, what happened to my father? I do know he died, but I don't know anything else " I made a sad face
“When Master Sirius ran away, good riddance, for he was a bad boy and broke my Mistress’s heart with his lawless ways. " Kreacher sneered at Sirius and I put my palm on his mouth before he could burst out
" Master Regulus had proper order; he knew what was due to the name of
Black and the dignity of his pure blood. For years he talked of the Dark Lord, who was going to bring the wizards out of hiding to rule the Muggles and the Muggle-borns . . . and when he was
sixteen years old, Master Regulus joined the Dark Lord. So proud, so proud, so happy to serve . . . And one day, a year after he joined, Master Regulus came
down to the kitchen to see Kreacher. Master Regulus always liked Kreacher. And Master Regulus said . . . he said . . . ”
Kreacher rocked faster than ever.
“ . . . he said that the Dark Lord required an elf.”
“Voldemort needed an elf?” Sirius repeated, looking around at
Monny and me.
“Oh yes,” moaned Kreacher. “And Master Regulus had volunteered Kreacher. It was an honor, said Master Regulus, an
honor for him and for Kreacher, who must be sure to do whatever the Dark Lord ordered him to do . . . and then to c–come home.” Kreacher rocked still faster, his breath coming in sobs.
“So Kreacher went to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord did not tell Kreacher what they were to do, but took Kreacher with him to a cave beside the sea. And beyond the cave was a cavern, and in the cavern was a great black lake . . . There was a boat . . . ”
“There was a b-basin full of potion on the island. The D–Dark Lord made Kreacher drink it. . . .” Kreacher quaked from head to foot.
“Kreacher drank, and as he drank he saw terrible things . . . Kreacher’s insides burned . . . Kreacher cried for Master Regulus to save him, he cried for his Mistress Black, but the Dark Lord only laughed . . . He made Kreacher drink all the potion . . . He dropped a locket into the empty basin . . . He filled it with more potion. And then the Dark Lord sailed away, leaving Kreacher on the
island . . . “ I frowned at the thought.
If I can, I'll have Voldemort choke on the same potion
“Kreacher needed water, he crawled to the island’s edge and he drank from the black lake . . . and hands, dead hands, came out of the water and dragged Kreacher under the surface . . . “
" Inferi " Sirius breathed out
“So what happened when you got back? “What did Regulus say when you told him what happened?” Remus asked
“Master Regulus was very worried, very worried,” croaked Kreacher. “Master Regulus told Kreacher to stay hidden and not to leave the house. And then . . . it was a little while later . . . Master Regulus came to find Kreacher in his cupboard one night, and Master Regulus was strange, not as he usually was, disturbed in his mind, Kreacher could tell . . . and he asked Kreacher to take
him to the cave, the cave where Kreacher had gone with the Dark
Lord. . . . “
“And he made you drink the poison?” said Sirius, disgusted.
But Kreacher shook his head and wept. I reached out my hand and patted his head
“M—Master Regulus took from his pocket a locket like the one the Dark Lord had,” said Kreacher, tears pouring down either side of his snoutlike nose.
“And he told Kreacher to take it and, when the basin was empty, to switch the lockets . . . ” Kreacher’s sobs came in great rasps now.
I gave Kreacher a few tissues as he blew his nose and continued narrating the story
“And he order—Kreacher to leave—without him. And he told Kreacher— to go home— and never to tell my Mistress—what he had done—but to destroy— the first locket. And he drank— all the
potion— and Kreacher swapped the lockets— and watched . . . as Master Regulus . . . was dragged beneath the water . . . and . . . “ Sirius didn't have to listen anymore. He got up, tears freely flowing and left the living room
" Don't" I held Moony's hand who got up to follow Sirius " let him take his time. He just found out the brother he hated sacrificed himself for Voldemort's downfall"
Moony nodded and pouted himself some more firewhiskey
" Kreacher" I softly called out
" Do you have the Locket? " He nodded
" Can you give it to me? I promise I will destroy it " I said my own eyes filled with tears.
Kreacher nodded and popped away.
Popping back in front of me, he held the locket in his hands.
I took the locket from his hands and gasped in surprise.
It had so much dark magic just swirling freely. It had such dark potential to turn a good man into an evil man
" Go rest Kreacher. I will avenge my father's death! " I cluctched the necklace in my hand.
And I will. Both for Regulus and my parents