Kreacher walks into the room beginning to clean off the tapestry with a feather duster.
"Kreacher will keep it tidy here Mistress...Kreacher will make sure the tapestry remains" said Kreacher.
Kreacher squints his eyes at a piece of the tapestry.
"Who is beside Miss Cissy" said Kreacher moving to where a piece of the tapestry read Narcissa Black.
Kreacher dusted away an old dusty spot, then revealing another beside her.
"Ecko Black" questioned Kreacher puzzled.
"You wouldn't remember her Kreacher" said a familiar voice from the door.
'Blood traitor filth, walking among Mistresses house...oh what would Mistress say to Kreacher' Kreacher thought to himself.
"Master Sirius, Kreacher is proud to see you...it seems as though Master is right, that Kreacher does not remember" said Kreacher turning and bowing to Sirius.
Sirius walked along the wall, and looked to where his piece of the tapestry once had been.
"Kreacher must excuse himself Master, Master wished him to clean" said Kreacher walking out of the room.
Kreacher left his cleaning equipment at the bottom of the steps, where he then opened up a well hidden door where he had a room. He looked around, he had known he'd seen something that the blood traitor Weasleys had tried to throw out. Kreacher moved through his stuff, and there it was! He found it, Kreacher blew off the dust on the book.
There on the outside of the book was a picture of a smiling girl; she had silky medium length black hair, light brown skin, and grey eyes. Underneath the picture was lettering that spelled; Ecko Black.
It was a daily journal, and he had found it! He now had exactly four of them; Miss Meda's, Miss Bella's, and Miss Cissy's. Kreacher carefully placed it on the small shelf above his small bed, which he rarely slept in.
"Kreacher" said Sirius opening Kreacher's door.
Kreacher quickly his the journal behind his back.
"What are you hiding behind your back" said Sirius.
"Kreacher is hiding nothing, he is just presenting himself to Master properly" said Kreacher.
"Kreacher" said Sirius pulling Kreacher out of his sleeping quarters, and holding him up in the air.
Sirius then snatched the journal from behind Kreacher's back.
"Kreacher only wished to read it" said Kreacher.
"Where did you get this" said Sirius.
"Kreacher had saved it, from...the cleaning" said Kreacher.
Sirius knew that phrase well; Kreacher had since used it, to discuss what the Weasleys and a few others had done awhile back to clean the house. Sirius had returned after the war awaiting for someone else to return as well.
"Well go on then" said Sirius.
Kreacher looked to the journal with interest.
"Go" said Sirius.
Kreacher obeyed, and walked down the hall with his mop and bucket. Sirius then went into the living room, and sat in an armchair. He knew this was Ecko's...he had seen it before, but why not read it?
Sirius opened the journal, and began to read it:
Mother gave you to me today, she gave all of us journals. It's a wonderful thing for her to do, don't you think.