A/N I own nothing. I haven't written in awhile, but due to increased boredom, I did.
Mrs. Black was not impressed.
Sitting before her was a house elf. As house elves went, he was decent enough. He cooked well, cleaned thoroughly and his devotion border lined on obsessive. However, right now, he was wearing a cooking pot on his head and had a green pillowcase draped across his back and arms.
"He's supposed to be a dragon." 7-year-old Sirius Black supplied helpfully. Regulus cowered behind her. Kreacher shifted his cooking pot uncomfortably.
"And why is the house elf been dressed up like a dragon?" Mrs. Black demanded. He had supposed to be cooking dinner.
"Wanted to slay him." Sirius replied.
"But he didn't, mother! He was going to let the dragon EAT ME!" Regulus wailed from where behind her.
"It's a house elf, Regulus, not a real dragon. It wouldn't have eaten you." Mrs. Black sighed. She was always torn on which was worse; her eldest son's antics or her younger son's whining.
"Blacks do not slay dragons! We let dragon's eat our enemies!" a male voice called from the living room. Comments such as these, Mrs. Black realized early on, were the only support she ever got from her husband concerning their children. And they rarely helped.
"I'm the enemy?" Regulus cried. Sirius snickered and the elf looked somewhat ashamed.
"Enough!" Mrs. Black needed to nip this situation in the bud. "Kreacher, I want dinner to be ready promptly. You will appropriately punish yourself before starting. Sirius, you will from henceforth stay out of the cooking pots and good linen. Regulus…" she trailed off. Regulus was curled up behind her, sniffling and still looking at the elf like it might eat him. She decided this situation was Sirius's fault.
"Regulus, go get a sweetie from the dining room dish and calm down. Sirius, go to your room." Mrs. Black was done with this. She had much more important things to do and quickly took her leave from the hallway. Well, at least she thought she was done with it till she heard Sirius roar, Kreacher wail and Regulus give a muffled scream.
He had thrown the dragon elf at Regulus. Complete with the sound effect of roaring.