Grimmauld place was filled for the first time in many years. Since the death of Orion, no one in the family had been back in the house. The old woman had cut off most of the family. The woman had lived there alone except for her house elves since her husband had died. With on son dead and the other in prison, she had no immediate family. Her nieces she never spoke to. One had married a muggle born and the other married a Death Eater. Since Voldemort was defeated and the marks disappeared, Lucius had come out as a spy, but the woman hadn't known. The hospital and aurors had been informed by the old house elf that he had found his mistress on the floor. By the time help came, she was dead.

Moody walked into the house though he was not quite certain why. As head of the aurors, he would usually not come to such a scene. But he was reminded of Sirius. He believed his young protégé was innocent, and hoped one day to be able to prove it.

He walked into the house. "What happened?"

A healer turned. "She suffered a stroke."

Moody called the elf. "Why didn't you summon help sooner?"

Kreacher bobbed. "I did as soon as I see mistress fall."

The healer agreed. "It would have been quick."

Moody motioned. "We should remove the body."

"Should we not wait for family?"

Moody grunted. "The body may rot before."

He looked at Wallburga before the blanket had been put over the woman. He had only ever seen her in public but for once. He had been shocked when the woman had come to him. Her son was in a cell and had not been given a trial of any kind. She had demanded to know how to get him one. It was the only time he had even heard of the woman showing any interest in her son who had run away from home. Unfortunately Moody had yet to be able to find any proof and gain him a trial. With the help of Remus and others, he was not giving up hope.

He was surprised when Narcissa and Andromeda appeared soon after the body was taken. He knew the family would be contacted, and as the woman's nieces they were her closest family beyond her son, but it shocked him. There was no love lost with the old woman.

He turned to them. "I wasn't expecting you."

Narcissa sighed. "My husband heard."

Andromeda agreed. "I was at the hospital."

He asked. "Is the estate…"

Narcissa shook her head. "It goes to Sirius, even in prison."

Andromeda agreed. "Though his godson could access as an adult."

Moody knew they meant Harry. "And the house?"

Narcissa looked around. "Closed up for now."

"Hasn't been seen but for the old witch since our Uncle died."

Wallburga had not had any visitors that they knew of since her husband had died. It had been three years since the end of the war, and since her son went to prison, but she had become a recluse of sorts. Narcissa and her husband were known as spies but she still didn't speak to them. Wallburga and Orion may have been old bloods and traditional, but like many lords, they never followed the dark lord. It was usually younger sons, with the exception of a few like Lucius who was a spy, and Rodolphus. Andromeda of course was not welcome since she married.

Moody led the women out of the house who stood with an attorney from the family. The attorney used spells to lock up the house for now. Andromeda had been named as guardian of the estate in Harry's name, until he came of age, or unless Sirius was freed.

Moody wondered. "The elves?"

Narcissa shook her head. "The only one left is old Kreacher and he won't leave."

Andromeda agreed. "He won't take orders from anyone now she is gone."

Inside the house Kreacher appeared in the portrait room and he woke up his mistress' painting. "Mistress/"

The painting was awake for the first time, it only worked when they died. "So my time has come?"

Kreacher bowed. "Yes mistress. Your traitor nieces saw the body gone."

Wallburga asked. "Where is he?"

"He be hiding in the safe room. Kreacher be making sure he not be found."

"Good. You will make sure he is safe."

"Yes mistress, Kreacher make sure little master is never taken."

Kreacher went to the safe room to find his new little master. He lock the little boy in the room to keep him safe. He promise mistress no one find boy. The boy not be safe if they found him. Mistress had taken the little boy away from his very bad home. Kreacher take care of him. His little master was in the room crying on the floor. He was very scared. He had seen Mistress die. And he was very scared by the new people as well.

Kreacher motion. "Come Master Harry, they are all gone. Kreacher be making you some lunch now."