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"You did WHAT?!"
"You be not mad, young master Sirius" Kreacher the house-elf was flinching repeatedly while he was watching young master searching through the kitchen.
"You are really trying to tell me you deprived the noble and most ancient house of Black of its noble and most ancient cookie cutters?"
"Miss Narcissa's marriage portion -"
"She should take paintings and jewelry, but not our enchanted cookie cutters! She doesn't even like sweets!" Master Sirius clasped his hands and said grimly. "Next time you'll tell me Bella took our great noble and most ancient cookery book with the original simnel cake recipe."
"Young master Sirius be not mad -"
"WHAT?!" Young master yelled very inadequately "No. No, no, no. Traitors, traitors all around me. That's it, I'm off to the Potters. They do respect me, they'll give me a proper quantity of Easter sugar. You may tell that my mother. And you," Sirius narrowed his eyes, "You'll remember me, Kreacher. There'll be a time when I'll waste something you appreciate!"
Kreacher shrugged. Like anyone would ever let the flagitious master Sirius inherit anything from the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. And what else Kreacher cared about?
A/N: So this is a true story. Almost. My Brother promised next time he'll remember to give me our noble and ancient kitchen devices before holidays, so I wont end up with a massive amount of dough and no cookie cutters to finish my work.
Happy Easter everybody!