Chapter 49

Kreacher sent a concussive blast at the DE's surrounding his master blowing them back and away from Regulus (like what Dobby did to Lucius Malfoy in CoS the movie when he tried to attack Harry). Then before anyone could react, he ran forward, grabbed ahold of Regulus and disappeared with a pop but not before a cutting curse from Voldemort found his side.

Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall sat shocked and silent in Dumbledore's office trying to assimilate the things that had just been explained to them. It was a lot to take in. But neither even considered that it wasn't true. It made a lot of sense and also explained a lot about what the four students had been up to for the last week.

"So what happens now?" asked McGonagall. "By the way where is Peter Pettigrew?"

"He got away. It seems he slipped away during the commotion of our arrival in the Great Hall. Probably knew we were on to him and didn't want to face us. The bastard," Sirius said.

"I think…" started James, but he was interrupted by a loud pop as Kreacher appeared in the room supporting a nearly fainting Regulus Black.

"Kreacher, what happened?" Sirius ran forward and pulled his brother from the house elf's grasp.

"Kreacher found Master Regulus surrounded by the Dark Lord's followers. Kreacher got them away from Master but they had already hurt him badly."

"Take him down to the Infirmary please, Kreacher, Madam Pomfrey will be able to put him right. And ask her for help with your own wound. Thank you, Kreacher, you saved his life and I will always be grateful to you for that. You did me a favor and I'm grateful."

"Happy to please, young master." Kreacher grinned at Sirius's stunned expression and taking hold of Regulus, he disappeared with another loud crack.

"What were you saying, James," asked Remus to get the attention off of Sirius who was just standing there with his mouth open.

"I said I think that we should finish the book and see what happens. I wish we had more than this one, though. I'd like to know more about my son," he

looked at Lily who mock scowled at him, "I mean our son. He sounds like a very nice person. Okay, okay, that's putting it mildly."

With that comment a bright light flashed and a pile of four more books appeared on Dumbledore's desk.