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After a few days Sirius had returned again. To be honest he'd enjoyed the peace and quiet something he'd never have expected himself to ever say. Something in the Goblin Nation during the wedding ceremony had thoroughly shaken him to his core and it was indeed something he couldn't shake. It was almost as though he'd seen everything he'd ever done wrong in his life, known it was wrong and moved on from it. The horrors of Grimmauld Place and jail were firmly behind him now and for once he felt optimistic. He had gotten a new house elf to bind solely to him and given her the run of Grimmauld place. Her name was Betty. Kreacher had been totally outraged until Sirius had asked him what his actual skill was in. He'd learned that this was a thing from his godson.
"Kreacher this is Betty! She is my new house elf and my personal elf. She will be taking care of the cleaning of the house and I know you're not happy about that but what is your skill? I learned from Harry earlier on that all elves have a skill and taking care of the house obviously isn't yours!" he said as Kreacher seemed to look highly conflicted for a moment.
"No one has ever asked Kreacher this question and he has wondered why many times. You are right master cleaning the house is not my skill. It is why the house looks so bad. My skill is gardening and brewing master. If you ever need me to grow any plant or brew any potion I can do it. No one has ever asked me to though and it has worn me out!" he said as Sirius took in his awful appearance understanding more.
"Kreacher go out now and purchase a vial of phoenix tears which is large enough. When you get it put it into three separate vials and then come here!" he ordered as Kreacher left at the same time as an owl left a letter for him from Gringotts.
Dear Lord Black,
We wished to inform you of something which occurred when you last took a cleansing test here. We hadn't noticed until we needed to check your documents for something but your age has changed. It notes on our system here that in nineteen seventy five you were fed an aging potion which forced you to become older then you actually are. We don't know what age you were but we do know you are now your right age of thirty years old. It says the late Walburga Black administered the potion to you. Have a pleasant day and may your vaults always flow with gold.
Signed Account Manager Sharpaxe.
That was goblins for you. Always straight to the point and then gone again. Why was he not surprised his mother had wanted him to be older. Probably so he would be old enough for the damn dark mark or something. Voldemort never took minors which was something she was disappointed about and had been vocal about often in her life. Kreacher then popped back in with the three vials as Sirius looked at them in awe.
"These are much larger than I was anticipating Kreacher. I need you to put some of it into four other vials. Give one of those vials to Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Severus Snape and Remus Lupin now and make sure they drink them. Tell me what happens when Remus drinks his. Give it to him last please!" he said as Kreacher left doing as he was asked.
He forced a highly confused Molly and Arthur who had been together to drink the vials and pass them back to him. Arthur's old back injury cleared up and Molly had optimal health now. Both of them looked about ten years younger too. It was amazing how much stress could age someone. Severus Snape was a pain in the ass and took ages to find. He was never in one place for long but he did find him in Spinners end and managed to stop him right there for a moment. Severus took and drunk the liquid which took more force then Kreacher was used to. He also looked healthier than he ever had before and had no idea why because Kreacher had taken the vial and left before he could notice him. Remus Lupin was found and forced to drink the vial as he screamed his head off. All of his injuries he'd ever endured in his life were healed in one go. His Lycanthropy was also reduced. It would never be gone obviously but this did ensure he'd never transform again. He'd be stuck eating rare meat for the rest of his life though. He'd need to do that at least twice a week which was good enough for him. Somehow inherently knowing that he'd never transform again was life changing for him. So he'd always be a werewolf just one who didn't transform. He was highly confused about that and how he even knew it he just did. It was just one of those things he couldn't explain. Kreacher gasped and popped away.
"Master I am here. Everyone got healthier. Remus Lupin is still a werewolf but it affected him there. He will never transform again. He will need to eat rare meat often. I don't know how I can tell this I just can!" he said as Sirius whipped his head around stunned. He almost fainted but held himself from doing it.
"Good job Kreacher. Take one vial home and keep it there for further use at a later time and split the final one into four pieces. Give one to Dobby, Betty and Lola and take the last one yourself here with me" he ordered as Kreacher nodded. It was easier to tell the others that his master had ordered him to give them the phoenix tears to drink so they would easily comply. He drank his portion and his body released all aches he'd previously had. His back hump was now gone and he could stand taller once again. He did also look younger and felt fantastic.
"Oh good master thank you Master!" he said crying at Sirius' feet. Sirius looked around awkwardly.
"Um yeah alright Kreacher no hassle. Go home please and sort out the potions lab. Buy everything and anything you need for it. We will need some blood replenishing potions as many as you can make. Get the largest cauldrons they sell for this purpose. Then I need you to make hangover potion, Pepper up potion and any other medical potion which could be needed ok. Focus solely on that task and don't answer the call of anyone unless it is me or Harry ok?" he said as Kreacher stood even taller looking extremely proud.
"I will do it. In two weeks you can have five hundred blood replenishing potions and I will also make the others too. Thank you master for giving me the task I can do!" he enthused popping away again. He descended the stairs to find Harry and Lola cooking together. Man that elf truly did love Harry didn't she? They all sat down to a stunning beef bourgeon. Elsewhere in Grimmauld Place one room at a time was sealed off from everyone so it could be cleaned. The first room Betty started on was the kitchen. Everyone was out now and it took her three hours to complete because of the years of caked on grime and hidden dark artifacts everywhere. She conjured a trunk from the attic which she knew to be a bottomless one and put all the dark artifacts into it as she went. People were stunned they couldn't get into the kitchen but all assumed it was for a good reason. Once it had been thorough cleaned however the true state of the chairs and table were visible and they were in extreme disrepair. One trip to Sirius later and with his permission they were chopped down for firewood and new plain ones were acquired. The kitchen now just looked exceptionally tidy and with a new table and chairs in it. Once the kitchen was reopened everyone was stunned as gorgeous roast dinner was the table as well. Molly was very irked until she met Betty.
"I am Betty and Lord Black my master has hired me to clean and cook for him. I will do this while Kreacher brews potions. That is his job after all. He was very bad at the cleaning. I live to clean and it makes me oh so happy!" she said as Hermione reeled.
"I cannot believe Sirius would have a slave! Well the nerve of that man! When I next see him he'll be hearing about it" she fumed but suddenly she was up against the wall and terrified.
"Betty is not a slave! It is Betty's job to cook and clean for the house of Black! If Betty does not work for the house of Black or any house Betty will die! I need magics to survive young one. You are not nice! You will not eat until tomorrow!" she said banishing a stunned Hermione from the kitchen. With that everyone sat down and ate the meal with many complimenting her. After dinner they all enjoyed some lemon cheesecake.
"Miss Molly Betty has made you a bath. You must go now upstairs and take it. You is doing too much for everyone and nothing for you!" she chided as Molly gasped and then hugged the elf delighted. No one had ever thought of her before. It just wasn't on their minds. She was the mother after all. She would definitely be taking more care of herself from now on. Since Ginny had gotten her empathic abilities under control she was much happier and nicer to be around. A crying Hermione sat alone in her room wondering how she could save poor Betty. She wouldn't be dissuaded either. Sirius had probably told her to say all that. It didn't matter any way. She just couldn't see it any differently.
"I got a six. Move me on six spaces. Ok that Trafalgar Square! I want to um buy that one. How many pounds is it?" Sirius asked eyeing his money warily.
"You must pay me twenty two thousand pounds if you want it!" Harry said with a smirk. He'd never played Monopoly until now and it was very annoying. It was also super easy to get competitive with one another. He handed over the money and a few hours later Draco jumped for joy as he was winner while Harry and Sirius rolled their eyes.
"Ok Draco simmer down!" Harry whined as Draco kissed him so passionately he soon forgot about the game altogether. Sirius went to bed that night in the spare room and truly did delight in watching Moody come and go from number four as it was funny. He did so every few days. In two days they'd be off to school and Harry was meeting with Severus in the alley tomorrow in a private room. He'd sent a letter with a compulsion charm built in to make him turn up and tell no one what he was doing either. To say he was pissed off when he got it was an understatement. This would be interesting.