A/N I still own nothing :'-( except this now half empty can of hoops...wait its half full yay:-) I would also like to dedicate this chapter to a great guy called thephantom114. He inspires me at all times. Keep going dude.

Kreature's End

Harry had a lot to think about. What was going to happen to him in this battle of good versus evil? Harry versus Voldemort. Gry- the door opened and Remus entered. He walked over to Harry and put a hand on his shoulder.

"You all right Harry?" Remus questioned, concerned for his young charge.

"I- will be, for know…I don't know it still hurts to just think about…talking about," Harry laughed "Oh I don't know…it feels like its consuming me at times but when I approach…it, it seems to over power me…and I just want to…run away…from it." Harry finished sighing and slumping in his chair. It had been difficult enough just saying that little bit about Sirius. Talking about him… Remus knew what Harry was feeling so he just squeezed his shoulder. Oh Remus knew all to well what Harry was feeling like. After James and Lilly…Remus shuddered slightly. It still hurt to think about them times. Yet for know he had to be strong for Harry. He was going to need emotional support. He wasn't sure how much of he could provide. He didn't know Harry that well and didn't have the emotional understanding that Sirius had developed with him. He would just have to try his best to get that and get to know Harry while providing what Harry needed at the moment. A father figure. Someone to stand by him when he couldn't talk to his friends. Remus almost laughed when he thought about a certain talk he would have to give Harry about the birds and the bees. Remus smiled when he remembered all four of the Marauders getting that talk from James' dad. Then he sighed. There was none of them left to give him that talk except for him. He remembered after when they had planned to give their kids "the talk" and how it would go. Him and Peter where supposedly giving the practical and emotional side of it. Sirius and James were meant to give the "advance class" with spells and techniques. Remus sighed. What he wouldn't give to be back in those days. Oh well. He had heard somewhere it did "not do to dwell on dreams". Remus squeezed Harry's shoulder again.

"Come on Harry let's go to the kitchen with the others." Harry sighed and stood up and they proceeded to the door. Harry looked around the room once and noticed that it was actually a mess. Why did they choose this room anyway? It was quite dusty and dirty and a few bottles lying about. Oh well he would have to clean it tomorrow. Harry turned for the door when there was a 'pop'. Harry spun around drawing his wand from his jeans before Remus even had time to react. Harry was met with the round tennis ball eyes of

"Dobby!" Harry yelled.

"It is being Dobby, Harry Potter sir greatest of wizards," Dobby gushed.

"What are you doing here Dobby?" Harry asked wondering why Dobby had decided to 'pop' in.

"Dobby is being feeling your need for him Harry Potter sir," Dobby replied as though it was totally natural to be 'feeling' Harry.

"You…err…felt me?" Harry asked incredulously wondering exactly what Dobby meant while Remus just snorted emitting a glare from Harry.

"Yes, Yes Harry Potter sir Dobby is being feeling you," Dobby squealed very excited. "You is seeing as you is being freeing unworthy Dobby from Malfoy…Bad Man does bad things…you is being making a bond betweeny uses muchy like a wizardy debt," Dobby was bouncing on his feet now. "So I is being able to feels you when you being requiring assitiwance." Dobby finished. Harry fell into a silence as he was thinking about something.

"Remus," Harry began "How many properties do I have after inheriting Sirius's properties?" Harry asked of Remus who looked startled for a second.

"Well I know of at least 4, there is a manor house up north which Sirius mentioned, the flat he bought in London, a villa in Spain and this place makes four," Remus explained. "Yet chances are there are more," seeing Harry's amazed look he went on "The black family were a very old and prestigious pure blood family Harry," Remus continued for Harry. "They are a very rich family and very, very old. Actually they are some of the oldest European pureblood family's there are and at least in the top 15 of oldest purebloods in the world." Harry thought for a second then turned back to Dobby.

"Dobby, how would you like to come and work for me?" Harry asked. "I am going to need help with these properties and keeping them liveable and this place could definitely do with a revamp, but there are conditions." Harry said as Dobby looked up at him with Gratitude. "First you must not call me Master, you are my friend," Dobby naturally had tears in his eyes and began to shake his vehemently. "Second, you will receive 3 gallons a week, no it is not to much that is how much you will get to do as you please with," Harry went on as Dobby was about to argue with him. "Thirdly you will get every Sunday of at least, are these terms acceptable Dobby?" Dobby did genuinely look like he really wanted to accept but something was holding him back. It clicked in Harry's head what was happening. "There is one other thing though Dobby," Dobby looked up not sure what to expect. "I may need a second house elf, if there is any friend or… companion that you would like to bring…" Harry didn't need to finish as Dobby quickly popped away. Harry turned to Remus who had an amused smile on his face. It was a few minutes before Dobby popped back in with Winky.

"We is being talking and Dobby and Winky is coming to a decision on Harry Potter sir's offer," Dobby snapped his long fingers and two small trunks appeared. Each about the size of a briefcase. "We is being accepting." Dobby beamed as he said the words. Winky was standing behind Dobby her head poking out from around his side. She appeared shy but she was nodding her head. Harry beamed. He got down on one knee then opened his arms.

"Welcome to the family Dobby and Winky," Harry almost whispered. The two little house elves had tears in their eyes as they ran up to hug him. Harry was almost knocked on to his back as they barrelled into him. He smiled none the less; even despite the fact his ribs gave a painful twinge. They all hugged tightly. They released each other and stood up, well Harry did. Remus just stood by the door with a wide grin on his face.

"Right," Harry began "first I would like you to clean up this room, then the laundry and then we will see what needs doing Ok?" Harry didn't really need to ask as the elves were only really happy when serving but he did it none the less. Dobby and Winky just nodded enthusiastically and set of to do what they had been asked.

"Your just full of surprises aren't you Prongs Jr?" Remus asked with a chuckle in his voice.

"Well…I did learn from the best how to pull out the bad didn't I Moony?" Harry retorted with a quick smirk. Remus chuckled again and laid a hand on Harry's shoulder as they walked out and down to the kitchen. As they walked won Harry looked around. This place just looked do gloomy, dead, evil…anti-Sirius. Like it was trying to deny that Sirius ever lived here. He looked up as they crept past the portrait of Sirius's mother. Harry sighed, he knew all to well what it felt like growing up in a house where no one loved you. At least Sirius had Andromeda and Tonks to a certain extent. Harry let out another deep sigh as they approached the kitchen door. Harry didn't know why he was so apprehensive to go in there. Maybe because this kitchen was were Sirius stuck up for him. Trying to let him know as much about what was going on as possible. Trying to tell him about a weapon Voldemort was trying to get. Harry snorted, he was that weapon. Remus opened the door and Harry stepped through. All the Weasley's were there, Hermione, Tonks, Alastor and Snape. It seemed Dumbledore had left. The Weasley's and Hermione were staring at him strangely. It was creeping Harry out. He noticed most of them had letters in their hands, from Sirius. Then Harry's gaze fell on 3 seats that weren't occupied. One for him, one for Remus and one for…was for Sirius. Harry smiled sadly. He felt traitorous tears prickle at his eyes but he quickly shook them away. He took his seat next to Remus still very aware of every one of the Weasley's clans and Hermione's eye's upon him. He shifted uncomfortable in his seat. He looked up to see a look of pride in Mr Weasleys face and small tears in Mrs Weasleys. He opened his mouth to say something when the door opened and Dumbledore entered the room. He noticed the odd tension in the room and he had a feeling what the problem was. He smiled and that dam twinkle shone in his eye. There was a reason he hadn't set silencing wards on that room. Dumbledore suppressed a chuckle. He still amazed himself at times. The file faltered a bit when his gaze fell on Harry. It seemed while he amazed himself still he was making mistakes as well.

"Well molly I dare say we are all very hungry indeed hmmm?" Dumbledore said "So how about you serve up some of that wonderful food of yours?" Dumbledore questioned.

"Oh most certainly Professor," Mrs Weasley replied as she bustled over to where the food was on heat. Harry shook his head as it felt like he had a scratch right at the back of his mind, he just shook it of. Harry liked his lips as the food was brought over to the table. As the cottage pie, piles of potatoes, stacks of sausages, vegetables of every sort and loads of pumpkin juice. Harry glanced over at Ron who, more than the rest of the Weasley males looked like he actually wanted to dive into the food get lost in it and have to eat his way out. Harry almost snorted but barley held it in and covered it with a cough. He could have sworn Dumbledore did the same. He shrugged that thought of because the likely hood of that was barely zero, wasn't it? Most likely his mind was just playing ticks on him. Harry shook that thought of as he dug into the food as if he didn't Ron would inhale it. Then combine that with the rest of the Weasleys…he shuddered to think how much would be left. Maybe a couple of potatoes at most. So Harry dug in with gusto. He couldn't help but marvel about how great Mrs Weasley's cooking was, it was almost magical. Harry snorted and reminded himself that it probably was prepared using magic.

There was much laughing and joking at the table. The twins tried to slip a farting whiz bang sausage on to Moony's plate, who conveniently put it on Georges, who couldn't stop releasing the most odorous gas for ten minutes. It took ten air freshening charms from Mrs Weasley who had a disapproving frown on her face. No one else could do the charm as they were all in stitches. Even Dumbledore was laughing, making him look younger. Harry settled back into his chair. He didn't know what this was but it felt like…family. Harry smiled. That was exactly what it was. A family having fun at the dinner table. What's more was they were his family. Maybe not in blood but in every other way that counted.

This was what he was fighting Voldemort to protect, moments like this.

That thought grabbed and tore at his mind. He was the only one in this world that could take Voldemort to the grave. How was he though, Harry Potter barely a sixth year at Hogwarts expected to beat one of the most feared men ever and one of the most powerful threats to existence. He was meant do it, but how. Voldemort was going to be able to pick him apart like wet paper and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Then he would move onto his family and everyone he loved. Harry suddenly felt a constricting force on his chest. He was finding it difficult to breath. His frantic eyes scanned the room trying to look for a way out. He couldn't it seemed as if everything was closing in on him. He jumped and stumbled back out of his chair. He banged into the counter and heard voices calling out to him. He just wanted to get away. He could feel the sweat dripping down him as he backed into the corner trying to get away. They were closing in on him. He had to get out. The edge of his vision was going black and he was finding it really difficult to breath now. The blackness clouded his vision and he fell.

Harry gasped as his vision returned and he sat up. He was still in a chair in the kitchen. He looked around to notice that everyone was staring at him like he was about to drop dead.

"What happened?" Harry asked confused as to why he felt like that and collapsed.

"I'm afraid Mr Potter you had a panic attack," Dumbledore said. Everyone looked up at him saying Mr Potter instead of Harry.

"What were you thinking about Harry?" Hermione, of course, asked. Harry sighed an unperceivable sigh.

"I-erm-I don't know what I was thinking about, just everything really," Harry replied quietly. Everyone seemed to accept this as an acceptable answer. Except Dumbledore, who had a sad but knowing smile on his face. He had been thinking about Voldemort and the prophecy and got himself in to a panic over it, it was sad but true.

"Here drink this, it will help," Ginny said with a small smile. He smiled gratefully and took a sip. He felt himself calm down instantly. Chocolate helped in all matters. Harry settled himself down slightly as Mrs Weasley got up.

"Right then, pudding," Mrs Weasley then pulled out a giant chocolate pudding. A giant smack went round the table as everyone licked their lips. Ron appeared to be in heaven. So it was served and the talking started up again. Pretty soon Harry's little 'episode' was all but forgotten about. The laughing and joking was back in swing again as well.

All too soon though the food was finished. Everyone sat back with contented sighs. It was then that the door opened. In walked Kreature. Everyone drew a deep breath. Even Dumbledore seemed wary.

"Filthy Half-Bloods and Mudbloods defiling Mistresses house. At least evil dog is gone. Mistress was most pleased with Kreature," Kreature laughed once. Harry saw a veil of red descend over his eyes. All he could think about was how this creature was responsible for Sirius's death. Killing him wouldn't bring Sirius back. But it would make him feel a hell of a lot better. Harry growled. Moony looked at him. Then with a mighty leap Harry was over the table and had pinned him against the wall with one hand. He felt something with in him let loose. He barely registered Dumbledore yelling for everyone to get back and putting up a shield. Harry unleashed his aura. There were many gasps at the size of it. It was the most beautiful emerald green anyone had ever seen. Yet only a quarter of it was in focus. The other three quarters were veiled in a grey. It pulsed with life and it seemed at the same time the emerald green was eating at the grey. Yet at the same time the grey was getting bigger and stretching out. The colour seeped into the kitchen. Yet his whole aura was outlined in the deepest black that any of them had seen. The black seemed to be fighting to get into the grey. Harry looked into Kreature's eyes.

"You Kreature, of the house elf race are being charged by your new master to have been instrumental in your last master's demise." Harry didn't know where the words were coming from but they just felt right. They just came forth and Harry didn't think he could stop them. "By the magic that your forefathers bonded themselves to us, I enforce the right to try you under you sins. I call forth an elfish trial of sins," it was then that a golden dagger, with runic inscriptions running down the blade and hilt and with a small red jewel embedded in the hilt appeared in front of Harry. He didn't know what he was doing but he grabbed the dagger, pulling his right hand away from Kreature who stayed pinned to the wall, and put the point to the centre of his left palm and applied pressure until he drew a single drop of blood. He then quickly drew the blade down the rest of his palm and then let a single drop of blood fall on the jewel which glowed a bright green. The cut then healed itself. "I call members of your race to judge you!" There was a pop and Dobby and Winky appeared. Dobby to the right of Harry and Winky to the left. Both wore a robe of deep green. They looked at each other than they placed a single long finger each above each of Kreature's eyebrow. They closed their eyes. There was a few moments of silence with only Harry's aura pulsing. Then Dobby and Winky opened their eyes.

"We," began Dobby "is being finding you, Kreature, guilty of the charge being broughts upon you!" Dobby finished with an outraged look.

"You is being betraying your master," Winky continued on "and being helping his enemy and is getting him killed, we is being sentencing you to death!" Winky finished. Then she grabbed the dagger that was know back in the air and cut her left palm. Dobby did the same then followed by Harry. They put their hands together then took them apart. Harry placed his hand on Kreature's forehead, followed by Dobby and then Winky. There was a flash of light as Kreature screamed. Then it stopped. There was a slight scorch mark on the wall. Harry's aura disappeared. Harry turned around smiled slightly…then collapsed as Dobby and Winky popped away.

A/N yay another chapter done. You may have to wait a little bit for the next few chpaters as i'm having trouble explaining the meaning of life etc etc etc the next chapter should be longer than these hopefully. Originally chapters 5 and 6 were going to be just one but Ididn't want them overly long. I think no more than 5000 words a chapter and hopefully at least 3500 foe each one from now on.anyway...if you would like to point out any spelling or word mistakes I make in a chapter that would be great. it all helps improve the story. Im adding this now as I have an apology to make for lack of updateage. It's my GCSE's and all though I'm not doing them untill next year I have had to do two of my English courseworks. They take time and planning, so hopefully I shall be able to get more done on the future chapters.

Nightwing 509: Thank you. The feud between Dumbledore and Harry will not be the main point of the story as they do come to an understanding I think in chapter 7 and then later on their friendship becomes stronger.

miss-peake: Now thank you very much. Don't worry about the timing of the review and I was happy to review your story as it was good. The R/Hr will continue on in the story but you know Ron the prat. It will take some ahem outside interference to get them together. They will get there just with lots of frustration on the way. That is a good song isn't it. As for the bit about the dork lord of course it was not a mistake hehehe. As for my disclaimer well hopefully they will all provide some light relief from my later more depressing work. Yes we really should have that chat as there is only 70 days, 23 hours 22 minutesuntill Half-Blood Prince is out. We are not sad at all.