Harry Potter and the Secret Squib!
Chapter Six: Kreacher's Secret
Harry and Hermione walked back towards the middle of the room and sat down, everyone sat around Harry, even Mr. and Mrs. Granger
"Okay Harry dear, are you ready now?" asked Mrs. Weasley kindly
"Yea -
"Mum! Who isn't ready for presents?!" interrupted Ron
"Oh Ronald, shut up!" she said fiercely "I'm sorry Harry dear, go on..."
Harry smiled.
"Yeah... but I've never really celebrated my birthday properly before; the Dursley's never let me!"
"Don't worry about that happening this year dear" said Mrs. Weasley as she reached inside her apron pocket and pulled out her wand "Accio Presents"
Suddenly dozens of parcels and envelopes came soaring into the room (each parcels and envelope differed in size). They all landed straight in front of Harry and formed a perfect pyramid.
"Whoa... who are these all from? They can't all be for me can they?" questioned Harry
"They're from all of us mate, and of course they're all for you!" answered Ron
Harry couldn't believe his eyes, he was speechless, there must have been at least 15 presents in front of him. Harry took the one from the top of the pyramid and opened the card attached to it.
To Harry,
Happy Birthday Dear!
We hope you have a lovely one!
Love,
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley
Harry put down the birthday card with a huge grin on his face, he ripped the wrapping of the present – he couldn't believe what he saw, Mrs. Weasley had baked him a gorgeous looking cake, she had also knitted him and new jumper saying 'Happy Sixteenth Harry!" and Harry had also gotten a forty watt light bulb off Mr. Weasley
After three quarters of an hour Harry had finally finished opening all his presents and cards.
He had received some 'Fly around flappo's' and 'Super hearing eardrums' sweets off Fred and George; A mini moving (flying and fire breathing) Hungarian Horntail toy figure from Charlie; Bill had given him a copy of 'The Key To Spell Breaking by Feltic Twaller'; Percy had also gotten him a book, but one Harry would never want to read, it was 'Ministry of Magic: The Rules!'; Ron had given Harry something he knew he would like, Ron got him the 'Broom Care Kit: Version 2.0' and also a Chuddly Cannon's jumper; Hermione had gotten Harry something that could be used to make homework much easier, she got him a 'Say It, Don't Write It' quill' (all Harry would have to do from no one would say his homework out loud and the quill would right it down magically!); Hagrid had sent Harry yet another home made cake which read 'Happy sixteenth Harry!'; Ginny had got him a huge tub of 'Sleekeasy's Long Lasting Hair Gel'; Harry received 'The Monster Book of Monster Jokes by Josh 'laughing' McGee' from Tonks; Kingsley had given him a copy of 'Defence against the Dark Arts: Old Spells, But Useful by Sir Hugo Winbed'; Harry also received several bottles of Firewhiskey from Mundungus (Mrs. Weasley didn't approve); Moody had given him a 'Evil Enquirer' (The newest Sneakoscope out) and Harry even received a week old TV guide from his Uncle Vernon, which Harry instantly gave to Mr. Weasley.
But the most significant gifts Harry got came from his Aunt Petunia and Lupin.
Aunt Petunia had given Harry an old magical photo of herself, Harry, James, Lily, Remus and Sirius. Harry couldn't believe it, there it was, the proof that she honestly cared for him, and there he was in the picture – waving. He must have been about a year old, sitting in his mother arms as she smiled, he was in the middle of his mother and father's best friends.
Lupin's present was Harry's favourite though, he had given him James' old good luck charm – a small silver necklace with five little silver cubes going around it with letters indented in them – it read: MAGIC.
Harry couldn't believe it, he had got presents from everyone, he was so happy, this was easily the best birthday he had ever had
"Oh where is it?" said Mrs. Weasley to herself loudly "Ron dear, could you go up stairs and look for 'The Magical Cook Book. Volume Five.' for me?"
"What?! Why can't Bill or Charlie? They can apperate can't they?" replied Ron sharply
"Yes Ron, but, they don't know their way around this place; they could be apperating to who-knows-where!" said Mrs. Weasley flatly
"Ron, me and Harry will be happy to help!" said Hermione while elbowing Harry in the ribs
"Owe... What...why'd yo- oh! Oh yeah! We'll help..."
"Oh that's so sweet you two, but you should both relax, Ron can manage alone, I'm guessing you didn't get much sleep last night Harry?" replied Mrs. Weasley
Harry smiled and nodded while rubbing his ribs.
"Well, I slept perfectly last night Mrs. Weasley, I'll be happy to help Ron" said Hermione as she ran up the stairs to catch Ron
Harry sat down and started rubbing his ribs again "Whats up with people elbowing me in the ribs today? George better not have put a sign on me again!"
After about another thirty minutes Harry saw Ron and Hermione come down the stairs and sit on either side of Harry.
"Hey guys... How'd it go? Did you find the book?" asked Harry
"W-What? What d'ya mean... H-How'd it go?! Oh the book, w-whoops, I – erm – forgot to pick it up..." said Ron nervously "I'll – I'll just go get it now..."
"Nah, don't worry about it mate, I'll get it, you sit down and relax, you seem kinda' jumpy, what happened? Did Kreacher jump out on you or something?" asked Harry
"Y-yeah... something like that..." answered Ron quietly
Harry shot up the stairs in search for the book. He found Kreacher the house elf in the hall way running around in circles waving his arms around while singing
"I know a secret! I know a secret!" sung Kreacher "I know a sec – oh... its you... what'da you want?
Kreacher was an extremely old and bitter house elf, he would be naked if it wasn't for the filthy rag covering him like a toga or loincloth, he's skin seem to just hang off his bones, like it was two or three sizes too big for him, his eyes were blood shot and watery grey, and his bat like ears had a lot of hair growing out of them.
"What secret do you know Kreacher..." said Harry sweetly
"It's none of your filthy little half-blood business... so go away and leave me and my mistress alone!" said Kreacher evilly
"Kreacher! Tell me your secret!" shouted Harry hotly
"Get away from me or you'll have the same fate as that betraying piece of sc -"
Before Kreacher could finish his sentence Harry had pulled him up by his loincloth to Harry's eye level and slammed him into the wall "Never... speak... of... Sirius... again!" shouted Harry will ramming Kreacher into the wall after each pause
"I'll do as I want in my mistress' house you worthless little half-blood!" laughed Kreacher as he faded from Harry's hands like Harry had saw Dobby do in his second year.
Harry knew Kreacher was still near him... he could hear him laughing and singing. Harry closed his eyes and tried to listen and find where Kreacher was... seconds kept passing... Harry found it hard to concentrate with Kreacher's laughing... Then suddenly... Harry heard him. He furiously opened his eyes and let out a enormous amount of emotional magic
Suddenly Kreacher stopped laughing... he started to become visible again... he was standing exactly where Harry's eyes were facing... completely still... Harry had hit him with some sort of spell... it had worked.
Harry pushed Kreacher's stone body to the floor and held him down by his neck; Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it at Kreacher's head
"Alright Kreacher... We'll play your way... the effects should wear off in a minute and then I want you to tell me everything you know... and if you try and run again... I'll Avada Kedavra your ugly face before you get a chance..." laughed Harry
"You – you... d-don't have the – the guts..." said Kreacher has the effects started to slowly wear off
"Try me..."
"You'll – you'll get sent to Az – to Azkaban..." said Kreacher suddenly sounding terrified
"Get sent to Azkaban for killing a grumpy git of a house elf like you, you've gotta' be kidding me... they'll probably thank me... anyway...if I do... I can say hello to some of your old friends can't I... not all of them escaped..." Harry smiled.
"Alright! Alright!" Kreacher wept
"Good boy, now, from the beginning..." Harry said sweetly
"I – I was in one of the rooms... that one there" pointed Kreacher "When the red headed traitor and Mudblood girl came in... they were looking for something... and they woke – woke me up – I was asleep in the corner under a pile of clothes... then... they – they kissed... they kept kissing until I jumped out and – and scared them... they told me to – to keep it a secret... b – but I don't do anything for – for Mudbloods..." smiled Kreacher evilly.
Harry couldn't believe it... Ron and Hermione – kissing. Kreacher must be lying... but... it would explain why they were acting so weird when they came down... and why Ron was so... nervous...
"Kreacher... if you're lying to me I'll-"
"No sir... I am not lying sir... you are practically family sir..." whimpered Kreacher
Harry lowered his wand slowly and let go of Kreacher to let him up
"Kreacher, I'll be asking Ron and Hermione about this... if they say it's not true... I'll be after you for the real secret..."
"Yes – yes sir..." said Kreacher as he started to talk off "Pathetic little half-bloods, thinking he can order me about... you'll see soon... you'll see soon..." he mumbled loudly to himself.
Harry went into the room Kreacher pointed out and picked up the cook book, the clothes in the corner were scattered around the floor like someone small had jumped out from them.
"Harry! What took you so long?" shouted Ron as Harry walked down the stairs with the book
"I – err – didn't know what room it was in... the one it was in was the last one I looked in!" laughed Harry