Kreacher my Love/A Harry Potter fan fic

By JekyllHydeClub

This is a continuation of Regulus Black's story had it not been full of plot holes in books, trust me google it we're not by far the only ones to have seen this. Here is our take on how it went down. We must warn you, Gentle Readers, that this even sort of traumatized us at first, but we listen to the tales characters whisper to us and are loyal to them, writing them down even if we don't particularly like it. Bottom line it makes sense. One of us had a dream that inspired this writing/Makes us feel like the Shellys' now all we need is a Lord Byron to hang out with.

For now this story is self contained. Most characters other than Magritte WestCraven, Dora and Mortis, the death phoenix, belong to JKR and not us, obviously.

In this 2 hearts at last come together who should've been so for a long time. Two souls who were suffering have at last found their well deserved peace.

A little back story here as the relationship between Regulus Black and Kreacher may be...ur...a bit difficult for people to grasp as it is so strange. Regulus Black's story doesn't change from what JKR wrote. What she was not aware of was that he had a vampire friend turn him before he went into the lake ofInferi. He hid out only returning when it seemed Voldemort had resurfaced. He'd been unable to find Kreacher or the house before due to the charms Sirius had placed on it for the sake of the order, and had sent the elf a note he'd never gotten. So Regulus also believed it was unsafe to return before that. He also believed that Kreacher did not wish to see him again due to what Kreacher suffered at Voldemort's hands. Regulus falsely believed that Kreacher blamed him because he, Regulus, blamed himself. Regulus is a bit of a tragic character in that sense carrying all the blame that was his and then some for unknowingly following the monster Voldemort was and never being aware. Not only that this error in judgement nearly got his dearest friend killed for such a stupid reason as to see if some defenses on a locket actually worked!

This bit of writing takes place between Harry's 5th and 6th year of school.

Part 2

"Regulus is inviting us out to dinner," Severus said, lowering the note he held."But he...can't eat. Is he asking us to watch him kill Death Eaters or...I'm confused."

Severus snickered, a rare occurrence for him, but if anyone could make him laugh it was Magritte. She rarely made others laugh, but that made her all the more reliable.

"He says he's fallen in love and wants us to have dinner with them both. He says his lady is mortal and will be dining with us."

"Fallen in what?" Mag's large green eyes flew wide, her lips parted slightly. "Like as of yesterday he was entirely single, wasn't he?"

Severus chuckled again, breaking a daily record. "I thought so."

"Alright then," Mag said.

The two walked into the restaurant Regulus had given the address for in his letter. It was a low key affair, yet classy and intimate with small tables for 4. The carpet wasn't overly thick but that likely made it easier to clean. There was a lot of shiny brass about that put Severus in mind of Victorian styles. The two waited in the foyer for Regulus and whoever his companion was, both expressing curiosity in a quiet conversation as they stood off to the side so that other diners could come and go. Regulus entered soon enough with a young woman's hand in his. She stood at average height, perhaps 5 feet 4 inches with a simple green dress on that looked a bit outdated. Something in her face when she and Regulus came to stand in front of them looked startlingly familiar, but Severus couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Kreacher and I wanted to be the ones to tell you," Regulus said.

"Kreacher," Severus looked about for the elf. "Tell us what?"

The girl at Regulus's side blushed and cleared her throat slightly. "Kreacher...is here," she said quietly.

"Where,"Mag began then her jaw dropped. Severus then understood why the girl's face looked so familiar. It was her round elf eyes. "But what..." he stuttered. "Why? What are you doing?"

Was this some scheme to capture more Death Eaters? Because otherwise he was confused.

"Kreacher and I are a couple now. We are happier than we could've ever imagined and we hope you will be happy for us as well," Regulus said and Mag choked.

A serving witch came to seat them so the four remained silent until she'd gotten them settled and taken drink orders for the three who could have them. Regulus ordered as well so needless attention wouldn't be brought to the fact he was a vampire. No one had recognized him upon his return thus far for the simple fact he hadn't changed in so long. No one would've expected that and he was nearly as young as a Hogwarts student. Once the witch was out of sight, Severus said, "If this is a joke, which I hope it is, we don't have time for such silliness right now, which the two of you should know."

"It's no joke," Regulus said, giving him a slight frown. "As I said I'd hoped you would be happy for us."

Severus was having difficulty processing this and had nothing to say for several seconds. Mag only stared wordlessly. "But why," Severus finally managed.

"Because we love one another very much and it's not as if anyone else could make either of us truly happy or be as close to us as we are to one another. With that in mind we felt we should give it a go," Regulus said.

Severus looked at Kreacher. "You...you suddenly want to shag Regulus?"

He knew this was none of his affair...none at all, but his mind just couldn't take it in.

"Kreacher likes it quite a lot. He enjoys himself quite a lot with Master Regulus's body," he said rather shamelessly.

Mag made a sound of disgust.

"I see," Severus said dryly. More than he needed to see truly.

"I really wish you would stop calling me Master. We were best friends for ages and you still insisted on that rubbish but now that we're...far more I really wish you'd not call me that," Regulus protested half heartedly, obviously knowing that Kreacher always did what Kreacher wished to do.

"Kreacher knows, but he enjoys calling Regulus Master Regulus."

The drinks arrived, giving Severus's mind a blessed mental respite, and they ordered. The dinner was spent attempting to make small talk. When Kreacher and Regulus began kissing eventually, Mag and Severus exchanged looks of mutual horror and the looks remained in place as Regulus drew Kreacher onto his lap and began to feed him...her?

"You didn't eat nearly enough while I was gone," the vampire said tenderly.

"Kreacher didn't care," the elf said, a sadness that somehow disturbed Severus flickering over his eyes briefly before he snuggled closer to Regulus, gaze clearing as he took another bite of the shrimp he'd ordered.

If this made them both less miserable, Severus supposed he understood, but most of his mind was still reeling with shock and it was going to take a lot of getting used to.

"Are you going to tell Albus," Mag asked, suddenly amused at the prospect. She wasn't a huge Dumbledore fan, to Severus's annoyance. Mag always felt that Albus should've been more aggressive against Voldemort in the beginning and that he should've never allowed Harry Potter into Hogwarts as, to her mind, it made the school unsafe for other students. She having been 2 years ahead of him had felt resentful at all the drama his attendance at the school caused including that of the triwizard tournament.

"Oh I think he'll figure it out for himself," Regulus said casually. "It isn't as if we're trying to hide it."

"Kreacher thinks he would like to learn transfiguration from Albus Dumbledore," the elf...former elf spoke up, eyes brightening at his sudden idea. "He is supposed to be one of the best and if Kreacher ever has to take his form again for any reason, he would prefer to learn to do it himself."

Severus thought that with this in mind, it was a good thing Albus was so bloody open minded.