Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Akame Ga Kill is owned by Takahiro and Tetsuya Tashiro. I own nothing.
Sirius Black had agreed to meet with them today to discuss what they were going to do in the future. Tatsumi, Akame, Kurome, Najenda, and Susanoo were the ones who decided they would go and meet with him at his home of number twelve Grimmauld Place. Najenda had brought alound the diary that Esdeath sent as well in the hopes Sirius might know more about it.
As the group walked along the street and it's adjoining row of houses they saw that two of the houses began to spread apart from one another to allow a new settlement to appear as if by magic. And since a wizard lived there that was probably the case. It certainly makes for convenient living space, Tatsumi thought as they made their way inside.
As Tatsumi entered he knew Su was going to have a field day. The house was completely filthy. Dust hung heavy in the air, cobwebs were strewn about the door frames, grime covered any mirrors that lined the narrow hall that they now stood in. Sure enough as Tatsumi glanced over at the organic Imperial Arms he saw that Su's eyes were darting around everywhere, as though being in this filthy place was giving him an anxiety attack.
"You're here," Sirius said happily as he and two other people came walking out of a door that faced the opposite end of the hall where they all stood. "I'm sorry about the mess I haven't had much time to clean up, that's why these two volunteered." Sirius gestured to the people behind him.
"More like guilted into it," the woman with bubblegum pink hair said. "I'm his cousin Tonks by the way. And this loner is Remus." Tonks pointed to the shabby looking man next to her. "So who are these colorful individuals?" Tonks asked as she eyed Su's horns.
"These are the people who took Harry in," Sirius told her. "Some of them at least."
"May I assist them with their cleaning?" Susanoo asked Najenda.
"Of course," Najenda told him, and with that Su was moving at amazing speeds dusting off tables, polishing windows, sweeping the floors, and disappeared upstairs to presumably do the same.
"Well he sure is handy," Sirius remarked as he looked around his now spotless ground floor.
"Yes he has bit of a habit when it comes to things being clean," Najenda told him.
"Just as long as he doesn't wake the portrait of my mother I'm not complaining," Sirius said with a laugh.
Tatsumi wasn't even going to ask how a portrait could be woken as Sirus led them to the kitchen where he had been previously with Remus and Tonks. "I take it you're here to talk about the Ministry?" Sirius asked as they seated themselves.
"Before we do that we have something else that just recently came into our possession," Najenda said as she laid the diary upon the table. This was the first time Tatsumi got to look at the diary, he heard that Esdeath had found it on a student and it could very easily pass for a harmless diary, if not for the killing intent that seemed to just leak off of it.
Sirius didn't seem to show any kind of reaction as he picked it up and flipped through the pages. "It's blank there's nothing written in here."
"You don't find that odd?" Najenda asked.
"What do you mean?" Tonks asked. "It's just some old diary."
"Actually I think I see what she means," Remus said.
"And what's that?"
"The diary is old as you said Tonks, but given its age someone should have written in it, but apart from that I don't see anything too out of the ordinary."
"You see one of the teachers at Hogwarts discovered this on a student," Najenda told them. "One thing she noticed was that the name on the diary was not that of the girl she got it from."
"Well then who's diary is it-," Tatsumi saw Remus trail off as he read whatever name was written down in the diary.
"Moony what is it?" Sirius asked. Remus showed him the name. "Tom Riddle." Sirius spoke the name as no more than a whisper.
"Who's Tom Riddle," Tatsumi and Tonks asked.
"I can see you don't know Tonks," Sirius said, "you're still a bit young to know all of the secrets in the auror department."
"Tom Riddle is Voldemort," Remus said in a quiet voice. Tonks fell out of her seat.
"But then how?" Tonks asked. "How did a student get one of his old books?"
"I think we have a theory for that," Najenda said. "You see over the summer Harry was visited by a house elf who claimed terrible things were going to happen this year in Hogwarts because of a diary. Sure enough a few days into term and Esdeath finds this diary, but later that same day she gets a visit from a Lucius Malfoy. He questions her about why she was hired, and she tells him she has just kept the school safe by finding an evil diary. She wrote that Mr. Malfoy looked visibly upset and afraid, so my best guess is that he was the one who got the diary into the school."
"That would be something the slimy git would do," Sirius said. "It is common knowledge that he served the Dark Lord before."
"What?" Tatsumi asked, "I know that we're new to this whole wizard world and everything, but even with his bribes how could he not get arrested for that?"
"He claimed he was under the imperius curse," Remus told him.
"I have no idea what that is, but okay."
"The imperius curse is in essence a spell that is used to control the will of another," Tonks explained as she sat back up. "Ol' Lucius just said he was brainwashed and that was all it took to convince Fudge. Well that and more money."
Tatsumi was disgusted. Just how corrupt was their Ministry? He doubted it was as corrupt as the Empire had once been under Honest, but it was still seemed rotten to him.
"Any idea what he could have been trying to accomplish by using this diary?" Najenda asked.
The wizards just shook their heads as Susanoo walked into the kitchen. "The house should be all clean now, Su said to Sirius. "However I did come across something rather odd when I was cleaning, I would have presented it sooner, but I did not think it was going anywhere." Su placed a locket with a S on the table, and Tatsumi could see why Su thought it unnatural. It was giving off the same vibe as the diary was.
Najenda was also eyeing the locket with worry. "Mr. Black do you know what that is?"
"It's a locket," Sirius said. "Isn't it?" he asked when he saw that none of the five guests thought that was the case. "Is something wrong?"
"It's only a problem when you take into account that this locket is giving off the same evil energy as that diary," Najenda said.
"What?!" Sirius said in disbelief.
"Susanoo," Najenda said to the Imperial Arms, "where did you find this exactly?"
"In a room with the initials of R.A.B."
Sirius covered his face with his hands. "My brother Regulus."
"Do you have any idea why your brother would have something like this?" asked Najenda.
"I know that he was a supporter of Voldemort," Sirius admitted. "But aside from that I don't see how you would be getting the same feeling from it as that diary."
"You could always just ask the necromancer what she thinks," Kurome spoke up.
"You think you know something?" Najenda asked.
"I can only say that the feeling I get from these two heirlooms is similar to the feeling I get when I summon my puppets," Kurome told her. "It's like there is a part of someone in both of these, it feels like the same person, but it's weird because they feel like they have a mind of their own. It's kinda creepy."
For Kurome to say that something was creepy was not a good sign. Tatsumi looked over to Akame as she had been silent since they got here. Her eyes held a look that he had seen before. He saw it when they fought Zank, he saw it when she went after Aria, it was chilling. He knew that look: Eliminate.
Akame unsheathed her cursed blade and drove it through the diary. Ink gushed out from the hole in the cover, but the way it just guzzled out and the way it sputtered almost made it look like blood.
Pulling her sword from the diary Akame set her sights on the locket and drove her sword through it with such force that Murasame went through table itself. Instead of ink, black smoke poured from the now cracked locket. Tatsumi wasn't sure, but he swore he saw an eye for the briefest of moments on the inside of the locket, but whatever it was, it faded.
Akame pulled Murasame from the heirloom and sheathed the blade. Everyone stared at the remains of both the diary and locket. Whatever had been in the two was now gone. Now the two were just that, a diary and a locket. "I think I can speak for everyone when I ask," Sirius said, "what the bloody hell did we just see happen?"