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A/N: Italics are flashbacks.
Chapter 11: My Master's Order
The Order chased Kreacher up the stairs and all around the house, before Harry finally realized that Kreacher had to listen to him.
"KREACHER, STOP!" Harry yelled.
With that Kreacher shrieked to a stop. He turned around with tears in his eyes.
"Please Harry Potter. Do not take my master's necklace."
"Who gave you that? Where did it come from?"
"I must not say, Harry Potter."
"KREACHER, TELL ME NOW!" Harry yelled.
"About twelve years ago," Kreacher began shivering, "My master sat in this room….."
Kreacher remembered this moment vividly his master, Regulus Black, sat weak in his favorite chair, with a locket in his hand.
"Kreacher," He said turning to his slave, "you must keep this safe, this must never be destroyed. Do you understand me? Never let this leave the house guard it with your life."
"Yes master." Kreacher said taking the locket from him. "Whatever you say."
"…and Kreacher will guard with his life!" Kreacher yelled, flashes of green light emerging from his hands. When the light cleared, Kreacher was gone and Moody lay dead on the floor.
"You all stay here. Harry, you come with me." Lupin shouted, and he and Harry ran out of the room in pursuit of Kreacher. "Avada Kedavra!" Lupin yelled having finally caught up with Kreacher. In a flash of green light Kreacher was blasted across the room.
"Got it!" Harry said picking up the locket.
"Is he okay?" Lupin asked when they finally made it back up stairs
"Afraid not, Remus." McGonagall said wiping a tear from her face for what seemed like the one-hundredth time that week. "Did you get the locket?"
"Yea!" Harry said examining it. "Regulus was R.A.B. He got to it long before Dumbledore and I did."
"Wait! Harry!" Hermione screamed noticing Harry trying to open the locket. "Do you really think you should open that? It could be dangerous."
"I think it will be fine, Miss Granger." McGonagall said.
"Ok. Here goes." Harry said opening the locket. Nothing unusual happened but Harry's jaw dropped.
"What is it Harry?" McGonagall asked. "Let me see it."
"It's true. Voldemort did get something from each of the founders." Harry said handing McGonagall the locket.
"Rowena Ravenclaw." McGonagall gasped reading the inscription written on the inside. "This is the only thing I have ever seen that belonged to her."
"Pitty we'll have to destroy it," Snape hissed, not sounding like he cared at all.
"Harry, would you like to the honors?" McGonagall said handing him the locket.
Harry mumbled something under is breath and a flash of blue light emerged from his wand. A loud screeching emerged from the locket and then disappeared.
"Finally!" Harry said, "One down, three to go."
A/N: Short chapter I know, but the story is about to really take off. I hope you are ready. If you thought there has been a lot of carnage so far, please brace yourself.
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