Chapter Seven; Kreacher

Thanks guys and I'm sorry but I didn't realize that I made a mistake. Precious is also one of Princess' kittens so it would be four girls and three boys. Anyway, I didn't think that that was THAT big of a mistake so I didn't go back and fix it and figured that I would just write this note instead. When I have bigger mistakes I do fix them though. Anyway, here's the next chapter!

Harry and Snape reappeared together side by side. They turned over to look at each other when Ron and Hermione didn't appear. "Where is Weasley and Granger?" his father questioned him when a few seconds later they appeared behind them. Ron was lying down on the ground while Hermione sat sobbing over him while he started to moan while trembling with fright. Harry and his father quickly turned around and ran over to them before kneeling down beside them.

"What happened?" Snape asked them anxiously as Hermione looked up at him her eyes glistening with tears.

"Ron got splinched." She told him while Ron continued to moan.

"It's alright, I can help. I brought a bottle of dittany along with me just in case we needed it." He said as he withdrew the bottle. "Alright Weasley just stay calm. This isn't going to hurt you but it might sting a little." He said before pouring the liquid out onto his arm. Harry watched as a puff of green smoke rose into the air and a fresh layer of skin covered up Ron's injury. Ron suddenly stopped moaning and shaking.

"How do you feel?" Snape asked him.

"Alright I guess." Ron said looking back up at him.

"Can you stand?" Snape questioned him as Ron nodded and with the use of Snape's hand for support slowly got to his feet.

"Thanks for that." He told him.

"You're welcome, but I think that we should refrain from apparating for the remainder of the trip." Snape told him as Ron rolled his eyes with reluctance.

"Do we really have to walk the rest of the way!?" he exclaimed as Harry grinned.

"Here's a thought, why don't we just drive?" he wondered.

"Let me take a wild guess here, when you say we, you really mean you." Ron said.

"Well yeah, it is my car." Harry said.

"But you don't even know how to drive." Hermione pointed out with a shake of her head.

"So? I'll learn. Besides, I've already done it once when I was a kid. How difficult can it be?" Harry questioned her before looking over at his father. "I mean why waste my birthday present?" he wondered.

"Alright I'll tell you what, you go on inside and I'll go get the car for you. It has already been paid for and has plenty of gas to last us for a while." He said as Harry's face lit up with excitement.

"Alright, thank you!" he exclaimed.

"Listen Snape, if we run into any trees that try to kill us I'm holding you personally responsible." Ron told him.

"Weasley if we ran into any tree there's a very real chance that it would kill us." He pointed out before he disappeared.

"I bloody hate him sometimes, you know that?" Ron questioned.

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Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down around the dining room table. Harry started reading Dumbledore's will aloud. "First to Ronald Billius Weasley," he began before he started to laugh. "You've got to be kidding me!? You're middle name is Billius!?" he exclaimed with astonishment and disbelief as he continued to laugh.

"Yeah just get on with it. You're a Christian that means that you'll go to Hell if you make fun of me." Ron said as Harry rolled his eyes but decided that he wouldn't argue with him.

"Anyway, it says that Dumbledore has left you his deluminator." He said before handing it over to him.

"Well what exactly does it do?" he wondered before he pressed a button on the device and turned off one of the lamps with it as the light escaped inside of it. As he pressed the button again it was released back inside the lamp. "Whoa, Dumbledore left this for me?" he questioned as Harry nodded. "Wicked!" he exclaimed while his eyes danced with joy. Harry rolled his eyes again and shook his head.

"Next to miss Hermione Granger I leave the Tales of Beedle the Bard." Harry said as he handed her the book and then read the next part silently to himself.

"What did Dumbledore leave for you Harry?" Hermione asked him.

"Nothing." He began while quickly folding the will up again. "It's not important." He said with a quick shake of his head.

"I wonder where a bloke can use the toilet around here." Ron said as he got to his feet and turned to walk down the hallway. Meanwhile Harry glanced down at the palm of his hand to see the tiny golden Snitch fluttering around inside of it trying to break free. Although his father had told him that Dumbledore was prepared to die, it didn't appear like it at all to Harry that he had. For it only appeared to him that he had given them all junk.

That's when suddenly there came a loud scream and Harry and Hermione quickly sprung to their feet. "Are you alright Ron!?" Hermione called before they came to a complete stop in front of him. For just as Ron had opened the bathroom door, an ugly looking house elf exited the room. Not that there was any particular house elf that was attractive in their eyes, but this one seemed uglier and creepier than the rest.

He stopped in front of Harry and glanced up at his lightning bolt scar. "Harry Potter." He said unaware that wasn't the name he had gone by for over a decade. "Kreacher knew that he would run into him eventually." He muttered to himself while lowering his head and staring straight out ahead of him instead of looking at him.

"Kreacher?" Harry questioned him. "Were you Sirius Black's house elf?" he wondered.

"Kreacher doesn't know where Master is. Master hasn't returned for a couple of years." He said.

"That's because he's dead. Bellatrix Lestrange murdered him. Hasn't anyone ever told you that?" Harry asked him. "Kreacher, Sirius is in Heaven." He added when the elf remained silent before he turned over to look at him.

"Did you say Master is in Heaven?" he asked him as Harry just simply nodded.

"Look Kreacher there's something that I want to ask you about. Do you see this?" he asked him as he took off his locket and held it up in front of him. "Have you ever seen this before? Or anything like this?" he inquired but Kreacher just ignored him.

"Kreacher cannot believe that Master is dead. Who is going to watch over him?" he questioned while he shook his head with disbelief.

"Kreacher please, I know that this is difficult for you. But now at least you're free." Hermione told him as Ron rolled his eyes at her.

"Great pep talk Hermione!" he exclaimed excitedly when suddenly Snape stepped inside.

"What's going on here?" he asked them as Harry turned over to look at him.

"I tried asking him about the locket, but all he keeps talking about is Sirius." He explained as Snape glanced down at him.

"Excuse me elf, what is your name?" he questioned.

"Kreacher is all alone, there is nobody left on earth to care for him." The house elf kept rambling.

"Alright Kreacher, if you promise to help us and tell us what we want to know, I'll make sure that you get a new master." Snape told him before he snapped out of his trance and glanced up at him.

"And what does Harry Potter's father wish to know?" he asked him and Harry wondered how he could have known that Snape was his father when he still called him by his original last name.

"About the locket." Snape told him.

"I'm afraid that Kreacher cannot tell you about the locket because Kreacher doesn't know. However he does know of somebody that does." He said.

"Really? Who?" Ron asked him as a few moments of silence fell between them.

"Mundungus. Mundungus Fletcher." He replied.