After packing his trunk and saying goodbye to his room, when Ronan came to the common room, he saw that his friends were waiting for him there.

“Excited for the summers?” Pancy asked him as they started heading towards the Hogsmeade station.

“Can't say I do,” he confessed, “I was thinking about going out somewhere, but dont have money for it,”

Blaise scoffed, “You dont have money for it? What did you do with the all money that you earned from the puppets?”

Ronan shrugged, “I have the money. But I am working on something right now… Which requires me to have a lot of money,”

Daphne asked, “Like what?”

Ronan playfully shook, “Business secret,” Daphne just rolled her eyes at him.

“Speaking of which, will you come to my house this summer? Daphne asked.

“I dont know about that Daphne. I have a lot of things to do. There might be a chance, that I might not even get a chance to leave my house.” Which was a blatant lie.

Ever since Ronan had sent Kreacher to destroy the pendant, he had not heard back from the poor thing. Even when he called him, the old thing never showed up. This was a piece of very bad news for him because he had given Kreacher, all the fangs that he had. Also, Kreacher has the pendant as well.

From what Ronan remembers and has seen, whenever a part of the soul of Voldemort is destroyed, a torrent of horrendous magic is shot in the air, which could harm the destroyer. That is why he insisted the elf destroy the thing away from the house, after all, he couldnt just have his house destroyed now, could he? Seeing that Kreacher was not responding to his summons, he figured that the elf might have died.

It did not matter whether Kreacher was alive or not, what he cared about was the box of fangs and the damn pendant…

Before entering the train, he tried calling that old thing again, but still he received no answer. He was in a bad mood during the ride, and didnt talk to his friends that much. But before they entered London, he did go to the other compartment to meet with his other groups of friends.

He knocked on the door and then entered the compartment, Neville, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sitting and chatting with each other. They formed a smile on their faces as they saw him enter, “Hey Ronan!” Neville greeted him, “What brings you here?”

“Well just came to check up on your four… You guys aren't looking for some new way to get in trouble now, are you?” they chuckled and took a seat beside them.

“Speaking of which,” Ron said, “I think.. I never thanked you mate. You helped my sister, not only that you also fought with.. You know who.. And I never really was able to thank you for all that…”

Ronan chuckled, “It's okay,” he said, “I dont mind.” They then started talking to each other about their holidays. Which led them to talk about Harry’s arrangement.

“Well, you could stay with me if you want,” Ronan said.

“Really?” Harry asked, “I can?”

“Yeah… sure.” Ronan said, “Right now, it is only me and my old elf. And I have plenty of rooms in the house… But keep in mind, you need to help out around the house,”

“You got it, mate,” Harry said, being relieved that he didnt have to stay with Dursleys again.

“Ronan,” Hermione asked, “Do you think that it would be appropriate for you guys to stay together? You guys are minors, after all..”

He scoffed, “Doesn't matter. No one cares where we stay, as long as we dont break any standard wizarding laws.” He said, “But there is one thing that is going to be a bother,”

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“What?” Ron asked.

“Well,” Ronan said, “Hogsmeade. We need to have a guardian sign on the form so that we can go to Hogsmeade. Harry might be able to get Dursley's signature, we never know. But I know for a fact that there isn't anyone that could sign the form for me. So I will never be able to go Hogsmeade.”

Ron and Neville were shocked to hear that, “But… There must be a way,” Neville said.

Ron nodded, “Yeah. I have been looking forward to visiting the place since Fred and George told me about it. I dont want to leave behind Harry while I visit Honey Dukes or Zonkos..”

“Only Harry huh?” Ronan said playfully.

“I.. I.. mean…” Ron stammered.

He waved his hand, “Yeah I get it. But there is nothing I can do. But he can,” Then he turned towards Harry, “Before getting into the knight bus, make sure that your Guardians sign the form. Even if you have to blackmail them somehow,”

Harry smiled, “You dont worry about it at all. Dursleys would be happy to know that I can leave their house. As far as the sign is concerned, they dont know that I am not allowed to use magic outside the school. I can surely force them to sign the form,”

They all nodded, but then Harry asked, “Also, what is knight bus?” Making Ronan realize that he was right to assume that these bunch are idiots.

***

When Ronan entered his house, a foul smell assaulted his nose. “Kreacher!” but he got no reply.

He put his trunk in the entrance and took out his wand. He walked around the house, only to realize that the smell was coming from the kitchen, more specifically from the dingy door that Kreacher lived in. Thinking of the worst, he opened the door with the wave of his hand, only to get assaulted with a smell that could make a normal human pass out. He looked down and saw the old thing dead, in its bed.

With the wave of his wand, he brought the body of Kreacher out. He saw that most of its body had turned black, while its eyes seemed to be gauged out of its sockets. The good thing was, the Kreacher was holding a broken golden pendant in its arm, and the box of fangs was right by his bed. He then quickly placed the box and pendant in its pocket and with a hover charm brought Kreacher’s body to the dining section.

He moved the dining table away and put the old thing’s body on the floor. He didnt dare to touch it, thinking the curse might be transferred over to him.

“Merlin’s beard,” Phineas Black’s portrait on top of the fireplace exclaimed, “What happened to this old thing?” he asked.

Ronan didnt think that divulging information, even to a portrait would be appropriate. So he shrugged, “I dont know. When I came in… he was just like this. I think Kreacher might have been cursed in some way,”

“Do not touch it!” Phineas yelled back.

“I am not an idiot old man,” Ronan said, “I know what I am doing,”

“No, you dont!” Phineas yelled, “You are just a child. I think you need to call someone for help.”

“No need for that. I can handle this,” Ronan said. And then he went upstairs to grab a piece of old bedsheet. He was thinking about wrapping the body of the Kreacher tightly, before setting it on fire at some secluded place. Burning that thing’s body made a lot of sense.

After picking a bedsheet, he then went and picked up a nice glass jar and then conjured a small Rocking fire in it. He planned on smashing this jar on the body. And with Rocking fire’s innate properties, it would eat through the body without a hitch. As he came down to the dining table, to his surprise, Dumbledore was standing in his dining room, looking intently at the body of Kreacher.

He was taken aback by this, and with his wand tightly grasped in his hands, he spoke, “Professor?”

Dumbledore turned around, with a serious expression, “Ronan. It seems that we have a lot to talk about,”

‘Mother.. Fucker.’ Ronan yelled, inwardly…

Albus Dumbledore was the last person that Ronan wanted to see that day, but when the old man appeared before him, just like that, he figured that something was wrong here.

Many questions arose in his mind, how did he find out about this? Will be check my mind with Legilimency? What should I tell him, if he asks me about this?

But the biggest question of them all was, how did Dumbledore come here this fast? Was there a spy camera in his house that he didn't know about? Whatever it might be, he didnt have a chance to think about anything as the old man was staring into his eyes.

“Well?” Dumbledore asked, “Why and How has your elf died?”

But Ronan was not having this, “First, you have to tell, what the hell are you doing here professor? And how did you come into my house?”

“We dont have time to discuss that my dear boy,” Dumbledore said. The old man didnt have his signature good-natured smile on his face. He was serious at the moment.

Ronan now faced a problem, he didnt know what he was supposed to tell the old man. Seeing that he would not be able to get out of the situation, he decided to twist the truth. That was the only thing that he could do…

So he told the old man about his mother’s last task to Kreacher. He told the old man that his mother wanted to destroy a certain locket, and she gave the responsibility to Kreacher. But the old thing was not able to do that. Then he came to this house and Kreacher told him about his late mother’s task. And how this pendant is supposed to be indestructible.

But when Harry was able to destroy the diary with the fang of the snake, he figured that maybe the venom of the snake would be able to destroy this as well. So he gave the fang to Kreacher and told him to try destroy the pendant with the fang. But then he came today, with a funny smell in the house, and Kreacher dead in his closet…