After Ronan had told Dumbledore everything about the pendant, the old man didnt say anything. So he decided to say something, “Sir… Do you think that the pendant was the same thing as the diary? Do you think that this also had a part of Voldemort’s soul, that is why my mother wanted to destroy it,”

Dumbledore stared him straight in the eyes, “We should probably give your elf a proper burial,” Old man then pulled a small piece of parchment and a quill from his pocket. He wrote something on the paper and then waved the paper around. Suddenly a ball of fire appeared in the room, and the parchment vanished from his hands.

Then the old man proceeded to help Ronan to wrap the Kreacher’s body in the sheet that he had brought. Then with one hand on the hovering body, and one hand grasping his hand, Dumbledore apparated them out of the Black Household.

Ronan had studied apparition and knew about its basic principles, but today was the first time he expirenced it. And it was horrific. When Dumbledore apparated, he felt as if someone had taken his belly button and then sucked him inside a very very thin pipe. The sensation only lasted for a few seconds, but it was enough to make him hurl everything that he ate that day.

While he puked his guts out, he started hearing the sounds of waves and seagulls around him. After he was done, he looked around and saw that they were on some sort of cliff. There was this vast sea before him, and they were standing beside a tree.

“I think this would be a great place to bury Kreacher,” Dumbledore said. He absentmindedly nodded.

The whole digging process only took a wave of a wand. Ronan then gently laid Kreacher inside the grave and then Dumbledore closed the grave. With another swish, the old man also conjured a headpiece with words Kreacher inscribed on it.

“That is a nice little detail,” Ronan said. “Thank you, Professor. If it weren't for you… Kreacher wouldn't have gotten such a warm… goodbye.” He didnt really feel that way, but acted as if he was really worried.

“You should not have given such a delicate task to Kreacher.” Dumbledore spoke, “You do realize that his death is in your hands,”

‘No it isnt old man. He wanted to die for me, that is his will. Not mine. I just helped him,’ he wanted to say, instead, he looked rather sad and nodded, “I know.. It is just that..” He bite his teeth, “I never had someone take care of me like Kreacher did. And when he told me about my mother’s task for me.. I just wanted to help him,” A teardrop fell down his cheeks, surprising even him. He figured that he could become a good actor.

“Can I see that pendant?” Dumbledore asked.

He nodded fished out the pendant from his pocket and gave it to the old man. As the old man inspected the pendant, he asked, “Sir.. Is this pendant.. Similar to the diary that we found?”

Dumbledore didnt say anything for a few seconds, but ultimately nodded, “It seems so… A very dark magic was performed on this pendant Ronan. The fang was able to destroy the magic that this pendant held…”

“How many of these do you think are out there?” he asked.

“I dont know,” Dumbledore said, “I really dont know.”

When the time came for them to return back, Dumbledore grasped his hands and spoke, “I dont think that it would be wise for you to return your house… Especially when your birthday is around the corner,”

He was taken aback, “Around the corner? What do you mean professor?”

Dumbledore passed him a warm smile, for the first time since they met today, “Your birthday is the day after tomorrow. More specifically on 2nd July, you will officially turn 13 Ronan,”

“I will?” this was his first time hearing his official birth date.

“Yes,”

“Woah,” he didnt know what to say. It didnt matter to him before, so he didnt researched about his birthdate. But now, it felt good that he now knew his birthdate.

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“Now, until you get your affairs in order, I believe I have just the place where you can stay,”

“Whe..” Before he could say something, he found himself being sucked into yet another pipe. By the time he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the middle of the field. He looked around and saw that his trunk was lying beside him. It was then he spotted a poorly constructed tower in the distance. He figured that it must be the place that Dumbledore wanted him to stay at.

He grabbed his trunk and started hawking it to the tower. As he got closer to it, he realized that the place he was going was not a tower, but a house. He could tell that the structure was only held by magic. It was a small cozy house, on which the owner had made several floors one able the other. Based on how the house looked, it was only a miracle that it was still standing.

As he came to the front door of the house, the door swung open and a plump redhead woman came rushing out with an apron around her front. “Oh Ronan!” she exclaimed, “Dumbledore just informed me…” She came rushing and enveloped him in a hug.

“Mrs. Weasley…” he was only able to exclaim in surprise.

The woman then let him go, and asked, “Did Dumbledore is here with you? Will he be joining us for supper?”

“Mrs. Weasley, I dont think Dumbledore is going be join us.” He said.

“Oh…” She said, “Supper is almost ready. Come on in..”

He hawled his way inside. He entered the house into a Living room. Filled with a sofa and an armchair. There was a huge fireplace there as well, but it wasn't big enough for the floo network. There was a large clock on the other side of the room, which didnt show time. There were several hands on the clock with photos of all family members of the Weasley family. Written around the edge were things like Time to Make Tea, Time to Feed the Chickens, You’re Late, Mortal Peril, Travelling etc.

“RON!” Mrs. Weasley yelled.

Soon he heard the sound of footsteps descending from the stairs. Ron then peeked from the staircase and asked, “What is..” He didnt complete his words when he spotted Ronan standing in the living area.

He quickly came down, clearly very surprised, “Blimey! Ronan what are you doing here?”

“He is going to be staying with us for a few days,” Mrs. Weasley said, “Why dont you take him and get him settled in Charlie’s room.”

“Sure come on mate,” Ron said and they started heading upstairs. On the stairs, Ron asked, “So what happened? I thought you had a home,”

He gritted his teeth, “Dumbledore happened,” he said, “My house elf died. And he thought that it would be for the best for me to stay here with you guys...”

Ronan then quickly added, “I really appreciate his sentiment, but he should have asked me before sending me here. I have things to do you know,”

While walking up the stairs, a door swung open to reveal Ginny standing there, “Is dad home?” she asked when she spotted it.

“Ronan..” She said, “What are you doing here?”

“It's a long story. But it seems that I will be staying here for a few days,” It is then they heard another sound of footsteps coming down and saw the Weasley twins coming down.

“Ronan!” Fred exclaimed, “What are you doing here?” George asked. Ronan inwardly rolled his eyes and then told the twins that he had repeated twice…

After settling in a room filled with rock bands and posters of a band called Wandering Gargoyles, Ronan came down when Mrs. Weasley yelled from downstairs. By the time he made it downstairs, everyone was seated in their seats and were waiting for them patiently.

“Oh Ronan come on,” Mrs Weasley said, “We have saved you a seat here,” he smiled and went to the seat.

There was pop outside the house and Arthur Weasley came in with a tired face. He silently came and gave Mrs. Wealey a peck on her lips and then sat down on the chair beside him.

“Ronan?” Mr. Weasley spoke, “I am sorry I didnt see you there.. How are you?” Ronan then shook Arthur’s hands “I am fine Mr. Weasley.. By the way, thanks for hosting me for the night,”

“Well, its no problem..” Mr Weasley said. He showed some reservation at first, but then spoke, “If you dont mind… I am a big fan of your Mortal Kombat puppets,”

“Are you?” he asked with astonishment.

“Oh yeah… I got intrigued when you showed to me that you were making the thing with muggle.. Emote. I will be honest I didnt think much of it, but when I saw what it could.. I was hooked. Also, thanks for sending me the puppet for Christmas. It was really a good gift.”

“Thank you for your flattering words.” He said, “Speaking of which, Mr. Weasley you work in Misuse of Muggle Artifacts right?” Mr. Weasley nodded, “Well, you know what, you were just the man I wanted to talk about a project that was thinking of,”

Ronan then shared his idea of making an artifact or machine, similar to that of a fax machine. He told Mr. Weasley about his idea and how he was thinking of approaching it. When he mentioned the Fax Machine, Arthur went out of their conversation flow to understand how that machine works, and he was very happy to give him all the information that he wanted.

During their conversation, he didnt notice when he ate his dinner, time seemed to pass by in a blink of an eye. In the end after getting some insights on how the messages in the ministry work, Ronan knew what kinds of changes he needed to make in his initial idea. When he was done, he suggested to Arthur that if he wanted to leave the job at the ministry, he would be more than happy to accommodate him in his company.

This was not a ploy to get close to the protagonist, but a genuine interest. Arthur Weasley was a very talented man, and his insight into muggel technology was feeble, but due to his current profession, he could give him good insights into his future inventions. But humble Arthur declined the offer, thinking it as child rambling, but he was very serious about this, and would send an offer to Arthur in the future that he could not just refuse…