Harry Potter: Eclipse.-Chapter 66:

Sirius looked angry again, but before he could lash out, Harry intervened.

"Hello, Kreacher, my name is Harry. I suspect you feel the bond because I'm the Black family Heir," he explained.

Kreacher looked startled and pulled his ear. "Halfblood Heirs, wolves, what is next for poor Kreacher?" he muttered.

"You're right, I am a halfblood and I was even raised by awful muggles. Muggles who hurt me," Harry said.

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Kreacher stilled then. "Muggles hurt little Heir?" he asked.

"Yes, that's why Sirius became your new Lord. We are going to live here from now on and he is going to help me to get better," Harry said, looking at Sirius when he went to interrupt Harry's lies.

Kreacher looked indecisive before he nodded. He could feel the boy's power as it called to him; he was strong and Dark. The power was intoxicating. If this boy was the Heir to the Black family, Kreacher would be happy to help him and their magic was already bonded, anyway. Kreacher was confused - his boy was his Lord but not his Lord. "Kreacher is happy to serve new Lord Black if he is helping Little Master," Kreacher said. "Little Master should have never been with nasty muggles. Bad things. No, Little Master should be here with Kreacher. Kreacher will look after him, help him. Yes, Kreacher will serve," the elf muttered.

Harry smiled and sent Sirius a smug look. Sirius was floored - the elf never listened to anybody other than his mother and Regulus, who he adored. He had always hated Sirius, even when he was a child.

"How?" he asked Harry when the elf popped away. Harry had used their shock to ask for the locket, promising to destroy it when he could. Harry shrugged. "I'm just that good," he deadpanned.

"No, seriously. Kreacher hates me," Sirius said, still bewildered, "and here he is, willing to serve me just because of you. He's just met you."

"Maybe he liked the feel of me through the bond?" Harry suggested.

Sirius shrugged and Remus took the moment to intervene. "T his is a good thing, anyway. It means Kreacher will help us and he obviously likes Harry so he will look out for him."

Sirius nodded, shocked silent. "Maybe I'll even work on your mother," Harry mused. "You said her portrait was behind the curtains." He had never really tried to win over Walburga last time and wondered if he could.

Sirius seemed to freeze before he grabbed Harry and physically lifted him. "No, I don't care. You are not meeting that woman for as long as I can manage it."

"She can't be that bad," Harry said, knowing she was but still wanting to try.

"She's worse!" Sirius cried dramatically, Remus nodding his head.

Harry laughed. "So are we moving in today?" he asked. Sirius looked around. "There's no reason not to. Let's check upstairs first, but if it's like down here we should be good," Sirius agreed reluctantly.

Checking out the remaining three floors, they found them all cleaned and refurbished. Even the library, much to Harry's pleasure, had been refreshed. Seeing the look of glee on Harry's face, Sirius sighed.

"Am I going to have to put a ban on the door, locking you out, if you start spending all your time in here?" he asked.

Harry stilled and looked at him betrayal. "You wouldn't?!" he gasped.

in Sirius and Remus laughed. "Pup, you look like I just told you Santa wasn't real."

Pausing, Harry turned. "Wait, he isn't?" Harry asked in a shocked voice, making sure to look sad.

The men froze but seeing Harry smirk after a few seconds, they breathed out a sigh of relief before laughing. "You had us," Remus admitted.

"I think I just had a heart attack," Sirius said. "I mean, this parenting thing will be harder than I thought."

A look passed over his face and he froze suddenly, horror filled eyes going to Harry. "Merlin! I'm going to have to give you the Talk," he cried. Remus paused and shared a horror filled look with Sirius.

Harry stilled also. No - just no. "Sirius, I've already had the Talk; they do that in muggle primary schools. Also, I go to Hogwarts - I share a dorm with boys. Trust me, I know all I will ever want or need to know. You will never, and I mean ever, have to give me the Talk," Harry said.

Sirius looked so relieved it was almost comical. Remus, however, always practical, took a deep breath. "I know you think that, Harry, but the practicals are different in real life—"

Harry was panicking. He really didn't need this! He was 18, almost 19, for Merlin's sake! "Remus, I promise, I swear on my wand, if I ever have any question I will come to you or Siri, but please, no talk," Harry begged.

Remus looked conflicted but nodded, relieved.

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After their traumatic discussion about the Talk, Harry managed to ditch the men by asking to go exploring and pick out his room. In reality, he wanted to find a private spot to summon Kreacher.

Calling out, Kreacher appeared with a pop. "Little Master," Kreacher said.

"You can call me Harrison or Harry if you like, Kreacher," Harry offered. He doubted the elf would, but he had to try.

The elf just shook his head, mumbling about proper rules and propriety.

"Can I have the locket now, Kreacher?" Harry asked.

Kreacher stilled and reached into his dirty pillow case. Pulling out the locket, Harry reached for it and felt a fluttering in his scar. Putting it on, he felt his magic surge slightly before it settled and he felt inexplicably more peaceful - like he had been incomplete without knowing it. Once he had calmed, Harry looked at Kreacher, who was staring wide eyed, and smiled. "Thank you, Kreacher," he said honestly. "If I can, I promise to destroy this locket."

The elf nodded. He had felt the Little Master's magic just then and it felt like home.

Harry, seeing the dirty pillowcase, held in his wince. "Kreacher, I would like for you go and rest. Have something warm to eat and bathe. When you are rested and full, please find something clean to wear," Harry instructed.

The elf was shocked by the orders and popped away after bowing. Such a great new Master. Rejoining the men, Harry told them he had picked a room; he was planning on using Regulus' old room. It was light and airy and had its own bathroom.

They returned to the Leaky Cauldron to collect their things and, after a few hours, they had officially moved in. Kreacher had taken to following Harry around and would answer Sirius' call, but begrudgingly.

"Really, did you bribe him or something?" Sirius asked after the elf had finished cleaning their dinner plates up. He had cooked Harry's favourites.

Harry just laughed. "No. I think the fact I was nice to him straight away and that he doesn't like muggles helped," Harry lied. He didn't want to explain about the horcrux or Tom yet, he wanted to build a relationship first.

Sirius just shook his head. "Maybe you would be able to talk to my mother," he mumbled to himself.

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