Three taps should do it. One, two, three. The buildings split open and a new building emerged from the back. He opened the familiar front gate leading to the house, 12 Grimmuald place. He closed it softly, and pulled under the invisibility cloak. "Alohomora" he whispered and the front door unlocked. With infinite caution, he snuck in to the house, hoping not to be seen by his ex relatives or the bloody house elf. "I just had to come today didn't I…" he said darkly, walking up the creaky stairs, up to his old bedroom. He saw the house elf polishing something, but the thing's almost-deaf ears couldn't radar his presence. Should I kick him? Nah, better not. Opening the door as quietly as he could, he entered the bedroom; almost stumbling. The walls were still painted with velvet red and Gryffindor banners hung up on almost every inch of the wall; it looked like someone tried to destroy them but his super stick charm he performed on the wall seemed to work wonders, even his own mother couldn't blast them off. The nude pictures of muggle girls were still there, just as he left them; he chuckled, remembering the look on his mother's face every time she saw them whenever she entered the room. He opened his night stand and dug deep in to clutter of papers, old homework he never turned in, several over due library books, motorbike magazines and old notes from James. At last, he found his Gringotts key, good thing his mother didn't manage to find it; he could still get in… now he needed his mother's key.
He ran down the stairs, going to the usual place where his mother hides all her things, in to the compartment in the kitchen wall. No one really knew about it, you'd have to live here to even know of it's existence, he always nicked things from his mum here, but it's been so long that he already forgot the spell to open it. "Fuck." he muttered, trying not to be seen by his mother in the other room or his cousins whom were there with her. "Bombarda!" he said and the compartment was blasted, he quickly grabbed the silver keys and dashed out of the scene "What was that?" he could hear the distant voices. He was already at the front door… but he couldn't move. "Bellatrix would you be a dear and try to find out where the noise came from?" Walburga Black said down the hall "Yes Auntie." Bellatrix said darkly. They were coming but he couldn't move, as if his feet wouldn't let him move further than that. Something was calling him, and it was coming from upstairs. "AUNTIE THERE IS A HOLE IN THE WALL!" Bellatrix shrieked. There is an open door, one that has to be closed. I need closure. He ran up the stairs, making such a ruckus, and entered the bedroom across from his old one. The front door read R.A.B. Regulus Arcturus Black; he entered and saw the room was neat and organized, just like he left it. Slytherin banners covered the walls, and all his books were aligned neatly. He walked up to the dresser, his brother had left no note, nothing. He just disappeared and died. "I think they went upstairs!" said Rodolphus Lestrange; still he didn't move, instead, he opened his brother's night stand and there it was, he had found the little Gryffindor banner he had given his brother when he was 11, hoping that he too, may get sorted in to the house of Gryffindor. But Regulus chose differently. "Oh Regulus." he signed, tucking the banner back in to the drawer.
"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." Said Rodolphus "WE KNOW IT'S YOU LOVELY COUSIN!" shrieked Bellatrix from down stairs. "Come out Sirius, COME OUT COME OUT AND PLAY!" She shrieked again. Sirius pulled down the invisibility cloak. "Well what brings you here?" Sirius asked in a sly tone "I came to ask you the same." said Rodolphus shortly. "You aren't welcomed here." Rodolphus said again. "I know, I just needed to get some stuff…" Sirius said "From the compartment?" Rodolphus circled him. "no, I just wanted to piss off lovely mummy." Sirius laughed "You're such a disrespectful, blood traitor, little bastard you know that?" Rodolphus took out his wand. Sirius nodded "Yeah I do, thanks for reminding me," he said shortly and pulled out his wand as well, "and for your information, my parents were married." Sirius said "Stupefy!" he shouted at Rodolphus but he missed. "Nice try mate," said Rodolphus shouting a spell at him; missed. "IS THAT ALL YOU GOT!?" Sirius shouted "flipendo" he aimed at Rodolphus, knocking him backwards and hitting the wall. Sirius dashed out the door; Rodolphus turned over and muttered a strange spell. Sirius fell to the ground and extreme pain soared through out his entire body, as if an invisible knife was being slashed back and forth on his back. Blood was gushing on the green carpet. "I got you now." said Rodolphus, closing up on Sirius. "Petrificus Totalus." Sirius groaned and in a split second, Rodolphus was stiff and straight; he fell over Sirius and down the stairs below him, like a log. Sirius had enough strength to pick his gushing body up and stumbled down the stairs, kicking Rodolphus out of the way. Bellatrix almost ignored him because she was too busy tending to her husband "BLOOD TRAITOR!" she screamed, Walburga Black ran towards Sirius "So it was you!" she yelled, hesitating whether she should attack him or hug her son. "Boys will be boys." Sirius said, closing the door behind him. He ran out of the house before Bellatrix could get to him, he threw himself on his motorbike and flew in to the sky. Completing the damn task.
