𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 || h.potter

forty-nine || Year 7 ✔️

Amelia and Harry lie on the couch, the girl couldn't sleep, she fiddles with the string from the cloth on her jacket, she slowly sat up, and she slowly took his hand away from her waist. She stood up, from the couch, when she heard Harry letting out a small groan.

Amelia whirls around, looks at him concerned, "What's the matter?" She whispered, careful not to wake up Hermione, asleep on the sofa, her arm dangling down to where Ron lies upon the floor, her fingers only inches from his.

"Nothing." The boy shakes his head, and sits up, "Where are you going?"

"Just...going to look around the place." She shrugs, "Come with me?"

"Of course." The corner of Harry's mouth twitches up into a small smile.

"Lumos." said Amelia, the top of her wand turning into light. Harry and Amelia's wand in the darkness as they scale the stairs and reaches the landing.Amelia peers into a bedroom. The drawers have been turned out. The bedsheets stripped. They move on, painting the wall with wandlight, illuminating an empty portrait of a muddy landscape. Amelia and the boy moves down the narrow corridor to its end, to a doorway with the name SIRIUS on it.

Carefully, Amelia walk inside, Harry trailing behind her. She notices the place was torn apart, the bed sheets were stripped, the pillows were all over the place and the things were shattered everywhere. Amelia walks closer to the cabinet, which is open, and she peaks in it. The girl almost felt like she wanted to cry, when she sees a picture of her mother, her father and her in one. Amelia was huddled in a grey blanket, the picture was moving, and everyone was smiling happily. She took it, and examined the picture. It was old, and she turned it around, and sees words written on the back with black ink.

'Our Family is a circle of strength; Founded on faith, Joined in Love. And no matter what happens, Family is always there to help in
need.'

The handwriting was unfamiliar, it seemed like a handwriting of a woman. Amelia assumed it was her mothers, and she smiled softly at the picture.

*

Harry, Amelia and Hermione trail Ron to a narrow doorway. Beyond is a cramped bedroom, walls covered with eerie  scrawlings and symbols of Dark Magic.

"Lovely." comment Hermione.

Ron pulls the door shut. Affixed to the outside is a small sign, hand-lettered in a spidery crawl: Do Not Enter Without the Express Permission of Regulus Arcturus Black

"Regulus Arcturus Black...?" Amelia gasps,
Ron nods, extends his hand and taps the first letter of each name on the sign.

" R... A... B." said Ron, Amelia bites her lip, and nods.

"I've been so bloody blind!" The short haired girl exclaimed, angrily at herself.

Moments later, Harry removes the note from the locket. "To the Dark Lord. I know I will be dead long before you read this... I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it..."

"R.A.B. was Sirius' brother?" asked Ron. Amelia nods. "Meaning he's your Uncle, Mia."

"Yes." nodded Hermione. " Question is, did he actually destroy the real Horcrux?"

Amelia nods... then spots a shadow trembling on the wall just outside the kitchen. She scrambles up and out of sight.

"Stop! I order you!" shouted Amelia, she opens the cupboard door, and they see a House Elf, Kreacher.