48. Leprechaun Mundungus flipped the piece of Leprechaun gold over in his hand and smiled slightly as he slithered into Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Looking around he wondered if there was anything else he could knick whilst no one was watching. Sirius caught sight of him but said or did nothing. It seemed that he was hidden well within one of the many shadowy corners of the house.
Mundungus stank of stale cigars and booze as usual and had the look of a man who cared nothing for anyone. Sirius could relate. He just watched as Dung took Black family heirlooms… Gone.
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