Yeah hang on, that didn't work, different story... REPOST!
Bugger My Giddy Aunt, this will be the 150th post? Well then, we will have a small taste of the Sequel! then a post
The Sequel is called Here For You and here is a small taster of the first chapter....
Sarah Black lay on the stone floor, cold, scared and alone, her head woozy, her wrist in a bandage. She wanted more then ever to go home, to her wonderful Family, her dad, her god-father, her loving husband, her beautiful daughter... But she was trapped, and she wasn't sure how to get out. She banged her fists on the bars of her window. Looking round at her prison, she had never thought it would be him that would turn dark, that would try and rip the family apart. 'Oh Draco, how could you?' Sarah whispered to bare stone walls...
Post time!
Sarah sat on her swing. She looked round as Kreacher came out, one very old house-elf. Sarah had grown very fond of Kreacher, even though he had a habit of talking abuse under his breath. 'They say he's a murderer, what would Kreacher mistress say if she saw this...' he was muttering. 'Hello Kreacher.' she said. Kreacher saw her and bowed very low. 'Kreacher did not see Mistress Sarah.' he said. 'I'm not surprised, you're very old. I'm amazed you're still alive.' said Sarah gently. 'Kreacher does not wish to tell anyone, but Kreacher likes Mistress Sarah, so Kreacher will tell her... Kreacher is nearing the end of Kreacher's life, and does not think he will be around much longer.' Kreacher said. 'I will be very upset when you go. Unfortunately I can't say the same for my father, but...' said Sarah. Kreacher gave a small smile. 'They you go you can smile.' said Sarah.
1 Month Later:
'Kreacher? Kreacher where have you gone?' called Sarah. She looked in his den. He wasn't there. She looked in the Attic. She saw a small, curled up figure of Kreacher. 'Kreacher! You're there!' she said walking over. He remained still. Sarah touched his arm. It was very cold. 'Kreacher?' she whispered. She checked his pulse. It was still. 'Oh No. Kreacher.' she whispered, and she picked his body up, tears slipping out her eyes. She gently carried him downstairs. She put him down outside, pulled a spade out of thin air, and started to dig the grave. She worked. 'Sarah?' asked a voice. Sarah turned to see Freya. Freya said not a word, but jumped in the hole with a spade as well, and both girls dug. They stopped when they had a fairly deep hole, and climbed out. Sarah waved her wand and a blanket appeared, and she wrapped Kreacher in it. Freya bit her lip. Sarah had an idea. She took her socks off, and put them on Kreacher's feet. 'There. Now we can say he was free when he died.' Sarah said. She gently put Kreacher in the hole. She got out and both girls looked down on his body. 'Goodbye Kreacher. You were always a good elf. You did what you were told, even if you didn't want to. It hurts to see you like this. I won't forget you.' whispered Sarah and she cried on Freya's shoulder as Freya raised her wand so the mould of Earth lifted and landed neatly on Kreacher's hole. They selected a lovely medium red rock, and Sarah engraved the words on.
RIP Kreacher.
You have served your master's and mistress's
Now you are free.
We will miss you.
So this is it.
Goodbye.
Sarah and Freya.
The placed in where Kreacher's head would be and stood there for a minute.
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Sirius had watched it all. Sarah carrying Kreacher down, the girls digging the hole, placing the headstone. He knew how much she had liked Kreacher. 'We better go comfort them.' said Remus next to him. They walked out. They reached the girls, and they turned round, tears in their eyes. Sirius hugged his daughter, and much as he hated to admit it, he kinda missed Kreacher. They went in. Freya went out, saying she was going to get some chocolate. They heard a scream.
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Sarah ran out to see a bunch of masked people. 'They are real!' she said. She had heard about this bunch of undercover Death-Eater's, that were waiting for a new leader. They so far had been disrupting everyday life. But this was the first kidnap. One looked at her, and they all disappeared, leaving a note. Sarah snatched it up.
Quote:
You are wanted for the leauge of the New Death-Eaters. If you want you loved one back, come and join.
Unfortunately they left no address. Sarah clenched the note in her fist, and vowed to find Freya if it killed her.