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The Search Is Over, A Kreacher/Regulus Black fic	By : blaisegellert Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1155 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Before the three left, Rodolphus promised to get in touch as soon as he heard from his uncle whom he planned to write directly when he got home. When they left, Regulus and Kreacher lingered over another cup of tea while Regulus gave Kreacher every detail of his first Death Eater meeting. Kreacher listened with wide eyes, drinking in every word.
"The Dark Lord could truly change the world," he said, and Regulus nodded eagerly.
"Yes! And we shall be right there at his side helping and being a part of it...our entire family! My first assignment is even exciting! I can't wait to see what the Durmstrang library is like."
Of course like any other dark wizarding male who resided in the United Kingdom, Regulus had lamented more than once...even more than one thousand times over being stuck in Hogwarts rather than attending Durmstrang.
"You'll come with us of course," he told Kreacher, whose blue eyes lit with excitement at the prospect.
"Kreacher will help in any way he can, of course," the elf said.
Regulus nodded. "Your help might just be required if there are antiapparation wards up like the ones at Hogwarts. For now though..." He leaned toward Kreacher, of a mind to trail his lips over his cheek to end on his mouth, but the elf hastily drew back.
"Master Regulus should know it isn't safe here," he hissed. "Haven't we been caught enough?"
"Hey the closet at Bella's was your idea," Regulus huffed, mildly offended by his friend's reaction and lack of personal responsibility.
"Yes well, Kreacher learns from his mistakes and so should Master Regulus." The elf stood abruptly. "Kreacher is going to put away the tea things. If Master Regulus is still feeling social when he is finished, Kreacher could come to his room." The elf's mouth twitched slightly and Regulus's annoyed mood relented.
"I'm always feeling social when it comes to you. You know that. I'll see you soon." Disregarding the urge to bend and kiss Kreacher before departing, he turned his back and walked toward the stairs.
Once in his room with the door left ajar he moved to the mirror. For several seconds he stood staring at his reflection. To his eyes he already looked older...more important somehow, because he was now staring at a Death Eater who had gotten his first orders. The feel of slender hands gliding around Regulus's waist caused him to shiver in anticipation. "Kreacher cannot blame Master Regulus for staring into the mirror. Kreacher very much likes to look at Master Regulus as well. So proud and beautiful," the elf murmured.
Regulus turned, eyes now only for his friend. "You...you look special. You look more powerful and important than other elves...and yes also beautiful." The hawk like curve to Kreacher's nose made him more formidable and less...well cute as others of his kind were. His eyes were hard and intelligent, and he was a little taller than even the tallest elves Regulus had ever seen in the houses of other pure blood families. His voice was low, lacking the annoying high squeak that others of his kind had. He was certainly more intelligent than not only other elves, but also most of the wizards with whom Regulus dealt.
"What makes you so different, do you think," he asked, hands moving to Kreacher's shoulders. Sighing the elf leaned into him, and they gave way to the conversation their bodies preferred to have.
The Lestranges along with Bellatrix arrived the next morning just after breakfast. "Well Uncle Maxime sent directions on how to get into the school via a back way, and a map to the library, so we've got something to work with," Rodolphus said as soon as Kreacher showed them into the dining room where Regulus and his parents were lingering over their morning tea. "I was thinking we'd try to get in tonight at midnight."
Regulus nodded, excitement flooding him at the prospect of visiting the Durmstrang library that very night as well as carrying out the Dark Lord's first orders so soon. "Sounds great! I was thinking we'd take Kreacher along so that he can apparate us around any wards."
"I just bloody bet you were," Bellatrix snarked. Orion shot her a warning look and her demeanor instantly mellowed. Bellatrix Black was formidable, but even she didn't dare to sass her uncle.
"I thought we could go over the map and such today," Rodolphus said and Regulus nodded eagerly, not bothering to hide his open enthusiasm.
"Indeed! Why don't all of you make yourselves comfortable? Rodolphus can spread the map out on the table here. Would anyone like some tea?"
At Regulus's question Kreacher straightened expectantly and Bellatrix nodded.
"Sure we'll all three have some."
Regulus turned to Kreacher. "Just bring in the pot with three extra cups and one for yourself. I'd like for you to stay and look everything over as well as you'll be going."
And because he always wanted Kreacher with him, but at least now he had a legitimate excuse in front of his mother.
Bellatrix and the Lestrange brothers settled themselves at the table and Rodolphus spread out the parchment with the map to the library as well as the other with the instructions on the back way into Durmstrang itself. In no time at all, Kreacher was back with the tea. After he poured glasses for their guests and refilled the family's cups he sat down beside Regulus, bending forward to study the map.
"Kreacher believes he can see where the library is from the back entrance. If he is correct, he can apparate everyone into the library directly once we are inside the school," he said after about half a minute of studying the layout along with everyone else.
"Good stuff," Rodolphus said, looking pleased. "Regulus was smart to think of bringing you along."
Bellatrix made a rude sound, but at another dark look from Orion Black she slid a little lower in her chair.
"The Dark Lord is going to do great things for wizarding society...and soon! I just know it," Regulus said, hoping to steer the conversation to something more pleasant and less likely to goad Bellatrix into opening her mouth.
"We're all so proud of you, Regulus, for stepping up at such a young age to represent the house of Black. You've obviously already impressed the Dark Lord enough to have a place in this new assignment," his mother said, eyes shining with pride as she beamed lovingly at him.
Even as Regulus's chest swelled with pride, he struggled for modesty...because too much pride was obnoxious. "Thank you, Mother. It pleases me more than I can say to do so," he said honestly.
"Regulus is just a peach," Bellatrix drawled, grinning at her aunt. "Before you know it he'll be married and giving you grandchildren who shall also make you just as proud as he has."
Regulus shot a glare at his cousin. "I think not," he said firmly. "I have bigger plans than that. You and Rodolphus can supply the family with children, as you'll be married quite soon," he pointed out.
Bellatrix shuddered. "Hardly. At least not any time soon."
Rodolphus grinned, throwing an arm around Bellatrix's shoulders. "We've still got a lot of living to do before we even consider the prospect of becoming role models."
"Too right," Bellatrix said, smiling up at him as she leaned into his side.
The two were obviously in love and in spite of his annoyance with Bellatrix, Regulus felt a stab of envy at the open affection she and Rod could share. He longed to reach for Kreacher in much the same way, but it would not be received kindly. In fact his mother would probably spontaneously transfigure herself into a fire breathing dragon and burn down the entire house...accidentally of course.
"Speaking of living, we're going to go set some Muggle's houses on fire today," Bellatrix told Regulus. Her eyes shown with wickedly eager delight. "That'll be most satisfying and it will also please The Dark Lord! Anyway, we'll meet you and Kreacher here at midnight."
Regulus nodded and the Lestranges with Bella rose to their feet nearly as one. They already moved like a nearly synchronized team and Regulus hoped he and Kreacher would be a part of it soon. Flouncing around the table, Bellatrix kissed the cheeks of her uncle and aunt, bidding them farewell before they departed. All sweet and innocent as though she'd not jabbed he and Kreacher with verbal pins through her entire bloody visit, Regulus thought, trying not to frown.
He spent the rest of the day with Kreacher playing chess or studying in the library when the elf wasn't making lunch, tea or dinner. In the back of his mind, Regulus was constantly running over the plan and trying to strategize in advance against anything that could go wrong. After dinner, the two sequestered themselves in the library, but Regulus was unable to focus on a book or a chess game either as the hour for their visit to Durmstrang drew closer.
"If I could manage the disillusionment charm, sneaking in and out of places would be far easier without any risk of getting caught," he complained to Kreacher with a sigh. Kreacher nodded in sympathy. He and the elf had tried all last summer and neither had progressed far at all at mastering the extremely complicated charm. The best Regulus could manage was fading slightly into the background but he was still quite visible. For his part, Kreacher had managed to make his own head disappear completely, but his body was still quite visible, so that didn't serve unless he wished to frighten people on Hallowe'en or something.
When Bellatrix and the Lestranges returned at midnight, Kreacher met them at the door with a frown, Regulus ready to go and standing just behind him.
"Miss Bella," Kreacher nearly exploded as soon as he and Regulus were outside with the door closed quietly behind them so as not to disturb Regulus's parents. "Kreacher has already given her the cookies to keep quiet about what she saw! She must refrain from saying inappropriate things in front of the Mistress lest she discover...things she would not wish to know."
Bellatrix laughed and shook her head of wild curls in firm negation. "Oh no... I said the two of you were now my bitches. That doesn't mean we're done after some butterbeer cookies, Kreacher. What it means is that you both do whatever I want whenever I want forever and always." She gave a sickeningly sweet happy smile before erupting into a mad gleeful cackle.
"Wait...This isn't about you two shagging is it," Rabastan Lestrange spoke up.
Regulus frowned. "It is our private business."
"Well you didn't keep it so bloody private in my bloody coat closet, now did you, disgusting slugs that you both are," Bellatrix said, throwing the accusation at them like a curse.
"No! I thought Bella and Rod were having me on because they are always trying to have me on about something," Rabastan exclaimed. He looked back and forth between Bella and Rod and Regulus and Kreacher, frowning as they stood under the soft glow of the dim light hanging just above the front door.
"They're lying...I can't believe you're shagging your elf," he told Regulus. Prove it."
Regulus couldn't help but laugh. "What? You want me to shag him right here?"
Bellatrix gave a little shriek. "Do it and I kill you both," she promised darkly.
"Of course not," Rabastan said. "I can't handle seeing that rubbish...Just snog or something...like you mean it." More than eager to do so anyway, Regulus bent and drew Kreacher into his arms. His lust sprang to life when Kreacher sighed against his mouth, slender fingers winding through his hair to draw him even closer if such were possible. For a moment it was just the two of them, and both forgot anyone was actually looking on. Rodolphus made retching sounds and Bellatrix cackled hysterically.
"Fuuuuuck," Rabastan said. "Sorry, you two...You weren't having me on this time," he apologized, turning to direct his words to Bellatrix and Rodolphus.
"I told you, prat," Bellatrix said, aiming a kick for Rabastan's shins which he easily dodged.
"Alright...well that was no fun at all, now let's go," Rodolphus said.
"My uncle sent a portkey that takes us directly into the cave which serves as the back entrance to Durmstrang. No more snogging, either," he said, shooting a glare at Regulus and Kreacher. "Else I'll need to crucio you both into next week. Got it?"
"Rabastan Lestrange requested it so it is hardly the fault of Kreacher or Master Regulus,, Kreacher thinks," the elf muttered resentfully, but at a glare from Rodolphus he fell silent. Once in the cave, the five moved through it and into a long corridor that led, as promised, into Durmstrang.
"I think we're near the dining hall," Rodolphus whispered. I smell food at any rate. Kreacher can you get us to the library from here?"
"We shall see," Kreacher muttered, then frowning in concentration, apparated them all into what smelled like the library. The scent of old books surrounded them, but as it was dark, they couldn't tell for sure.
"Be careful to only use enough light to illuminate your direct vicinity," Regulus whispered to the group. "If anyone happens to pass and see light from under the door, we will have trouble."
"Right," Bellatrix nodded sharply. "Good idea, prat."
Regulus shot her a glare, but rather than replying with something suitably snarky, he directed his attention to the book shelves. He'd already memorized the titles they were looking for, so hadn't needed to bring along the scroll.
"Do you think it would be alright to...borrow some books for ourselves as well if we find anything interesting while we're looking," Regulus whispered, glancing around at Bellatrix and Rodolphus.
"Why not," Rodolphus said expansively.
"We just need to check any book for alarm charms before we apparate out with any of them, else the alarm will lead directly to us where ever we go," Bellatrix said.
"Right," Regulus nodded. His father had placed such alarms on the books in their family library, so he knew what to look for, and unlike most people, how to remove them as well.
The five of them moved as quickly as possible from shelf to shelf in search of the books the Dark Lord had sent them for. "I found the one on necromancy," Rabastan whispered triumphantly after about five minutes. Another few minutes and Bellatrix was announcing that she'd found the one on advanced mind altering potions.
"Snape would cum himself over this one," she snickered derisively. "It's the Dark Lord's, though, so he'll never see it. Ah well."
Regulus frowned. He rather liked Severus and didn't see why Bellatrix was so unpleasant to him. At present his mind was far more focused on the hunt for the books the Dark Lord was after, though.
"Want a book on sex magic, Bella," Rodolphus asked and Bellatrix paused to think.
"I don't know...Do you think it's any fun?"
"How should I know, I don't have time to flip through it at present," Rodolphus hissed.
"Well hell, you could've read another book on the topic," Bellatrix whispered back. "Get it if you want it."
"Shut the fuck up, both of you," Rabastan growled.
"Kreacher just found the book on unicorns," Kreacher said, low voice full of excitement as he rushed to Regulus with the book in hand. That only left them with one more to hunt down for the Dark Lord, that being the one on soul transference and skinwalking. Regulus found a book on advanced dark charms and hexes that he'd never seen before so tucked it under his arm to take along with him,then continued searching the shelves as quickly as he could for the final book.
"I found it," Rodolphus whisper called. Then after another moment, "Fuck, no I didn't... This book is just on how to kill a skinwalker. Do we want that too, though?"
"Why not," Bellatrix whispered back.
It was then that Regulus's eyes alighted on the title. It was in ghostly white lettering on a black background. The word ghostly came to mind because the letters seemed to ghost...or glide constantly over the black spine of the book. "Soul Transference and Skinwalking," he whispered, lifting the book from the shelf.
It had no alarm charm on it, so they were free to go.
"Got it," he whispered. "We can get out of here." Though he was tempted to peruse the library for hours, it was too risky. If they got caught, it would displease the Dark Lord to say the least and they didn't want that.
Everyone gathered around Kreacher and the elf apparated them out and back to Grimmauld place.
"Let's look at the books for a few minutes before we let the Dark Lord know we've got them," Regulus found himself saying. For a moment everyone just stared at him in shock as they stood outside the massive front door of Grimmauld Place. "Well...Aren't you all curious to understand what our lord finds important? It could be useful in the future to help us excel in his service."
After a second or two, Bellatrix gave a sharp nod. "Alright...That's not a bad idea. But we only dare wait for a few minutes. He did not give us permission to read the books, after all. We only dare because he did not forbid us the pleasure either."
With that settled, they went inside and gathered in the dining room as they had two nights ago when they were given the assignment. The symmetry of that felt somehow satisfying, Regulus thought. Each took a book with Kreacher and Regulus sharing one. The elf sat on Regulus's lap so that he could more easily read with him, and Rabastan rolled his eyes, making a disgusted face.
"You'd better just be reading and not getting one another off under the table or something," he said suspiciously.
"Gods, Rabastan," Regulus said, then carefully opened the book on soul transference and skinwalking. He knew that skin walkers could possess animals and so see through their eyes while their own body remained in a trance elsewhere. Soul transference, however, he'd never heard of so he flipped directly to that section. Soul transference involved placing one's soul into something else via bodily possession or making a Horcrux, whatever that was.
"Damn," Rodolphus said, his exclamation causing Regulus and Kreacher to look up from their book. "Who knew fluffy unicorns could play a part in necromancy. Their blood can at any rate."
"Well they should be good for something, because their shit stinks to high heaven," Bellatrix complained, making a face.
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