Chapter 150: Kreacher (2/2)
”What? Why?” Hermione looked at her surprised.
”You know, he's also raised like that. It's not his fault either.” Chris explained. ”But he's still a jerk.”
”But he's a wizard, that's different from house-elves.” Hermione tried to protest.
”I thought you were against that people treats house-elves different from wizards.”
”Er... No I mean...”
”Save your breath, Hermione.” Chris smiled. Now listen, you can't change him, no matter how nicely you behave. Like you said, he's raised like that. So let it go. You're not going to achieve anything from this. All house-elves are not Dobby, and they'll never be, Hermione.”
”But.. if we don't try...”
”I don't differentiate wizards and house-elves either, Hermione.” Chris said. ”Wizard, house-elf or any other magical or non-magical creature, if they're going to insult or harm my friends, I'll not let go that easily.”
Next afternoon Charlie arrived. He greeted everyone of them and talked to Chris for sometimes about his Dragons.
”Remember the Hungarian Horntail? I'm in charge of her, few days ago.” Charlie said grinning. ”Her kids are getting big.”
”Oh, Now I really want to see them.” Chris said wistfully. ”I've never seen baby Dragons.”
”We've.” Hermione and Ron said at the same time.
”How?”
”Hagrid won a Dragon egg once.” Ron said. ”It was amusing incident.”
”Right. Norberta. She's very big now.” Charlie said. ”And dangerous too.”
”Norberta?” Chris said. ”Tell me the entire story.”
”It started when Hagrid's won a Dragon egg from a stranger...” Hermione started.
All afternoon before Dumbledore came for meeting they talked and laughed about the incident with the Dragon and Hagrid in Hermione and Ron's first year.
After all the Order members went to the Kitchen, Fred and George started to slip their extendable ears in the door but before they can Mrs. Weasley caught them.
”HOW DARE YOU?” Chris heard Mrs. Weasley's screaming before she, Hermione and Ginny could join Fred and George. Ginny pulled both of them back to the room as Mrs. Weasley shouted a little more and snatched all of their extendable ears then went back to the meeting.
It was hardly five minutes after that when the door bell rung loudly, followed by a loud scream. Chris ran out to see what's going on.
”Filth! Scum! By-products of dirt and vileness! Half-breeds, mutants, freaks, begone from this place! How dare you befoul the house of my fathers —”
Chris looked down at the first floor landing as Mrs. Weasley and Sirius went to open the door. A unshaven man in a tattered overcoat entered hurriedly.
”Dumbledore! Dumbledore!” he shouted over the screeching woman.
Sirius and Mrs. Weasley started working with some flying curtains, from where the woman were screaming, Chris guessed.
”What happened Mundungus?” Dumbledore came into sight as the sound of woman screeching stopped.
”Dementors!” said the man with frightened voice. ”Attacked 'Arry Potter.”