"Finite incantatem!" said Albus Severus and all of a sudden, brushes, mops and sponges fell down to the basement stones, leaving a half drowned Kreacher spit bubbles of soap. His cloth had never been so sparkling white and his mood so dark. "This... This is an outrage, master Potter! I... I protest!"

Albus, who looked genuinely sorry, apologized to Kreacher and to prevent him catching a cold, without thinking, he took off his sweater (knitted by Mrs Weasley) and gifted it to his own house elf.
Hands shaking with emotion, Kreacher touched the sweater and cried: "I am free."

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