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"You aren't that old to think of the Thereafter, Kreacher! You have many happy years ahead of you. I understand that you'd want to retire; are there places for retired house elves? Or you could stay with us, just work less hours, paid hours and..." Albus Severus was trying to get his sweater back from Kreacher, regretting bitterly to have offered the old house elf his freedom.

But Kreacher, who was still drenched with soapy water was not ready to let go of his brand new sweater. "I don't plan to go to a Thereafter, I plan to live with my family, in the Lost Realm. Who said it was a place for the deads? It's a place for the living!" said Kreacher.

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"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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