"I’ll do my best." He said, and he did. Sirius easily agreed to lend his ancestral home to the Order, but not before he spoke with his mother's portrait, who was all too ready to screw the light over and eavesdrop from behind her curtain even if it meant working with her son. As she watched him make a deal with Kreacher of the same type, eavesdropping and protecting the Black family artifacts she wondered if perhaps she was too hard on him as a child. Hell she was rebellious once, and only rebelled further the more her dad pushed, it was practically part of growing up under strict pure blooded parents.