Once they had left, Kreacher who was sulking about in the shadows went to his tiny kitchen cupboard. He picked up a gold locket from the loose floorboard with serpentine S emblazoned on it. He tired casting a few more curses on it but they barely seemed to touch the locket. Tired he held on to it, hugging it like it was his most precious possession. He closed his eyes and rocked wondering what to do.  Then suddenly Kreacher’s eyes opened with a snap and he apparated away with a pop!