            She started in his bedroom, but there were no photos, journals, or letters to be found. Young Sirius had apparently not been sentimental, or his parents had destroyed his things after disowning him. Hermione went to the attic next, working her way down the floors until she was rooting through the basement, banishing cobwebs and staying well away from any object that looked like it was just itching to curse an unsuspecting muggleborn. Hermione even called for Kreacher, hoping he’d be of use, but apparently his duties did not extend to chit-chat about his dead master.