It's been years after the Chambers of Secrets' shenanigans. You and Your Family had dinner with The Dudleys that went bad due to Mr. Dudley's mom badmouthing Harry's parents and Harry literally made her into a balloon and made her float away.
"That was... something." Your dad said
"You can say that again."
"That's what the both of you said."
"(Y/n)!" Your parents scolded
"What?! It was right there!" You said your excuse.
"Welcome back, Mr. and Mrs. Richardsons!" A familiar voice said as you saw Dobby in your old clothes
"Dobby!" Your family screamed as you went over to hug him but your little sister went over to hug him first.
"Oh, how I've missed you too, Martha Richardson!" Dobby said
"What the hell are you doin' here?! I thought you were a free elf now, you should be out there doing stuff!" you said.
"I am! But Dobby is in need of a place to stay for a while so Dobby has asked your muggle family for a home for Dobby!"
"Yeah, even though he's an ugly bastard... he's kinda cute so we couldn't say no to him."
"Well, I gotta get goin'."
"Yeah, by the looks of it, Harry's gotta go tonight! Alright, stay safe!" Your stepdad said
"Will do!" You said as you used magic to quickly change your clothes.
Instead of the usual clothes, you're now wearing a Dark Pink Hoodie, A White T-Shirt under the hoodie, Blue Denim Jeans, a pair of Doom 2 Socks, and a pair of Black and White Converse Sneakers as you thought that this will now be your usual looks.0
You made sure that everything's pack and took your case to leave but before that, your mother stopped you.
"Honey?"
"Yeah, Ma?"
"Take care of your friends, alright? Also, bring your little sister with ya." She said as she
"I will, Ma." You said as you let her get out of the house first before you.
There was an owl that got sent to your house and it wasn't new supplies, it was a letter of acceptance for Martha about last month as you two exit your house while saying your goodbyes to your parents as across the street, you heard a door slamming as you see Harry storming away from the house.
"C'mon, Martha! We need to catch up to Harry!"
"Wait for me, I'm only Eleven-Years-Old!" She complained
"When I was Eleven-Years-Old, I beat You-Know-Who! So, stop ya' whinin' and c'mon!" You said
"Always with the bragging." She groaned as Harry looked behind to see you two as he slows down but still kept his pace.
"Sup, Harry!" You greeted him and offered the high-five but he doesn't interact with you.
"Okay! We'll go for a silent walk then."
