Silent Whispers -George Weasley Fanfiction-

5. Lovely Little Friend of Mine

Few hours passed by as they wander around the castle together, talking and gossiping to the paintings, running away from Filch and Mrs Norris and getting snacks from the kitchen. Freshly backed muffins and cakes smells delicious and brings water on top of your tongue. George takes two cupcakes and gives the other one to Rose.

As they left kitchen were the house elves worked, they ran up to a very familiar and beloved house elf – Dobby – the free House-Elf who is wandering around the corridor near Hufflepuff common room.

"Hello Mr Weasley!", Dobby shouted as they were eating cupcakes at the corridor. This three and half feet tall house elf with these big, shining and innocent eyes walked towards them. He was wearing an old and ripped piece of clothing and a single sock on his right feet.

"Long time no see Dobby, how are you doing?", George smiles and waves to him. "Got some snacks", George says and chuckles a little as he rises the muffin on his hand slightly.

Dobby smiles and as he walks closer his eyes locks up to Rose who is already taking a bite from her muffin.

"Tiny baby Roslyn! Dobby is honoured", he says and slightly bows to Rose. Roslyn is highly muddled and laughs a little bit "Pardon me little one, have we met before?".

"Of course we have! Dobby used to serve the Winterbell house years ago before Magnus gave me piece of clothing and set me free – see, this one!", Dobby shows the sock on his right feet – it was Magnus' quidditch sock with letters M.W on it.

"But I didn't mind serving such a polite and kind family", Dobby continued, " Dobby visited sometimes Master Winterbell in his quidditch games – such a talented wizard Mr Winterbell is", Dobby keeps talking as he takes Rose's hands in his tiny and slender-like hands. "You were just a tiny baby back then – smaller than Dobby! I remember looking after you when your parents had quidditch and everything", The house elf continued, looking amazed into Roslyn's eyes. Rose smiled as a tiny tear rolled down her cheek.

"Woah woah woah sweetheart you didn't mention that you knew Dobby! He is seriously our favourite house elf in the whole Wizarding-World!", George yelps and nudges Rose on her shoulder.

"That's because I didn't remember – I knew that dad told me that we used to have an house elf, but he didn't want to keep him locked up, so he set him free. I was around 3 or 4 years old back then."

"How is Master Winterbell now?" Dobby asks and looks at Rose in the eye. She kneels down to his level. "Death eater attack.. last Christmas" Rose tries to get the words out of her mouth and as Dobby realises what has happened he hugs her tightly. "Oh my, little child are you safe? Dobby will protect you as I used to!", the elf says and he hugs the child he used to take care of on daily basis.

"I am not making you serve me again, you silly house elf", Rose sniffs and breaks apart from the hug. Dobby smiles and says "That still does not mean Dobby wouldn't take care of his family!". As Dobby says that he takes his necklace off, snaps his fingers and one becomes two. He hands the original locket it to Rose. "It your family, our family, Miss Winterbell", the house elf says and gives one last hug to her.

"Stay safe, lovely little friend of mine and remember, Dobby will always come when needed!", little house elf says before disapparating into the uknown.

A tear drops down from her cheek and she feels a hand on her shoulder. "I guess I still kinda have a family", Rose says wiping her cheek dry.

George nods and rubs Rose's back gently. It was a nice and calm moment, almost shocking for Rose. It was a beautiful and calm moment after Dobby left. Rose opens the locket he had given her. There they were, pictures of her parents and herself as a tiny baby. The picture was taken after the adoption. Magnus and Monica seemed so happy and they were. Rose hold tight on the locket and she puts it around her neck. Now she has one more thing left to remind her where she belongs.