Hania opened the Window for Dobby catching a glimpse of the new neighbours Peter and Sela Pettigrew with their son Evan Rosier Pettigrew. She envied how in love they looked, that was all she ever wanted in life.
She let him in, unable to look him in the eyes as she was still reeling over the fact that he chose Kreacher over her. She didn't care that it was 4 years ago or that she was happily married, for her it was just yesterday. She remembered it so clearly as seeing Dobby again had brought up all those emotions that she tried to push down, but it was to no avail as tears were threatening to spill down her cheeks.
Dobby walked over to Hania and put his rough skinned hand on top of hers, this caused her breathing to hitch in her throat, however she also seemed to relax at Dobbys touch. "Dobby is always here for Ms Hania, does a Ms Hania need a Dobby hug?" he squeeked. "No Dobby, please just leave, you're making this is already hard enough for me" she sniffed, however Dobby had decided to wrap his arms around her waist.
Hania melted at his touch wishing she could stay in his arms for all of eternity while the world went on, reminding her of the comforting arms of a certain greasy haired necrophilliac. However she knew this wasn't possible as Covid would be home soon and he would not like this cosy encounter.
Using as much of her willpower as she could she pushed Dobby away from her, he let out a cry "What is Ms Hania doing to Dobby?" he said as he struggled. Hania did not get the chance to give him an answer as she heard Covid pulling into the driveway, in a moment of panic she dragged dobby to a window where Covid would be oblivious to what was happening.
She opened the window, grabbed his skinny weightless legs and threw him with such a heavy force that even Hania herself was shocked.
However she had little to no time to be worrying about this and she rushed to the front door opening it to find her husband waiting for her.
"Sorry I rushed off this morning, cases were falling too low for my liking" he said as he went through to the kitchen.
"WHERE IS MY LUNCH" he bellowed making the house rumble, horror began to seep through Hania as she realised that she had not prepared his lunch as she had gotten too lost in her deepest desires for Dobby.
She didn't know what to do so she phoned Barney, he didn't pick up.
She was confused and didn't know who or where to turn too, when she remembered the one slimy toed man she loved who would do anything for her. Although she could hear Covids muffled screams from the next room, she picked up her phone and dialled the number of her favourite child abuser, she felt instant comfort hearing his slimy voice.
YOU ARE READING
Hania x Covid x Snape x Barney
Humoridk how to write I'm sorry I lack basic grammar but we're gonna ignore that✋. You probably won't understand this unless you've read Pengiwens Marauders series and a certain bigots comments :) This follows the story of Barney, Hania and her favourit...