Dobby squatted for what felt like hours in Hagrid's massive toilet, the stained water lapping at his sensitive feet and tugging at the hem of his Harry Potter sweater. The heavenly aromas that slipped into Dobby's nostrils filled him with a sense of glee, and although the forces of gravity threatened to wedge him in the brown hole that lay in the center of the bowl, he remained steady by clutching his fingers around the toilet's lid so his knuckles were visible to the outside world.
Dobby almost cried once he heard booming footsteps approach and circle the cabin in amazement and confusion.
He hoped Hagrid realized by now that it was he, Dobby, who had been helping him all this time.
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Hagrid strolled drunkenly out of the Forbidden Forest after a quick guzzle of firewhisky, the taste still ripe on his tongue.
He stopped dead in his tracks, surprised, upon viewing how beautiful his cabin looked. Vines were wrapped intimately around his oversized cabin, pumpkin juice trickling down from a massive pumpkin crushed atop his house.
Smooth red flowers, iridescent in the climax of the sunset occurring above, offset the effect of earthiness and texture that beautified his cabin.
Hagrid circled his cabin in awe, gazing at the dewdrops that glazed the artfully-placed plants on his cabin. His footsteps felt clumsy and out-of-touch as compared to the delicate beauty of his cabin. Upon reaching the first window, he frowned in confusion when he spotted the shards of broken glass that rendered him speechless in awe of the mini-rainbows they cast on the floor of his flobberworm-encrusted cabin.
He chuckled to himself upon seeing the Harry Potter sock stuck on one of the shards, realization hitting him as he realized that Dobby the House-Elf had done this.
Despite all that the elf had done to him, Hagrid sobered upon realizing that the elf had begun to grow upon him. Maybe.. maybe he even liked the elf.
"Dobby?" Hagrid bellowed through the broken window. He staggered backwards, his arms flailing as he regained his balance.
No answer. Hagrid walked unsteadily around the side of the cabin and ripped aside the vines so he could bust in.
He muttered a curse as his vision doubled and he stepped on a squishy flobberworm. Suddenly, nausea rose in his throat. He clapped a hand to his mouth and ran to the bathroom. He vomited over and over into the open toilet bowl, eyes blurred by tears. After his vision unfogged, he flushed the toilet quickly, not bearing to look at the contents of the bowl, stumbled to his feet, and collapsed on his massive cloth-covered couch.
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Dobby's foot was stuck in the drainage pipe.
When he heard Master Hagrid enter his cabin, he almost cried for sadness, as his planned entrance was ruined. He opened the toilet bowl one-handedly, his ears lowering in shame.
"Sir! Help!" Dobby cried.
But Hagrid staggered past him and bent over his trash can.
"...Sir?" Dobby inquired. "Are you alright, sir?"
Hagrid vomited into the trash can until it overflowed, and he didn't stop. Dobby watched Hagrid in fascination as the half-giant reached out a trembling hand and mimed something, almost as if he were grabbing something and shaking it.
Dobby wrenched his foot out of the outlet with a slick pop, and clambered wetly out of the toilet. He watched as Hagrid threw himself out of the already-broken window and fell, unconscious, under the dying light outside.
Dobby gazed at the wreckage of the room, at a loss for words and utterly disgusted. It was the first time he disliked Master Hagrid. Even Filch had behaved better than him. Dobby stared at his feet and trod out of the bathroom. He was about to leave the cabin and pack up his nest when he spotted a Muggle camera lying on the floor.
Dobby stared at it, unfeeling, then launched into action. He took photos of everywhere inside and outside of Hagrid's cabin: the stash of alcohol, the vomit-filled bin, the flobberworms, the flowers adorning the cabin, and Hagrid himself.
He took photos of Hagrid from every angle, then carefully pocketed the camera and scampered off into the night, heading for Hogwarts.
