Dobby vaulted athletically over multiple rocks and twigs, the camera dragging through the dirt whenever he got too close to the ground. Luckily, it came with a strap, so it was secure around his shoulder and waist, and beat against his swole thigh with every pounding step he took.
Dobby almost felt bad about how hard he was about to expose Hagrid... but not bad enough. He knew that this was the right way to distance himself from the half-giant, whom he feared he might have won over with his overwhelming display of beauty that now adorned the humanoid's cabin.
"Former Master Hagrid chose this path," Dobby murmured aloud, his voice barely audible over the sound of his brittle feet smacking onto the beaten path taken by countless students to and from Hagrid' cabin.
It was only upon reaching the main courtyard of Hogwarts when he paused. He needed to formulate a plan.
Dobby unslung the camera from around him as a misty rain began to cascade from the darkened heavens above. He slunk over to the edge of the courtyard and sat down heavily on an awaiting bench.
"Dobby cannot go to Dumbledore," he decided. He acknowledged that showing his ex, Dumbledore, the invasive photos of Hagrid would be too far. But he didn't know what to do.
Sighing with a heavy resolve, he snapped his fingers and Disapparated quietly into a Gryffindor boys' dormitory. He placed the camera in the bag of a boy Dobby was certain would get the photos developed, one that revered Harry Potter almost as much as Dobby had.
