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I was in my room waiting for the Dursleys to come to my room and yell at me again. I've been waiting for something from my friends but I couldn't find anything. Near the mailbox or the slot, we have on the door. And not an Owl in sight, except for Hedwig of course.
Speaking of her she hasn't been out of her cage in so long. My uncle Vernon never lets her out at all. And it bothers them as well. I opened my stuff from Hogwarts. Before I left Hagrid gave me something. It was a photo album with my parents and friends. I turned to my favorite page which was me and my parents. I smiled thinking about them.
I then turned to another page. Another one of my favorites. A picture of me and Y/N at our first Quidditch game I was thinking about her but I haven't seen a letter or anything come from an owl. I was starting to think my friends don't want me anymore but I heard my bird Hedwig start to complain again.
She hasn't been out in days sometimes weeks! "Potter: I can't let you out, Hedwig. I'm not allowed to use magic outside of school. Besides, if Uncle Vernon..." Then my uncle burst in my room. "Harry Potter! I'm warning you, if you can't control that bloody bird it'll have to go."
"But she's bored! If I could only let out for an hour or two."
"Huh, huh! So you could send secret messages to your freaky little friends. No, sir!"
"But I haven't had any messages from any of my friends... not one... all summer."
"Who'd want to be friends with you?" Said, Dudley
"I should think you'd be a little more grateful. We've raised you since you were a baby, given you the food of our table, even let you have Dudley's second bedroom, purely out of the goodness of our hearts." Said Vernon
"Not now, Bopkins. For when the Masons arrive." Said aunt petunia
We headed downstairs and while my cousin and aunt and uncle were in nice clothes and well dressed I was behind the door frame.
"Which should be any minute! Ahem...Now let's go over our schedule once again, shall we? Petunia when the Masons arrive you will be...?"
" ...in the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously into our home." Said aunt petunia smiling
"Good! And- and Dudley, you will be...?"
"I'll be waiting to open the door!"
"Excellent! ...And you...?" Uncle Vernon said pointing to me
"I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist," I said
"Too right, you will. With any luck, this could well be the day I make the biggest deal of my career. And you will not mess it up!"
I nodded and head towards my room. I was looking out the window while seeing some guests walking into our home. Until I heard a small voice
"Ha- haha! Ha, ha! Ho, ho, ho! Ha, ha! Harry Potter! Such an honor it is!" I turned around to see a creature which was very elf-like.
"Who are you?" I said
"Dobby sir, Dobby the house elf."
"Not to be to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house elf in my bedroom."
"Oh, oh yes, sir! Dobby understands! It's just that, Dobby has come to tell you- it is difficult, sir- Dobby wonders where to begin?"
"Dobby, ssh! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you, or anything."
"Offend Dobby? Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir, but never has he been asked to sit down by a wizard, like an equal."
"You can't have met many decent wizards then."
"No, I haven't. That was an awful thing to say. Bad Dobby!"
He then started smashing his head against my dresser making a loud noise
"Stop, Dobby! Stop! Stop, Dobby. Please be quiet! Are you all right?"
"Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family, sir."
"Your family?"
"The wizard family Dobby serves, sir. Dobby is bound to serve one family forever. If they ever knew Dobby was here...ooh... But Dobby had to come. Dobby has to protect Harry Potter- to warn them. Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year! There is a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen."
"What terrible things? Who's plotting them?"
"Ooo... er... can't... say... argh..."
"Ok– I- understand. You can't- say."
Dobby picked up my lamp and a picture of Y/N and I.
"Dobby! Dobby put the lamp down. And especially put that picture down."
"Give me the lamp and picture! Dobby stop!"
"Let me go!" I managed to grab Dobby. I heard my uncle coming upstairs and stuffed Dobby in my closet.
"Get in there, and keep quiet!"
"What the devil are you doing up here?" My closet fire kept opening and I tried to close it all the way
"One more sound, and you'll wish you'd never been born, boy! And fix that door!" Uncle Vernon closed the door
"See why I've got to go back? I don't belong here. I belong in your world, at Hogwarts. It's the only place I've got friends! And an actual girl I like!"
"Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?"
"Well, I expect they've... been- hang on- how do you know my friends haven't been writing to me?"
Dobby then pulled out a whole handful of letters
"Harry Potter mustn't be angry with Dobby. Heh- Dobby hoped if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him, might not want to go back to school, sir."
"Give me those, now!"
Our fight made our way downstairs towed the living room where the guests were staying
"Dobby, get back here!"
He then snapped his fingers lifting a cake my aunt petunia has made
"Dobby, please, no!"
"Harry Potter must say he's not going back to school!"
"I can't. Hogwarts is my home!"
"Then, Dobby must do it, sir, for Harry Potter's own good."
He then snapped once more and moved the cake towards the guest I was trying to walk over and try to catch it. Right above her head, Dobby snapped once more and the cake landed on the guest's head
"I'm so sorry! It's my nephew- he's very disturbed. Meeting strangers upsets him. That's why I kept him upstairs!"
Then they left immediately while I was forced into my room while the Dursleys were getting ready for bed.
"You're never going back to that school. You're never going to see those freaky friends of yours again. Never!"
He closed the door. I looked down and kicked everything and started shouting. But during this I kicked a frame that Dobby had gotten. Me and Y/N's picture. The glass had been cracked. But the moving picture is safe and that's all that matters.
