Neville Longbottom, the boy who lived year 2

Chapter 2

The next day Neville was woken up by something sitting on him. He opened his eyes and saw someone.

"Neville Longbottom! Such an honor it is." It said.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Dobby sir. Dobby the house elf." Dobby said.

"Not to be rude or anything but, what are you doing here? We don't need another house elf, we have Tweeky. Well technically she's aunt Lily, uncle James Harry's elf but I live with them so she listens to me."

"Oh yes sir, D-Dobby understands. It is, difficult sir. Dobby wonders where to begin." Dobby said.

"Why don't you sit down?" he said.

"S-s-sit, sit down?" Then he started to cry.

"Dobby, sh 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! They get equal."

"You can't have met many decent wizards then. You know how we treat Tweeky."

"No, I haven't. What an awful thing to say. Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!"

"Dobby stop! Please stop!"

"Dobby had to punish himself, sir," he said. "Dobby almost spoke ill of his family, sir. . . ."

"Your family? They don't treat you very well, do they?"

"No sir. But Dobby is used to this sir."

"What exactly did you come here for?"

"To warn you, Neville Longbottom must not come to Hogwarts School. There is a plot! A plot to make most terrible things happen."

"What terrible things? Who's plotting them?"

Dobby shut his eyes tightly. "Oh! I cannot say."

"Ok, I understand you can't say."

Then Dobby started hitting his head on Harry's light.

"Dobby put the lamp down!"

"Neville? Are you up? What's that noise?" Lily asked from downstairs.

"Nothing aunt Lily!" he called back.

"Give me the lamp!"

Then he finally got it.

"Dobby, I'm going to Hogwarts and that's final! I have friends to spend time with! Even though I live with my best friend!"

"Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?"

"Well I expect they- hang on, how do you know my friends, aside from Harry hadn't been writing to me or Harry?" he asked looking suspicious at him.

Dobby slowly walked away and took out the letters.

"Neville Longbottom mustn't be angry with Dobby. Dobby hoped that if his friends had forgotten them Neville Longbottom and Harry Potter might not want to go back to school sir."

"Give me those, now! And I would still have my aunt and uncle to and Harry!"

"No!"

Then he started running and going down the stairs. Neville did the same thing. But Dobby noticed James so he looked at Neville and apperated away.

He shook his head and headed to breakfast.

When he got there he sat down and took some pancakes and pumpkin juice.

"Good morning Neville." James said.

"Morning uncle James." he said back. Then he learned close to Harry.

"We need to talk after breakfast in my room." he whispered.

"Ok, why?" Harry asked.

"A house elf was in my bedroom and telling me not to go to school." he told him.

"Hmm, we'll think of something." he said confused.

Then they finished breakfast and headed upstairs.