~~~ Dobby POV
Dobby was a house elf, and as many house elves he was a slave, but not any longer. What made him so different from other house elves was that he wished for freedom, but he could not seem to find it.
Most see freedom as an opportunity, an escape from whatever held them captive, but the truth to Dobby's lie of a fantasy was that nobody harboured slaves that asked for pay.
Dobby didn't know who to turn to, he needed help and advice, but every house elf he knew of shunned him for his new ideas and feeble advances at life, so that was it, he was ready to give back in, when one evening he met a man in a pub.
This man was tall, dark and covered in black and grey curly hair, he looked rugged and tired with his eyes sunken in, mumbling to himself, Dobby decided to listen, "I got one last trip to make 'fore I can see my love again.... I'm off the Gotham, damn this...", He gruffed.
"P-pardon me sir.. but did you say you're going to Gotham..?", Dobby question, very shyly.
"A two week trip.. and the sea's ain't very welcoming this season..".
"Could I... In trade for work.. maybe... T--", Dobby was interrupted.
"SPIT IT OUT LAD!", the man yelled at him slamming his cup down, Dobby jumped and the words fell out.
"Join you until we make it to Gotham?!".
"I wouldn't care if burned this building down with me in it..", muttered the man, despite his vibes being so unlit, Dobby couldn't help, but to jump up with glee, because Gotham was on America, and America is the land of the free!
Dobby set off immediately to say goodbye to his good friend Harry Potter, he appeared in Harry room stinking of alcohol and mud, Harry was asleep, it was summer so Harry was still with his aunt and uncle.
Dobby jumped up and down on poor sleeping Harry, Harry immediately being awakened threw Dobby across the room yelling an unkind word at Dobby, Dobby screamed and made the noise of a squicky toy upon hitting the wall, Harry put on his glasses and saw Dobby, he jumped out of bed and kicked Dobby while he was down, "DOBBY YOU FREAK!".
Dobby laughed for he knew this was a term of endearment, when Harry stopped kicking him and they both sat in silence to assure they hadn't woken up the others in the house, Harry asked quietly, "Dobby, what the hell are you doing it here?!".
"Dobby is here to say... goodbye..", Dobby muttered, his voice breaking, Harry was relieved, for he worried it was something important.
"Goodbye to where, Dobby?", Harry asked, trying to not seem annoying, though he thoroughly was.
"Dobby is heading for the states, Mr. Harry Potter, and he wished to say goodbye to Harry before he left forever.
It had been a year and a half since Harry Potter had released Dobby from the Malfoy's and everyday Harry grew to regret it more and more.
Dobby began to sob uncontrollably and was making so much noise Harry honestly considered strangling him with a pillow and sending the body back to Lucius, but Dobby hugged Harry Potter and disappeared, Harry considered Dobby a bad puppy or something, something that if peed on his carpet he wouldn't be surprised.
Dobby in America, the land of freedom and fortune... And maybe even love....
-A/N I'll write more next chapter I'm sorry, this is really bad and I regret my decision. Please physically harass the vote button 👉👈🥺
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