[Sylvia goes upstairs as the doorbell rings.]
Vernon: [from below] Mr. and Mrs. Mason! Do come in!
[Sylvia hears someone laughing madly in his room. She opens the door to find, a house elf named Dobby bouncing on her bed.]
Tyler : what is house elf?
Nagini : They can often be found at large houses and mansions. They are supposed to be very loyal to the head of their family. An owner or master can 'free' a house elf by giving him or her clothes.
Tom : But that elf was loyal to Sylvia
Sylvia : yea but why did dobby become loyal to me and not to the Malfoy family?
Tom : That's because the Malfoys saw Dobby as an insignificant slave, and because they knew that house-elves were not able to break the commands of their masters, never believing he would try to interfere. And you were kind to the elf so he formed an Attachment to you
Sylvia Nods her head...
Dobby: Sylvia Potter! Such an honor it is! [Sylvia closes the door.]
Sylvia: Who are you?
Dobby: Dobby sir, Dobby the house elf.
Sylvia: 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.
Dobby: Oh, oh, yes, mam! Dobby understands! It’s just that, Dobby has come to tell you- it is difficult, mam- Dobby wonders where to begin?
Sylvia: Why don’t you sit down?
Dobby: S-sit down? S-sit- sit down? [he soon begins to cry]
Tom : My Dark lady You know you should not say this to elf
Sylvia: Yea I know now ok
Nagini : Leave her tom
Tom : You know my love you always take her side
Sylvia : of course she will take my side she's my honey and my sister in law
Tom shakes his head..
Sylvia: Dobby, ssh! I’m sorry! [Dobby cries louder] I didn’t mean to offend you, or anything.
Dobby: [stops crying when he hears that word] Offend Dobby? Dobby has heard of your greatness, mam, but never has he been asked to sit down by a wizard, like an equal.
Sylvia: You can’t have met many decent wizards then.
Dobby: No, I haven’t. That was an awful thing to say. [he then bangs his head on the dresser drawer repeatedly] Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!
Sylvia: Stop, Dobby! Dobby, shh! Dobby, please stop!
[From downstairs in the living room, the Dursleys and the Masons are having some wine as they hear the banging from above.]
Vernon: Oh, don't mind that. It's just the... cat! [he chuckles lightly, as Mr. and Mrs. Mason look on, being convinced and concerned at the same time.]
Dobby: [still banging his head on the drawer] Bad Dobby!
Sylvia: Dobby, stop! Please be quiet. Are you all right?
Dobby: Dobby had to punish himself, mam. [pushes a stool closer to Sylvia] Dobby almost spoke ill of his family, sir.
Sylvia: Your family?
Dobby: The wizard family Dobby serves, sir. [gets up and sits on the stool] Dobby is bound to serve one family forever. If they knew Dobby was here... [shivers] But Dobby had to come. Dobby has to protect Sylvia Potter. To warn her. Sylvia Potter must not go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year. [Sylvia looks at him in surprise] There is a plot, a plot to make most terrible things happen.
Sylvia: What terrible things? Who’s plotting them?
Kol : Who's plotting against you?
Sylvia : you'll see
Dobby: [trying to resist himself from saying something] Oh, he! Can’t say!
Sylvia: Okay, I understand. You can’t say.
Dobby: Don’t make me talk. L-- [He gets on the desk, grabs the lamp and hits himself with it.] Bad Dobby!
Sylvia: Dobby? Dobby, put the lamp down. [Dobby keeps hitting himself, in the living room, Vernon is still doing his conversation with the Masons.]
Vernon: So, when they arrive at the ninth hole-- [Dobby’s shout is heard, Vernon hears it upstairs while looking suspicious.]
Sylvia: [trying to grab the lamp from Dobby] Give me the lamp! [Dobby keeps straining until Sylvia hears Vernon coming upstairs] Dobby, stop! [She finally grabs it from Dobby, grabs his rags, hides him in the closet, and closes the door] Get in there and keep quiet!
Vernon: [opening the door, stomping into the room, and glaring at Sylvia] What the devil are you doing up here?!
Sylvia: I was just... [Dobby slowly opens the closet door; Sylvia pushes it closed]
Vernon: You've just ruined the punchline of my Japanese golfer joke.
Sylvia: Sorry. [closes the closet door again]
Vernon: [glances at the closet door, unaware of Dobby's presence, then lifts his finger as he turns his eyes back to Sylvia] One more sound, and you'll wish you'd never been born, girl. [He sees the closet door opening again] And fix that door.
Sylvia: [closing the door again] Yes, sir. [Vernon glares at Sylvia as he walks out of the room, pulling the door closed; with Vernon gone, Sylvia opens the closet door to let Dobby out] See why I've got to go back? [Dobby removes a bra from his face ] I don't belong here; I belong in your world, at Hogwarts. [Dobby takes the bra and looked at it, Sylvia sees the bra and throws it aside ] It's the only place I've got friends.
Dobby: Friends who don't even write to Sylvia Potter?
Sylvia: Well, I expect they've been--hang on, how do you know my friends haven't been writing me?
Dobby: Sylvia Potter mustn't be angry with Dobby. Dobby hoped if Sylvia Potter thought her friends had forgotten her, Sylvia Potter might not want to go back to school, mam...
Sylvia : You know dobby was correct about friends.
Tom : That's what I told you at your first year but you were manipulated by your headmaster and fake friend
Sylvia: Give me those. Now.
Dobby: No! [Sylvia attempts to grab Dobby; he dodges, runs for the door, opens it, and races out of the room with Sylvia chasing after him; Dobby stops at the kitchen doorway, looking at Petunia's cake. In the background, Vernon is talking to the Masons. Dobby glances back at Sylvia with what looks like a devilish smile.]
Kol : You know your gonna get in trouble for that
Sylvia : Yea I get in trouble
Sylvia: Dobby, get back here! [still smiling in a kind-of-devilish way, Dobby shakes his head "no" and snaps his fingers, causing the cake to levitate] Dobby... Please... No.
Dobby: Sylvia Potter must say he's not going back to school.
Sylvia: I can't. Hogwarts is my home.
Dobby: Then Dobby must do it, sir. For Sylvia Potter's own good. [he snaps his fingers again, causing the cake to float out of the kitchen; Sylvia pushes Dobby aside as she steps into the living room to see the cake moving towards the Dursleys and the Masons]
Vernon: One plumber says "Look at all that water.", and the second plumber says "Yes, and that's just the top of it." [Sylvia holds up her hands in an attempt to grab the cake; Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley all look in surprise to see the floating cake with Sylvia attempting to catch it as floats directly above Mrs. Mason; watching from around the corner, unseen, Dobby snaps his fingers again, causing the cake to fall and splatter all over Mrs. Mason] I'm sorry. It's my niece. Very disturbed. [Sylvia turns around to face Dobby, who backs away] Meeting strangers upsets her, that's why I kept her upstairs. [Sylvia glares at Dobby with an angry look on her face that says "Thanks a lot, Dobby. I'm going to be in huge trouble now, because of you."; Dobby snaps his fingers and vanishes into thin air]
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Astrophile // Kol. M
FantasySylvia Polaris Potter Black is the wife of kol mikaelson . The Mikaelson family even kol don't know anything about her full past they only know about her first year....
