Dobby creeps through the streets of the wizarding world. He spies a boy walking along, wearing a scar. He is nervously following a giant-like man.
"That is Harry Potter. Dobby shall not talk to Harry Potter yet. Dobby spies Hagrid too. Hagrid can hurt Dobby. Dobby will not disobey Master's orders, but Master is mean and strikes me - NAUGHTY DOBBY! DOBBY SPOKE ILL OF HIS MASTER!" Dobby yells to himself, catching a few glances from passers-by.
"Dobby will not do that again.
Dobby will not disobey his Master again."
He runs over to the nearest wall and bashes his head on it.
When he has purchased all necessary items, he goes around a dim corner.
"Dobby will get Draco for wand - fitting."
Crack!
And with that, the house elf appears back at Malfoy House.
"Here, Master! Here are Master Malfoy's books. Dobby has made sure they are not broken! Wand - fitting is ready, Master!"
Picking the books up, Lucius Malfoy turns to his son.
"Son, we will need to get you fitted with an excellent wand befitting your forefathers and the pure blood of this family."
Draco looks mildly bemused, then nods. "Well, let's go now, then!"
The Malfoy men, son and father, leave to visit the wand-fitting store for wizards and witches of the most pure blood.
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Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone - Draco Malfoy's Version
FanfictionJ.K. Rowling wrote Harry Potter's story - biased against Draco Malfoy. And this story does not belong to J.K. Rowling, or Harry Potter, or Hogwarts, or even us. This story belongs to Draco Malfoy. Disclaimer:The general plotline and all characters d...
