Harry's pov
I really can't wait to go back to Hogwarts. The Dursley's have been driving me mad all summer. I'm currently in my bedroom 'making no noise and pretending I don't exist' due to the company they have over.Hedwig squawks as I give her a sympathetic look. "I know. They won't let me take you out, sorry Hedwig" I say while she gives me a quiet tweet in return. While I'm over at her cage petting her through the damn bars I hear a 'POOF' behind me. I look around to see a creature with huge ears and big eyes compared to its miniature body, covered with a tablecloth.
The creature notices my stares at stops bouncing on my bed. "Harry Potter, what an honour it is sir" the think speaks.
"I'm sorry, who are you" I say confused
"I'm Dobby, Dobby the house elf" I replies
(When I was trying to write 'Dobby' it kept changing to 'Robby' lol)"Ok well, I'm sorry but right now isn't the best time to have a visit form a house elf" I say getting more angry by the second. The elf continues to tell me all these things which I don't seem to really care about until he tells me "Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts".
"Dobby I can't, Hogwarts is my home" I reply. "Harry Potter must not go back, bad things are going to happen" Dobby says. "What bad thing" I question."Dobby. Must. Not . SAY!" The elf screams and grabs a lamp and starts to bash his head into my side lamp. I panic, knowing my uncle and aunt can hear the noises. "Dobby stop, give me the lamp" I say struggling to take away the lamp. I manage to get the lamp away and hear uncle Vernon stomping over to my room. I push Dobby into my closet and close the door just as he comes in.
"What the devil are you doing in here" my uncles voice booms. "I was just" I stop seeing Dobby push on the door of my closet and I close it. "You ruined the punchline to my joke" he barks. "Sorry" I say closing the closet door once more. Uncle Vernon notices the door opening and closing but doesn't seem to care and goes back to lecturing me. "One more sound and you'll wish you were never born boy" he says. "And fix that door" he finishes leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
"See what I have to live with, I need to go back to Hogwarts where I have friends" I tell the elf. "Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?" He says. "Well I expect. Wait, how do you know they haven't been writing to me?" I say raising my voice. "Now Harry Potter mustn't get mad at Dobby but Dobby thought that if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten about him, he wouldn't want to go back to Hogwarts" Dobby says shyly revealing letters from behind his back.
"Dobby, give me those letters" I say lunging at him. "N-no!" He screams and runs out of my room.
I chase after him to the downstairs where my relatives and Mr and Mrs mason are also seated. Dobby then stops and spots the cake aunt petunia had made and looks back at me mischievously. "Dobby, no" I whisper shout. "Harry Potter must say he will not return to Hogwarts" Dobby says back. "I can't!" I say and with that, the elf snaps his fingers and the cake start to levitate. My eyes widen as I go over to it slowly, making sure I'm not heard. Unfortunately, The cake moves to fast and is then floating over Mrs Mason's head. My uncle and aunts eyes widen as I attempt to grab the cake but instead is dropped and fallen onto the large ladies head.
"I'm so sorry. It's our nephew, he's disturbed by guest. That's why I kept him upstairs" uncle Vernon lies. I turn to see Dobby smile as he snaps his fingers and vanishes. I turn back to see my aunts shocked face and my uncle, giving me the glare I can only assume means
I'm dead.
Y/n's pov
Summer has been great! I had spent most of it with Hermione and her parents. We did fun things like have sleepovers, go shopping in muggle stores and even gossip about what boys we liked. I obviously had a huge crush on Harry which she already knew, it was obvious. I was quite shocked though when Hermione told me that she had a crush on Ron. That's right RON! I would of never guessed that considering how much arguments they got into she'd be falling for him.
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Fanfiction⚠️DISCONTINUED⚠️ FYI: the writing style sucks but I was 11-13 when I wrote this Homie this shit is ass read at your own risk Harry Potter, a troubled young boy and looked as a waste of space to his family has never felt happier than being around his...