The Curse of A Diary (Draco x Reader) (Book 2) [DISCONTINUED]

Dobby the House Elf

(Y/n)'s POV

"Harry, how long are you going to flip that page over and over?"

"How long are you going to play with that dangers knife of yours?"

I'm now sitting on Harry bed in his room, spinning my dagger between my finger.

A few days ago, Aunt Petunia told Uncle Vernom to give me the room that use to be her some sort of indoor garden that for obvious reason doesn't turn up the way she want. She said I will surely need my own space as a girl.

It's also been a few weeks after we see out friends and it seem no one send us even a letter. Not even Draco.

'Who said he'll write everyday? Huh. '

"It's a dagger." I said

"It's still dangerous."

"Oh, puh-lease"

SQUAWK

Harry and I jumped.

Hegwid pecked at the lock of her cage.

"Sorry, Hegwid, I can't." Harry said,  "I'm not allow to use magic outside the school."

"Yeah, that, " I rolled my eyes, "and because of Uncle Vernom that--"

SQUUAWKK

"POTTER!!!"

"Now you done it."

We sighed and walked out of Harry's room. 

As we entered the room, we saw Aunt Petunia putted the finishing touch to a pudding of whipped cream and sugared violet. Uncle Vernom struggled with Dudley's bow tie, all the while glowering at us.

"I warned you.. both of you.." He started "If you can't control that bloody birds of yours, it'll
have to go."

"She's bored. If I could just let her out for an hour or two --"

"And have you sending secret messages to your freaky little friends?" Uncle Vernom laughed, "No, sir."

'No need to call him 'sir', Uncle Vernom'

"Interesting fact, dear uncle, we haven't gotten any messages from any of my friends." I said politely, "Not one. All summer."

"Who'd want to be friends with you?" Dudley said as he walked closer toward us

"I should think you two should be more grateful. We raise you since you were a baby, give you food off our table, even let you have Dudley's second bedroom and Petunia's old indoor garden room... purely out of the goodness of our hearts."

"Yes, Uncle Vernom." I nodded, "We thank you every much."

"Wait.. I thought he got the second bedroom and she get the ugly room because Mum was afraid they will turn us into dung beetles if you put him back in the cupboard under the stairs." Dudley said

Aunt Petunia stops cold, exchanged a dark look with Uncle Vernon.

"Not yet, popkin. That's for when the Masons arrive." She said as Dudley extended a finger for the pudding.

"Which should be any moment. Now." Uncle Vernom clapped his hand move towards the center of the room, "Let's run through our schedule one more time. Petunia, when the Masons get here, you will be --"

"In the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously to our home."

"Good. And Dudley?"

"I'll be waiting to open the door."

"Excellent." He cheered before he turned to us, "And you two?"

"We'll be in my(Harry's) bedroom, making no noise and pretending we don't exist." We replied in unison

"Too right you will. With any luck, this could well be the day I make the biggest deal of my career."