A/N : This is mostly a joke and something I created to take the steam out of writing my other story, which is a dark and depressing affair. You do not have to take this very seriously. This is a one shot for now but I may extend this depending on the reception it gets.

Chapter 1 : Reunions

As the dust settled on the Battle of Hogwarts, the lives of those who had been a part of it slowly began to return to normal. Of course, quite a few worlds had been turned upside down, never to be the same again. Yet despite all that, there was a general sense of optimism. May be things would finally be peaceful now.

But while most looked towards the future, there were some that chose to remain trapped in the memories and sceneries from the past. Everyone knew this war would be bloody, yet some deaths were hard to take. She knew it better than anyone. He had died long before the actual battle, yet his death seemed like the most tragic.

But then, it happened one night. As Hermione heard someone knocking on the windows of her apartment, she went up to it , only to turn as white as a ghost.

"Surprise!" he said, smiling his old toothy smile.

"D-D-Dobby!" she gasped.

"Voldermort wasn't the only one with a horcrux", he smiled sheepishly.

"Horcrux?"

"Yes. Professor Flitwick"

"Flitwick is your horcrux ? Why him?"

"I just find him kinky. Moving on"

"Yes"

The two looked into each other's eyes. For Hermione, it was hard to believe it was happening. Was this some dream ? Some hallucination ? Dobby could read what she was thinking, and moved into to softly kiss her on her forehead, indicating that it was very much real. He really was back.

Before he knew it, Hermione was on top of him, burying him underneath volleys of kisses. The night was only beginning.

"Oh Dobby", echoed through the night.