"Welcome aboard the UKN Starcruise. This is your captain John McGonagal speaking. I hope everyone has gotten on safely." The loudspeaker continued on and on, not stopping to take a breath. Dobby blinked. It was confusing him where the voice was coming from. He carefully peeked over his shoulder behind him and spun around.
"Dobby found you!" he cried gleefully.
"Today's lunch will be served in the…" The voice droned on.
"Hmm… maybe not there." Dobby was in his room on a big ship. There was a big bed and everything was Victorian. There were chairs. And sofas. And a door with a knob that didn't turn very well. It was a big place for a little guy to be in.
"That place is located right next to the billiard roo-"
"Maybe the voice is under Dobby's bed." He concluded to himself. He quietly tiptoed to the creature that talked about today's lunch and was named like Mr. Headmistress. (that's what Dobby always called McGonagal and Hogwarts.) He peered under the flowered quilt. It was dark and scary under the bed. Too bad Dobby was afraid of the dark.
"Dobby's…not…afraid…" He peeked out of his hands that were covering his eyes. He quickly shut them closed.
"Must…see…where… voice is…" he looked again. It still looked pretty scary. Maybe one of Hagrid's Fire-blasting skrewts or whatever they were called was under there. Or maybe a Book of Monsters. His eyes widened in surprise. There was a Book of Monsters under Harry's bed last year!
"Harry Potter conquered a Book of Monsters last year! Dobby wants to show Harry Potter that Dobby could do the same!" He was excited now. He was going on an adventure just like Harry Potter. He was Harry Potter! The dark now looked inviting. He screwed up his eyes and jumped. The ebony darkness enveloped him on his way to a new adventure.