A/N: We (HufflepuffForever and my friend) do not own Harry Potter, sadly. But we may someday own a Dobbot. We also don't own the Vocaloids. That is also very sad.
Triana knocked once on her dorm room door that she shared with three other girls. Their dorm room was a complete mess, but there was a clear spot in the middle of the floor where Lorwyn was tinkering with something…again.
"What are you making now?" She asked curiously. Lorwyn's experiments were a subject of great interest between the girls in their year.
Lorwyn emerged from her project, her face shining. "It's a Dobbot!" She beamed.
Triana frowned. "What's that? Some kind of bread robot?"
"No," Lorwyn explained, "it's a Dobby robot duplicate. It can even imitate Dobby's voice!"
There was a silence. Triana and Lorwyn had liked Dobby. He had helped them out of a few sticky situations.
"Okay," said Triana cautiously, "can you show me?"
Lorwyn's smile returned. "Of course! I just press this button here…"
The Dobbot turned on.
"If Harry Potter goes back to Hogwarts he will be in mortal danger," it said in a perfect Dobby imatation.
"If Harry Potter goes back to Hogwarts he will be in mortal danger," it said in a slightly higher and faster voice.
"If Harry Potter goes back to Hogwarts he will be in mortal danger," it said again in almost a sqeal.
"It costs me only 200 knuts!" It sang in a normal voice, "Dobby, Dobby, Do-oobby Dob!"
It shut off with a clunk and a robot shutting down sound.
There was a silence, then Lorwyn spoke up, "I think it's broken."
Triana glanced at her friend who looked shocked. "Can you fix it?" She asked.
Lorwyn's shoulder's slumped, "I-I don't think so."
Triana reached out to press the Dobbot's button. "Good. Let's play it again."
There you have it. My friend and I wrote this in one day. Well, really she wrote it and I gave ideas.