Just a little drabble I wrote. I just thought that this is something that Dobby would do.
AU, kind of, because Dobby lives. I don't own Harry Potter.
Enjoy!
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Dobby had saved up for years now.
Every single Galleon, every single week had gone into a little jar that he hid in his sleeping quarters. And now, it was finally enough.
It was finally time!
Dobby looked around, and after seeing no other house-elfs (SP? I always wonder if it's elves or elfs with Dobby and Winky.), students, or teachers, he Apparated to Hogsmeade, which was practically empty at the time, and walked slowly and carefully to the tailor shop, taking in all the sights.
He walked in, and a little bell rang above the door. It was floating there in mid-air. Floating Charm. Beautiful work. Despite his worry and carefulness, Dobby smiled, and tottered up to the counter.
"Hello, sir! Dobby be wanting something made for him, sir!" Dobby said, smiling at the man.
The tailor, who probably had never served a house-elf before, said, "Well, first things first. Are you a free house-elf?"
Dobby nodded, his floppy ears going up and down with him. "Yes, Dobby is being a free elf, sir!"
The tailor smiled, and said, "Well, come on then, let's measure you, and then you can tell me what you want." Dobby nodded again, and the tailor chuckled, seeing his ears.
The tailor measured Dobby, which went quickly, seeing as how small he was, and then asked, "Well, what do you want made?"
Dobby looked around, saw that the shop was empty, and then stood on his tiptoes, and whispered in the kneeling tailors ear.
The tailor threw back his head and laughed. "Sure thing! I'll make them right away. Won't take me twenty minutes." Dobby nodded excitedly, and sat down on a straight-backed wooden chair, his feet dangling far above the ground.
Fifteen minutes later, the tailor came out carrying a brown package. Dobby eagerly jumped down and took the package, handing over eleven Galleons.
"Dobby be thanking you, sir!" He said.
The tailor laughed once again, and said, "No problem, Dobby. Have a pleasant day!" Dobby nodded once more, and Apparated back to his sleeping quarters, where he hid the package in his blankets.
He then ran to the kitchens, and proceeded with his work until late at night, when it was time to go to sleep.
Eagerly, he Apparated to his blankets, and pulled out the package. Quickly, he changed into what he bought, and smiled.
He climbed into his blankets, and fell asleep wearing his brand-new Harry Potter pajamas.