Authors: Sharpie & Casandra

Genre: Humor/Humor

Rating: PG-13

Summery: This FF is really screwed up, and it's *kinda* slashy. Written before B5, so SB's not dead yet. Also, Harry's a bit dense.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter would I really be writing FAN fiction?

DARK WATERS : Chapter One: Bad Dobby

Harry hadn't had a very good summer. He couldn't wait until school started again, so he could see all of his friends. Harry then heard a squeaky voice coming from the corner of the room.

"Mr. Harry Potter!"

It was Dobby the House-Elf.

"I have comes to work for you, Mr. Potter."

"You have comes to work for me?" Harry asked. "What are comes?"

"No, Mr. Potter. Comes. I have comes to work for you."

"Oh!" said Harry realizing. "You have *come* to work for me. Why?"

"Well," started Dobby, trying to choose his words carefully. "I feel the need to help you, sir."

"What?" Harry asked, somewhat annoyed at the prospect that *he'd* need *help*.

"I want to help you, sir."

"Why would I need help," asked Harry, anger creeping into his voice.

"M-M-M-Mr. Potter," Dobby stuttered. "I didn't mean it in a rude way."

"Then how did you mean it Dobby?" Harry said, crossing his arms.

"Sir, nobody's ever turned down a House-Elf before."

"Why the hell would you want to be my House-Elf?"

"Well, fine!" Dobby said, turning from him, pouting.

Harry's face turned red with anger, and said, "GET OUT! GET OUT!"

Dobby ran like the Devil was chasing him.

Later Harry felt a little bad about yelling at Dobby. "I'm such a dumbo," he said to himself. "Oh well."

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Why would Harry turn down a House-Elf? I don't know. Told you this fic was weird. I'd love to write a serious one, but I usually only write with other people, and my friends can't be serious about anything. If anyone would like to write a Fan Fic with me contact me at GinnyMustDie1@aol.com. I'll write any Fan Fic as long as it's not Hermione/Draco or Ginny/Draco. AU's are fine. Just know I'm not writing any love scenes. I don't do love scenes.