Hy! Mira Arien and myself are the proud co-author of this incredible story, full of fulff food and elf drama! This is the result of a very hot summer, too much Ice Tea and a lot of love. This is a try, but we might turn it into a real fanfic if yall like it!
We do like reviews, pretty please! And sorry if we give you a lot of food-carving ^^
~LadyBraken
I- Dobby is a very nice elf albeit a bit… Dobby.
It was 5 pm when Albus Perceval Wulfric Dumbledore sent Dobby to the kitchens of Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, or as the little elf used to say 'Magic human stuff that they should let Dobby do'. Which is a strangely very difficult thing to say.
Dobby appeared in the kitchen with a loud 'pop'. The room was huge, about ten Malfoy kitchen, and the Malfoy were the type of people to have bloody albinos peacock in their backyard. Hundreds of little elfs were moving all around, doing… elf stuff, their enormous ears dancing around like they were trying to fly away from their heads. Which might be more true than one might like to. But what changed more for Dobby, was the atmosphere. The Kitchens of Hogwarts were underground, lit from the numerous fireplace from where a delicious fumet was spreading around and the meal of hundred of hormones and hungry teanagers was brewing.
There was tons of pumpkin juice in barrels against the walls , stoves and ovens were crowded by bubbling stews and drooling piece of venison. The other working stations filled with glossy vegetables and shiny fruits , cutting themselves as the elves cooked them into wonderful dishes. Somes elves hurried with the tableware and utensils floating behind them, shimmering.
All that to say that the kitchen of Hogwart were a very important place. No one want to see an angry and hungry Snape. Or want to live out of Dumbledore's lemon drop.
The elf named Dobby, However, wasn't any elfe. He had just saved the great Harry Potter! Threatening his life five or six times in the process, but well nobody should linger on such details. And the Great, Nice, Beautiful and Talented Harry Potter (you could hear the capitals when he said it) had said that Dubby was his friend ! So when he was asked to go in the Hogwarts kitchens, he had felt like the strongest two feets tall creature in the world.
However, he felt a bit lost right now.
"Hum… excuse me?" he sent around, hoping for a good soul's help.
Out of all the elves that were wearing togas made of tea-towels bearing the Hogwarts crest, none answered to his plea.
"He..Help?" He asked again ears lowering and eyes twinkling.
"Yes? Ho, you're the new one!" Exclaimed an elfe behind him.
Dobby turned to his saviour. It was a smaller elf, with big blue eyes and a patch of black hairs on the top of his head. His ears were strangely floppy, and thus more volatile than his peers'.
"Hullo, Mister new One. My name is Dumbo. The Head House elf of the Kitchen of Hogwarts, inventor of the Soaking Biscuit in red fruit jelly, Keeper of the Barrels , Great Protector of the Pantry and Cellar. asked me to take care of your introduction in the kitchens."
"Dobby is very happy that the Head House elf of the Kitchen of Hogwarts, inventor of the Soaking Biscuit in red fruit jelly, Keeper of the Barrels, Great Protector of the Pantry and Cellar took such attention towards Dobby. Dobby is honored. What is Dobby to do?"
It had to be said that none of the elves had taken their breath while saying that. However, their ears were flying and creating more air that needed for the two creatures. It is said that a reunion of angry house elves could create a maelstrom. Very useful during hot summers.
"Well, you have to help doing the food. We are preparing the dinner right now. Lot of bellys, lot of work."
At that, the small elf winked for reasons. Dumbo led the way through the five longs tables , identical to those in the Great Hall. The tableware was almost done and there was less forks and spoons floating around. They arrived in front of the huge fireplace where two elves were moving a boar on a spit along with potatoes in the fire.
"So, Dumbo is the best cook around. If Dobby want any help in the food-making, he should ask Dumbo! except for the Great Reciepe of Lady Huflapoof, of course , that only the Head House elf of the Kitchen of Hogwarts, inventor of the Soaking Biscuit in red fruit jelly, Keeper of the Barrels, Great Protector of the Pantry and Cellar can do it, and only on special occasions of course."
Severals elves hopped in delight as the tables filled rapidly with huge amount of food. Others held the plates and dishes above their heads waiting for room to be made on the tables. One appeared from nowhere with the biggest pineapple Dobby had ever seen and urged to the baking station.
"You see the pretty one with the ears? That's Nonsy. She's nice, Dumbo know that. Sometimes, she helps Dumbo to do the writing on the jars, you know! Quite a smart one. And the one next to her, it's Sooky, her sister. She just had a small one, cute and quite vivid, always crying and stuff. Dobby should help her sometimes. Luckily, there isn't much work at this time of the year, so Sooky isn't too tired, you know, but it's a bit hard for her."
"Don't the cute vivid little one have an other parent?"
"That he had. But the poor elf had an accident with the little wizarding-humans. Isn't quite much the same since."
Dobby's mouth turned into a big 'oh'. He was far too used to what could happen around the little wizarding-humans. Except for the Great Smart and Kind Harry Potter, of course. Harry Potter was Dobby's friend!
"So, we start the breakfast at 6 before the great sunny globe shine, and we go to do the household on the little wizarding ones places while they eat. Then we have a free hour, and then, we do the lunch. There is three lunch to allow everyone to eat. After that, we have to go and clean all the stuff, and we have an other hour. Then, we do the supper, which ends around midnight with the cleaning and all that. After that, you can go to eat and sleep.
" That, Dobby can do ! " answered Dobby happily.
" What were you doing before coming into our Great Kitchen? Who were you serving ?" asked Dumbo watching closely the two with the spit moving away.
"Dobby was a house elf for the Malfoy family, but Dobby has no master anymore ! The Great and Smart Harry Potter helped Dobby and so Dobby helped Harry Potter against the mean ancient Master Malfoy that wanted to harm Harry Potter My Friend ! And then , Harry Potter tricked mean ancient master into giving Dobby a sock ! And so Dobby is free ! he said without stopping to breathe.
" But … Who is your Master now ?" asked Dumbo not quite understanding what Dobby was saying.
"Dobby has no Master anymore ! Dobby is a free elf ! " With that, the elfe giggled to show his one on only sock proudly.
He may had screamed ot a bit to loud, because a heavy silence suddenly fell on the famously noisy Hogwart's kitchen. Even the roasting boar catched its breath.
It was this eerie scenery that Minerva MacGonagall, otherwise known as ' The Great Nice Little Witch ', entered the kitchens like she would on the enemy's side of a battlefield. Which it was, in a way, considering the amount a bribing that took place in said kitchen to fulfill her needs in tea and scones.
