A Dobby and Harry love story
When Harry looked back upon the past five years there was one person that was always there. Or more like one special elf.
Dobby was so small and fragile, yet so beautiful to him. He had always been there, trying to keep him safe like a guardian angel.
And now he was so much more. Dobby was a friend, a protector, and now as he lay trembling in Harry's arms, a lover.
His green skin glowed in the light of the moon, sending shivers down his spine. His glassy eyes, large and wide, stared up at him filled to the brim with passion and love. The feel of his tiny hands on Harry's cold pale skin drove him wild.
"D-dobby!" he leaned in closer to here his lovers cries.
"Yes Harry Potter?" He whispered seductively in his ear, his large nose brushing up against his check.
"Ive wanted you like this for so long now." Harry's voice was barley audible over the beating of his heart.
"I know. Ive wanted you too." He came face to face with Harry, there eyes meeting, faces flushed. He came closer and closer until there lips met. Fireworks exploded in Harry's mind, he had never felt this way before. Only Dobby could make him feel like this, his body was so hot. He pulled Dobby closer and together they fell upon the bed and became one.