It's dark. It's cold. It's scary. It's Malfoy Manor. And in this house lives Dobby. Dobby is a slave to these monstrous Malfoy's. The Malfoy's tortured this poor elf. But unfortunately, he was forced to stay there until he was presented with clothes. But Dobby knew this would never happen with the Malfoy's.
"DOBBY" shouted the cruel voice of Lucius Malfoy. Dobby shuddered, as the voice echoed off the walls. He walked upstairs and shakily pushed open the bedroom of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy.
Mr. Malfoy threw a large basket of clothes at him, knocking Dobby backwards, causing him to fall over"Wash those clothes immediately." Dobby got himself up and his legs were shaking as he carried it downstairs. Lucius looked at Narcissa and whispered "Useless that elf is. Bloody useless" Narcissa nodded in agreement.
"Why did I have to be stuck with this family?" Dobby mumbled through gritted teeth, as he began to scrub that floor. "Elves worse then me got families better then the Malfoy's."
Dobby continued to scrub, as Lucius and Narcissa came downstairs, Lucius hit Dobby with his cane. "You there elf. Rise!" Dobby stood up "Y...y...yes Master Malfoy". Narcissa looked at him, "Don't stutter you stupid elf". Lucius hit him with the cane, "We are having a dinner party tonight" he looked around the room and frowned "Make sure the house is spotless when they get here" , Lucius ordered, as he and Narcissa headed out of the house.