Disclaimer: this work borrows from the world of J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter books; some plot elements, characters, and concepts are hers.
Chapter 3: Shopping spree.
Dobby awoke in a small cupboard covered only in the filthy pillowcase that Lucius Malfoy made him wear.
Dobby closed his eyes, and meditated for a few moments, then grinned.
He had bonded himself to Ginny after Harry died, and that bond has replaced the one to the Malfoy family.
He could disobey them!
Dobby giggled to himself maniacally. "This will be fun" he said to himself with a wolfish smile.
Dobby was not the scared, insecure elf he once was, something had changed inside him as he watched Harry die.
After that had happened, he had vowed to take care of Ginny for Harry, and had bonded himself to her as a servant.
Fortunately she wanted him to maintain most of his independence.
Hoping to further that independence, she had had Mad-Eye Moody give Dobby lessons.
After three years of lessons Dobby could speak like a normal human.
He was also paranoid and quite vicious, a mix that Ginny approved of in her personal secret operative.
Dobby's magic told him that Lucius Malfoy had just called him, so he popped over.
"You called master?" he said politely.
"My breakfast is late, bring it and then punish yourself, elf. "He spat the last word as if it were obscene.
Dobby raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you make your own damned breakfast, you lazy Git." He said calmly.
Malfoy gaped. "Why you!" he exclaimed, unable to articulate his fury. "Punish yourself!"
"No" Dobby replied firmly.
Lucius snarled, and drew his wand.
Dobby grinned and raised his hand, a ball of white light materialized in his hand, and a bolt of light shot out of it, hitting Malfoy in the gut, and sending him flying across the room.
Dobby walked over to a nearby chair, and picked it up, then headed for Malfoy, who was trying to shake off the effects of massive electrical shock.
"Goodnight, master" Dobby spat that last word as if it were obscene, and smashed the chair over Malfoy's head, knocking him out.
He then rolled up the rug, and opened the trap door to the chamber where Malfoy kept most of his 'heirlooms' as he called them or dark artifacts if you asked the aurors.
He then calmly bound Malfoy, and tossed him in the chamber, and then started sorting through the objects in the chamber.
He knew that Malfoy kept a few items down here that might be useful.
Dobby found the particular ring he was looking for, it was gold, and had a red stone in it.
The stone was actually a small crystal vial that had been filled with Basilisk blood, making the ring a viable alternative to a wand.
Dobby slipped the ring on, and used it to conjure a bag, which he then charmed to be bottomless, intangible and feather light.
Dobby quickly put anything that looked valuable. He then rolled up the rug on the floor of the chamber, revealing another trap door, which he opened to reveal a small vault with stacks of galleons inside.
Dobby grinned and piled the money in the bag, then exited the chamber, lowered the trap door, and unrolled the rug, concealing the trap door once again.
He then popped to Diagon Alley, leaving Malfoy manor behind forever.
Dobby quickly headed to Gringotts, and got the money from Malfoy's stash changed from Galleons to Muggle Pounds, after that was done he quickly left the alley.
Dobby grinned to himself.
Malfoy had kept a little bit over 1.5 million galleons in his stash, and the current exchange rate was 5 Muggle pounds to one galleon, giving Dobby 7.5 million pounds, which was roughly equivalent to 15 million American dollars.
Dobby was satisfied with the situation.
He needed to buy a few things, and he was confident he would be able to get them, after all, he reflected, if you know where to look, there isn't much you can't get in London for 7.5 million pounds if you know where to look.
A few hours later Dobby popped into Knockturn Alley,
Gone was the little elf that wore a filthy pillowcase.
A short ritual had released the bindings on Dobby's magic, mind, and body, restoring him to the form of a high-elf.
In fact, he looked more like an elf from The Lord of the Rings than a sniveling servant.
He now stood nearly two meters tall, with waist length blond hair and piercing blue eyes.
He had transfigured his pillowcase into a Muggle business suit, and anyone looking at him had to admit, Dobby looked good in Armani.
Dobby fixed a superior look on his face, and strode into Borgin & Burkes, where he sold most of the dark artifacts that he had taken from Malfoy's chamber, giving himself another 40,000 galleons to work with.
Dobby grinned as he left the shop.
It was time for a few things to change!
