I know this is super short, but I haven't written anything in a long time and I know this isn't a legit story that tons of people follow so whatever. If you do like it, please send me reviews. They make me smile
Dobby was walking down the street, swinging his arms and singing to himself. He probably was the happiest elf in the world, as he had just graduated House Elf School with top marks. He danced through all the shops in Diagon Alley, even grabbing a small girl's hands and spinning around with her. He wandered into the new shop, Olivander's, and started chatting with the young man at the counter. Dobby was so wrapped up in his conversation he didn't notice the group of men and women who walked in until the shopkeeper looked up in amazement. Dobby turned and his world was changed forever. Sitting on a tray carried by all the people was a hat. This was not just any hat, but a talking hat with emotions.
"Hi. I'm Dobby." The young elf said softly, intimidated by the hat's good looks.
"I'm the Sorting Hat for Hogwarts," he replied, "but you can call me Sorty."
They blushed and turned away, not knowing what future had in store for them...