Dobby bent over, scrubbing the Gryffindor common room table as hard as he could. This was the great Harry Potter's table, and it wouldn't do to have it dirty.
"Oh, are you a house elf?" asked the bushy haired girl standing behind him, causing him to jump. "I'm Hermione,"
"Yes, Mistress I is a house elf," said Dobby. "But we house elves is not supposed to be seen working,"
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, Dobby," replied Hermione. "I'm campaigning for the rights of house elves actually, I can't believe you're being treated like slaves,"
"Mistress is trying to free house elves?" asked Dobby, in awe. "Dobby knew Hermione Granger must be a great witch, since she is friends with the noble Harry Potter, but never did he know she was this great,"
And then, from that moment on, Dobby the house elf became truly obsessed with the Miss Hermione Granger, as he had been before with the very noble Harry Potter.
