Chapter 8
"Hello, I am Dobby the house elf" said the creature jumping up and down on the bed.
"Hello" replied Harry curiously.
"I have come to warn Harry Potter that bad things are going to happen again"
"What do you mean bad things?"
"Dobby cant say, but bad things are going to happen and you must not go back to Hogwarts this year"
"Not go back, but I belong to Hogwarts I have friends there"
"There was a new strong magic wave of power, we the house elf's felt it, it cant be good…my master would be mad if he knew I was here"
"New magic power…Dobby why do you wear that thing?" Harry asked taking note of the brown rag he was wearing.
"It is a house elf uniform, sir, Dobby must be presented with clothes by his master to be released from work"
"You can't have met any decent wizards then?"
"No I haven't"
"I shouldn't have said that" picking up a lamp on the side of the bed and began hitting his head with it.
"Dobby stop it" said Harry quickly hurrying over and taking the lamp off him.
"Listen to Dobby?" he whispered hearing Ron coming back. "Bad things are going to happen, please don't go back" before Harry could grab hold of him he vanished.
"It was just there" said Ron coming into the room with everyone.
"It was a house elf" said Harry replacing the lamp. "Dobby his name was"
"Ah…yes, harmless magical creatures forced into enslavement by magical families in need of servants" said Dumbledore turning around and heading out again.
"What did it want?"
"He was warning me not to go back to Hogwarts"
"That's rubbish" Ron said sitting down on the bed.
"I don't know" as the others followed Dumbledore out of the room.
"He mentioned a new magic power, the house elf's felt it, I think he was worried that it maybe you-know-who returning"
"Really?"
"Just have to wait and see I guess"
For the rest of the evening, Harry had dinner with Ron's family and enjoyed the company. His new abilities did not seen to be showing up so he was able to act a little normal. But it was on the back of his mind.
When it was pretty late, and Harry and Ron had gone to bed, Harry awoke restlessly and sat up in the dark and could hear his friend snoring so he felt for his glasses and put them on.
Adjusting his eyes to the darkness of the room, he saw something glowing from his trunk. He could see a gold light coming from it.
Throwing back the covers, Harry stood up and stumbled over to his trunk and slowly and carefully he opened it and could see light coming from under his cloak.
Lifting it off he could see it was the memory dust bag, glowing a bright gold light.
Carefully and cautiously, he picked it up and the light faded. 'Hermione' he thought suddenly and blinked.
He found himself sitting in a different room with one double bed he could make out, and Ron's snoring had stopped.
Standing up, Harry saw Hermione wandered over to her sleeping form, her fizzy hair spread out on the bed. Lifting the bag, he was unsure of his actions but felt it was the right thing to do.
Opening the bag, Harry put his hand in and took some gold dust and leaned quietly over Hermione and sprinkled some on her head saying "forget you saw me apparate" and the dust caused her to sneeze in her sleep as it fell on her.
'Hope it works' Harry mused and closed the bag.
Tiptoeing away from her, he wondered 'how he was going to get back to Ron' and he blinked finding he was back beside Ron in seconds. 'A lot quicker than apparating' he thought putting the bag back in his trunk.
Sighing, he closed his trunk and went back to bed but found he couldn't sleep and tossed and turned worried about how the magic dust would affect Hermione and dozed on and off through the morning.