Hello to the people who read this story! I did a Covid test, and FYI, it sucks. Results should come in eventually, so for now I'm just being super impatient. Onto the reviews!

Micheal in Arizona: Well I suppose it's kind of hard to have emotions in a movie unless you have a narrator, "Harry is now feeling vvvvveeeeerrrrryyyyy lonely." Not sure how well that would turn out for the box office. Ha, good thing your yells actually remained in your mind unlike some people *me… cough cough…* Yep, even if the actors were good they could have at least dyed their hair. But I mean, what mother wouldn't be mad?

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Dobby: Harry Potter! Such an honour it is!

"That house elf didn't bow!" Dobby cried out in anger. "How rude!"

"Dobby, that is meant to be you," Harry said. "Well, I'd think so, because you were the only house-elf that turned up at the house the night the Mason's arrived."

"A… what came into our house?" Aunt Petunia asked faintly, staring from the real Dobby to the screen Dobby.

Harry {staring at Dobby}: Who are you?

"Actually, the first thing Harry Potter said to Dobby was hello," said Dobby, smiling at Harry.

"What about… I heard Dudley downstairs, 'May I take your coats, Mr and Mrs Mason?" Harry said, mocking Dudley's sweet, pretend-to-be polite voice.

"Oh, shut up," Dudley muttered.

Dobby: Dobby, sir. Dobby the house elf.

"That skipped a small bit of dialogue, nothing too big," Harry mentioned.

"WHAT WAS THAT THING DOING IN OUR HOUSE?" Uncle Vernon exploded.

"You want to answer that one, Dobby?" Harry asked, turning to Dobby, who just ignored him, and was focusing on the angry look on Lucius Malfoy's face.

"How dare you go see Potter without our permission!" Lucius snarled, teleporting next to Dobby and grabbing his neck.

"STOP!" Harry yelled, hitting Lucius's arm hard. "Dobby is a free elf now, and you have no right to touch him or get angry at him."

"Especially since he did this in 1992!" Hermione added, her face angrier than Harry's. "You will be an enemy of S.P.E.W.!"

"Oh, crap," Ron said, burying his head in his hands. "Don't you go on about spew again."

Harry: I see. Not to be rude or anything, but this isn't a great time for me to have a house-elf in my bedroom.

"Hmm… 8/10 for that dialogue, Harry Potter," Dobby smiled. "From what Dobby can remember, of course.

"No, I'd say that's about right," Harry answered.

Dobby: Oh, yes, sir, Dobby understands. It's just that, Dobby has come to tell you... it is difficult, sir... Dobby wonders where to begin.

"We didn't hear Aunt Petunia… er, laugh," Harry said, trying not to laugh at the embarrassed look on his Aunt's face.

"And it skipped Harry Potter asking why Dobby was there…" Dobby added.

Harry: Why don't you sit down?

"Uh, sorry about saying that, Dobby," Harry said guiltily. "Although I only said sit down, I had no idea you'd get upset by that!"

"Dobby has long forgiven Harry Potter for that one," Dobby beamed.

Dobby: S-s-sit down?

{Suddenly Dobby bursts into tears.}

"He burst into tears before he repeated the words 'sit down'," Harry muttered.

"Oh, Dobby, you needn't have cried at that!" Hermione cried. "If you ever feel sad, everyone here at S.P.E.W. are here for you!"

"Everyone at spew?" Ron muttered to Harry. "You mean everyone in your head."

{Harry panics.}

Harry: Shhhh! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you or anything —

"I didn't say shhh, but still, pretty accurate," Harry said.

"If anyone's offending you, Dobby…" Hermione started.

"SHUT UP!" Ron interrupted.

"S.P.E.W. is here for you!" Hermione shouted over Ron, who groaned very loudly.

Dobby: Offend Dobby! Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir, but never has he been asked to sit down by a wizard, like an equal...

"No one!" Hermione cried. "That is absolutely outrageous! House-elves should be treated as complete equals! At S.P.E.W., you will 100% be treated as equal to witches and wizards!"

"Hermione, if you don't shut up about spew, we're all honestly gonna die after getting deafened by annoyance!" Ron yelled.

"Ron, you're supposed to care about me," Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I do care about you," Ron said. "Just don't care about spew."

"It's not spew!" Hermione said, her voice heated. "It's S.P.E.W., stand for the Society of Promotion of Elfish Welfare!"

"Tell me, Hermione," Ron said, raising his eyebrows. "What does S-P-E-W spell? Spew!"

"Will you two idiots SHUT UP?" Ginny bellowed, shaking her head. "Your debates are worse than Harry and I!"

"Don't go into our debates, Ginny," Harry said, shaking his head, for Ginny to laugh then resume the movie.

Harry: You can't have met many decent wizards then.

Lucius Malfoy glared at Harry as if deciding what would be the best way to kill him.

"All you people need to give our son a break!" James senior said, shaking his head.

"To meet some decent wizards and witches to treat you well, you can always…" Hermione started.

"Hermione," Ron said, taking in a very deep breath. "I think Dobby gets the message. Isn't that right, Dobby?"

"Yes! Dobby will know he can always count on Mrs Hermione Granger-Weasley for help!" Dobby said happily.

{Dobby shakes his head, then without warning, leaps off the bed and starts to bang his head furiously on the drawers.

"DOBBY!" Hermione cried. "You shouldn't have done that! You don't need to do that!"

"HERMIONE, DOBBY DID THIS 28 YEARS AGO, OK? THERE'S NOTHING YOU COULD DO TO STOP HIM, UNLESS YOU TIME-TRAVELLED!"

"T-time-travelled?" Hermione said.

"No, Hermione," Harry said. "There's no way for you to get access to a time-turner before we leave this theatre, plus, if you did that you could change way too much."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I wasn't planning to do that. I just remembered it's possible, but I'm not going to do it."

DOBBY: Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!

"You're not bad, Dobby," Hermione said.

"I agree with Hermione on that one," Ron nodded, putting his arm on his wife's shoulders. "You… you literally… sac— well, you're a really brave elf, Dobby."

Harry felt himself stiffen on his chair, and decided to focus on the screen.

"Dobby hit himself on the window," Dobby mentioned.

{Uncle Vernon pours champagne for Mr. and Mrs. Mason. As banging sounds from above, all eyes shift up. Uncle Vernon chuckles nervously.}

"So that, er, elf thing was the reason for all that racket," Mrs Mason guessed.

"Uh, yeah," Harry said.

"Vernon, honestly, why did you never tell us that your nephew was a wizard?" Mr Mason asked.

"Erm… because its not exactly good, people aren't meant to know," Uncle Vernon said, turning a light version of the shade of a beetroot.

Uncle Vernon: Don't mind that. It's just the... cat.

"You don't have a cat, do you?" Mrs Mason asked. Uncle Vernon slumped into his seat.

Mr Mason shook his head. "Honestly, the lies you tell!"

"S-sorry!"

{Dobby gets back to his feet, wobbling, eyes spinning dizzily. Harry regards him with a mixture of concern... and wariness.}

Harry: Are you... all right?

"That's not what I said… I just told him to stop, then asked him what he was doing," Harry explained. "And then of course Hedwig woke up…" he shook his head.

Dobby: Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family, sir.

"That Dobby got the words that Dobby actually said correct! 10/10 for that!" Dobby cried, clapping his hands.

Harry: Your... family?

"How dare you almost speak ill of us, Dobby," Lucius snarled.

"At least he punished himself for it, Father," Draco said, sneering at Dobby, and earning a blazing look of anger from Hermione.

Dobby: The wizard family Dobby serves, sir. Dobby is bound to serve one family forever. If they ever knew Dobby was here...

"That's awful," Hermione said, her voice filled with passionate emotion. "You should be able to live your life… you shouldn't have to be their slave."

"It's what house elves do," Lucius said angrily. "Stop complaining about it mudblood."

"YOU SHUT UP!" Ron cried, standing up and trudging over to Lucius, his fists clenched tightly.

"Ron, honestly, it doesn't matter!" Hermione hissed, standing up and dragging him back to his seat.

{Dobby shudders in fear, then looks up, whispers urgently.}

Dobby: But Dobby had to come. Dobby has to protect Harry Potter. To warn him.

"Harry Potter asked Dobby many questions about his family… what they'd think… and Dobby explained how his family… would never set him free," Dobby looked up at the screen sadly.

"You expect we would, though?" Draco asked. Hermione scowled at him.

Dobby: {in a fierce whisper} Harry Potter must not go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year.

"Dobby had to shut his ears in the oven for that," said Dobby, somewhat proudly.

"You mentioned that, didn't you…" Harry said. "And you only said 'you must not go back to Hogwarts'."

Harry: Not go back? But... I have to.

"That… basically the entire monologue was cut out!" Harry cried. "I said that I had to go back, that Hogwarts was the only thing keeping me going…"

"Keeping you going?" Ginny asked.

"Well its not exactly easy to live with the Dursleys," Harry said.

Dobby: This is a plot. A plot to make most terrible things happen. If Harry Potter goes back to school he will be in great danger.

"Dobby said 'no, no, no'," said Dobby. "Then he said Harry Potter must stay where he is safe, and then that Harry Potter was in great danger."

"Yes, you didn't say about the plot until I'd asked why I was in danger," Harry said.

Harry: What terrible things? Who's plotting them?

"It was… was this all about the chamber…" Ginny's voice broke. "And if Dobby is the Malfoy's elf, and Dobby knew about it, that means…"

She looked over at the Malfoys, who all suddenly seemed very interested in their seats.

Harry sighed. "You'll see… well, maybe."

Dobby makes a weird noise.

Harry: Okay! I understand. You can't say —

"Alright," Harry corrected. "And you can't say, I understand."

"How are we remembering all this!" Hermione cried. "I just thought of it, it's weird…"

"I'm not sure, I can literally remember every word I said at every second!" Harry cried.

"It's so weird but so awesome," Ron agreed.

{Dobby grabs the bedside lamp and starts beating himself about the head an yelping loudly}

{In the dining room}

Uncle Vernon: They arrive at the ninth hole and —

"What the… what is that?" Ginny laughed. "The ninth hole?"

"I said a golf joke, but that's one of the only things I can remember of that night… the memory is fuzzy," Uncle Vernon said.

"Fuzzy?" Aunt Petunia cried. "But we can remember everything else so clearly!"

"I dunno… it's weird," Uncle Vernon said. "I remember hearing something, and then thinking it was Dudley's TV… or pretending it was…"

"When I think about it, I don't remember too much about when we came over," said Mr Mason. "I just remember the pudding being dropped… that's it."

{Dobby's yells interrupt, ringing out from above. Back in Harry's room, Harry wrestles the lamp away from Dobby.}

"We didn't fight for the lamp," Harry laughed. "But I must say, this movie is pretty damn funny."

Everyone was laughing their heads off, everyone except the Dursleys.

Harry: Give me the lamp!

"Harry Potter didn't say that," Dobby said.

{Footsteps are heard off-screen. Quickly, Harry grabs Dobby by the pillowcase and pitches him into the wardrobe... just as the door opens}

Harry: Get in there, and keep quiet.

"Well I actually first told Dobby to get in the wardrobe before stuffing him in," Harry said. "I mean, I had some manners."

"Poor Dobby… he wouldn't have like being in that cupboard!" Hermione cried.

"Yeah, being in a cupboard must really suck," Harry said sarcastically.

Hermione looked at him. "Sorry, Harry, I didn't mean…"

"It's fine," said Harry.

Uncle Vernon: What the devil are you doing up here! You've just ruined the punch line of my Japanese golfer joke. One more sound and you'll wish you'd never been born, boy!

"I can't believe they treated you that bad, Harry!" Ginny cried.

"I can't believe you married that man, Petunia!" Lily cried. "He's awful, absolutely… he treated my Harry like that! He was worse than you!"

"Says the woman who married some wizard! Dumb enough to get the two of you blown up!" Petunia shrieked.

"Blown up? WE WERE MURDERED! THAT WAS NOT JAMES'S FAULT! I WAS WITH JAMES IN THE DEATH WORLD, AND WE BOTH WERE UNDER THE IMPRESSION OUR SON HAD BEEN MURDERED, TOO! WE COULD NOT FIND HIM, AND WE WERE CRYING WITH WORRY! WE HOPED HE WAS SAFE, ONLY FOR HIM TO TURN OUT IN THE HANDS WITH YOU PEOPLE?! I AM DISGUSTED IN YOU, EVEN IF YOU WERE MY SISTER! YOUR MARRIAGE IS A COMPLETELY POOR CHOICE, EVEN IF IT'S NOT MY PLACE TO JUDGE, WELL GUESS WHAT? I AM! I ABSOLUTELY CANNOT BELIEVE YOU! I'M ABOUT AS MAD AT YOU AS I AM WITH… WITH… with Severus." Her voice went softer before breaking, her bright green eyes, earlier blazing now softening slightly.

"Lily, I…" Snape started.

"SHUT UP!" Lilly yelled, her eyes blazing with anger again.

{The wardrobe door keeps opening and Harry keeps closing it}

Uncle Vernon: And fix that door!

Harry: Yes, sir.

"You… called him sir?" Lily asked faintly.

"I don't know," said Harry. "That didn't happen."

{Uncle Vernon stomps flat-footed from the room and slams the door. Harry lets Dobby out of the wardrobe.}

"Well, that was dramatic," Ginny said simply.

Harry: See why I've got to go back? I don't belong here, I belong in your world.

Hogwarts, it's the only place I've got friends.

"Nope, that monologue was incorrect, just like all other ones," Harry said, shaking his head. "Why can't they get anything right, it's not that hard!"

Dobby: Friends who don't even write to Harry Potter?

"Now that really blew it for you, Dobby," Harry said. "You should have thought it through before you came, except its good I found out, I finally understood my friends hadn't forgotten about me!"

"Of course we didn't, why would we?" Ron asked. "I mean, we're not that mean!"

Harry: Well I expect they've been… hang on, how do you know my friends haven't been writing to me?

"Intelligent, that kid," said Harry, pointing up at his screen self. "Smartest boy I know."

"Dad, that's you," Lily junior said, rolling her eyes at her dad.

"Oh, is it?" Harry said, squinting at the screen. "He was neat, brown hair and blue eyes. I really, don't think that's me."

Dobby: Harry Potter mustn't be angry with Dobby - Dobby hoped if Harry Potter thought his friends had forgotten him... Harry Potter might not want to go back to school, sir... { Guiltily, Dobby takes out a stack of letters}

"Dobby did it for the best!" Dobby cried.

"That skipped a bit of dialogue, though," Harry muttered.

"So… wow, we wrote a lot of spam letters," Ron said, gaping.

"I wouldn't have sent so many in a row if Harry had actually replied!" Hermione cried.

"I suppose that's why we came to rescue you, Harry," Ron smiled.

Harry: Give me those. Now.

"Harry, you were so calm about it!" Ginny said "I'm impressed. If that happened to me, I'd literally use a bat-bogey hex on Dobby to get the letters."

"I wasn't calm about it, I just tried to grab them off him," Harry told her. "And if you used a bat-bogey hex, you'd be expelled."

"Harry, my friends are very important to me, OK! I would risk my education for them," Ginny said.

Dobby looks at Harry sadly, then dashes out the door.

"That skipped Dobby telling Harry Potter that he'd give him the letters if he promised not to go back to Hogwarts," Dobby explained to everyone.

"Mate, why didn't you just lie?" Ron asked. "You could have just said you weren't going to Hogwarts then just go."

"Dobby would have found out eventually," Harry shrugged.

Harry races after him and Dobby bounces down the stairs and into the kitchen. As Harry races in, he finds Dobby paused in the hall, who then clicks. The pudding rise, then floats into the living room, hovering over the Mason's heads. The Masons don't see, but the Dursleys — goggle-eyed — do.

"That's intense!" Rose cried.

"Dobby actually stood on a cupboard in the corner," Harry muttered.

"My poor pudding," Aunt Petunia said dramatically. "I put so much effort into that, and I can't believe that… thing —"

"House elf!" Hermione cut in.

"Ruined my masterpiece!" Aunt Petunia shook her head, clearly still quite annoyed.

"It seems you blamed the wrong person for it, then?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Aunt Petunia huffed.

Harry: Dobby... Please... No...

"I said no, they'll kill me," Harry corrected.

Dobby: Harry Potter must say he's not going back to school.

"Dobby also said, say it, sir," Dobby mentioned. "After Harry Potter said, 'Dobby, please…'."

Harry: I can't. Hogwarts is my home.

"HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD OF LYING?" Ron bellowed. "YOU COULD OF AT LEAST SAVED YOURSELF FROM WHATEVER HAPPENS NOW!"

"Well, I don't know, Ron!" Harry cried. "I was 12! And I didn't say Hogwarts is my home… I mean I think that, but I'm not that cringey."

Dobby: Then Dobby must do it, sir. For Harry Potter's own good.

{The Dursleys and the Masons are talking, Petunia and Vernon trying to hide that a pudding is floating.}

Dudley: Pudding.

"Ahahah, Dudley couldn't keep it in…" Ron laughed.

"I did not say that," Dudley said, rolling his eyes.

{Dobby snaps his fingers. The pudding falls straight onto Mrs Mason. They stand blinking, covered head to foot. Harry was just about to grab it.}

"Ah, Dobby made it fall on the floor, to cause it splatter all over the room!" Dobby cried proudly. "But this movie makes it seem different, of course."

Uncle Vernon: I'm sorry. It's our nephew. Very disturbed. Meeting strangers upsets him, so we kept him upstairs...

"Noooo," Harry grumbled. "You kept me upstairs so I wouldn't ruin your career meeting!"

"Er, I actually said its just our nephew?" Vernon said, pretending not to hear Harry.

The Masons race out of the house.

"That skipped Uncle Vernon telling me I'd get punished," Harry said. "And the owl coming in was skipped too."

{Uncle Vernon fits IRON BARS to the inside of Harry's window, and we hear a drilling noise}

"Oh my…" Lily and James senior were now clenching their fists in each other's hands with anger.

"How could you do this to our son?" James asked. "Your nephew?"

Uncle Vernon: You're never going back to that school. You're never seeing your freaky friends again. Never!

"So, firstly," Harry said, crossing his arms. "Uncle Vernon did not put those bars up himself. He paid someone to do it for him. And secondly, that totally skipped the letter of the warning of getting kicked out of the school, and the owl arriving. It skipped Uncle Vernon telling me what was going to happen."

"I still can't believe you people did this!" Lily senior said angrily.

"Dad, you told us you were treated bad, but you never said you were treated this bad!" James junior cried. Harry shrugged.

Harry picks up his glasses and looks out the window to see Ron Weasley staring through the window.

"Yes!" Ron cried. "Rescue time!"

"And then get yelled at by mum time," the twins said together.

I hope you liked the chapter!

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