P.G Woodhouse does Harry Potter - Chapter One - Hot Pink And Practical Jokes

Disclaimer: None of this is mine, apart perhaps from the plot line. Jeeves and Wooster belong to P.G Woodhouse(if you've ever read Woodhouse, you'll know why J&W are mentioned in this disclaimer) Harry and Dobby belong to J.K. Rowling



I was fiddling with my dress robes when I paused to yell-

'DOBBY!' was what fairly exploded from my mouth

Dobby appeared from nowhere with his customary ease and replied sibilantly 'Yes, sir?'

'Don't you ''Yes, sir'' me Dobby. Something's wrong with my dress robes. Can you tell me what that is?'

'Yes, sir'

'Would you care to enlighten me to what is wrong with my dress robes, Dobby? This banquet with the Minister is amazingly important, I can't afford slip ups. Anyway, miss Chang will be there...' I trailed off, thinking of Cho. I'd had an attraction to Cho since my third year at Hogwarts, and nothing had changed since my leaving there, but I still hadn't professed my undying love for her, despite many attempts.

'Miss Chang, sir?'

'Yes'

Dobby seemed to sigh

'Dobby?'

'Yes, sir?'

'What's up, old chap?'

'Sir?'

My voice became coloured with a tinge of annoyance 'Your doing it again, Dobby'

'What, sir?'

'That'

'What, sir?'

'the innocent way you say "Sir"'

'Sir?'

'Oh don't worry. I love you like a brother, and that's rather what you are, my brother' I stated in a reflective manner

'Sir seems to have hit the mark ' Was Dobby's reply

'You've distracted me from what I was saying, Dobby'

'Yes, sir. I merely felt that you needed some guidance-'

'In what, exactly, Dobby?'

'Nothing, sir'

I fairly ejaculated 'Dobby!' at him

'Sir?'

'That's the second time you've distracted me in fifteen minutes'

'My humble apologies, sir'

'That's all well and good Dobby -' i softened slightly to him, after all, he had acknowledged my superior opinion '- but the point of the matter is, and this is something you shouldn't dismiss as unimportant, what is wrong with my dress robes?'

All almost imperceptible trace of amusement entered his voice as he answered. 'They appear to be pink, sir'

'That's right'

'Yes, sir'

'would you care to shed some light on the matter?'

'The particular colour could be described as' he gave a small cough 'hot, shocking pink, sir'

'I damn well know that'

'Ah'

'Would you happen to know how my dress robes became hot, shocking pink? I distinctly remember this particular set of dress robes being green'

'Yes, sir'

'Care to explain?'

'I believe masters Frederick and George Weasley are responsible'

'Really? Why didn't you say that in the first place?'

'Sir did not ask'

I sighed 'You take things too literally Dobby. I must say we should think of a suitable revenge upon the Weasley twins. I trust you can think of something suitable?'

'Yes, sir'

'I leave it in your capable hands'

'Yes, sir'

'Well, I must be going. The banquet starts at seven.'

'Will sir need the car?'

'No, I shall be Apperating' I paused halfway through the door, trying to remember something important. Then it came to me 'Dobby?'

'Yes, sir?'

'Can you change my robes back to green please?'

'Yes, sir' Dobby clicked his fingers, I felt a soft buzzing in my big toe, and my robes were returned to their normal green.

I gave a small sigh of relief, and Apperated out of sight.

Dobby waited a few seconds, then went and put the green dress robes back in my wardrobe

~End of Chapter One~

This is a trailer chapter ... I'm experimenting with this idea, so please review