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Ch. 9: Tea Time
Well, with the tragic deaths of both Ginny and Cho, Harry now had one option left. Hermione. But it's just as well. He knew they were destined to be together, since she hadn't died yet. He was just worried about Ron's reaction. He had no worries about Hermione. She wouldn't dare to turn him down. After all, who could resist him? He went to find Hermione, but found Dobby instead.
"Hello Harry Potter sir. Dobby is very glad to see you. You never come visit Dobby anymore, sir. Did Dobby upset Harry Potter?" that hideous little maggot named Dobby questioned in his most pitiful voice.
"Of course not. I've just been really busy lately. You know, being famous is hard work. Every night before I go to sleep, I always think to myself how nice it would be if my good friend Dobby would bring me some tea to help me fall asleep." Harry said patting Dobby on the back and sauntering off in search of Hermione. He knew very well he'd be having tea tonight. (By the way, it's the day before the Yule Ball, so it's Christmas Eve.)
~Meanwhile~
Percy, who was lurking in the shadows, overheard Harry and Dobby. He also knew Dobby would carry Harry the tea. That's when he began plotting his next attack.
Harry found Hermione in (gasp) the library.
"Hey there baby. I know you can't resist me. You're the lucky girl I've decided to take to the ball. You'll wear a green dress to match my eyes, don't expect flowers, and you better be waiting for me downstairs at 6:30. This is an order, not a request." Harry finished.
"Oh Harry! You're so sweet. I was hoping you'd ask me. I did have a purple dress, but I'll go exchange it for a green one right now." She kissed him on the cheek and pranced off towards God only knows where.
"Oh yeah. I'm good." Harry said congratulating himself.
~Later That Night~
Dobby was on his way to Harry's room with the tea when he heard Professor Percy talking in the teacher's lounge.
"Oh my. This is such good tea. Yes. This is the best tea I've ever had. If only a house elf would come in and take some of this wonderful tea to my good friend, Harry Potter. A house elf like Dobby. Yes, Dobby is such a hard worker, I'm sure he wouldn't mind carrying this delicious tea to Harry Potter." Percy said.
Dobby suddenly had a brilliant idea. Professor Percy wanted Harry to have this tea, Harry wanted tea, and the Professor wanted a house elf like Dobby to carry the tea. So, it was only logical that Dobby should carry this tea to Harry Potter, and then everyone would be happy.
"Professor! I heard you talking about some tea for Harry Potter, sir. I'll take it to him." Dobby said eyeing the large cup of tea. The fact the tea was bubbling and steam was rolling out of the cup meant nothing to Dobby.
"Well, alright. I'll give you this chance. Don't let anyone other than Harry Potter drink it. And be careful not to spill a drop." Percy said handing him the cup and saucer.
Dobby was carefully making his way to the Gryffindor dormitories, when his former master, Draco Malfoy, decided to have some fun. Draco was standing in the shadows and saw Dobby heading towards the Gryffindor tower.
"Bet that tea's for Potter. It would be a shame if something caused it to spill." He thought to himself.
Just as Dobby was passing by, Draco stuck his foot out and tripped him. Dobby fell face first into the steaming tea. He lifted his face and everything seemed alright for a couple of seconds until his face started to melt off. Pretty soon nothing but an ugly skull was left.
"Cool. I'll take this as a souvenir." Draco said popping Dobby's skull off of his neck.
~Up in the Dorm Room~
"Where is that stupid elf!? That's it! He can't be my friend anymore!" Harry yelled taking out his frustrations by punching Hedwig.
~AN/ End Ch. 9. We realize this was supposed to be the Yule Ball and Evil Twins chapter, but that'll be next. It took us five day's to write this much. Review!!!!!!
Ch. 9: Tea Time
Well, with the tragic deaths of both Ginny and Cho, Harry now had one option left. Hermione. But it's just as well. He knew they were destined to be together, since she hadn't died yet. He was just worried about Ron's reaction. He had no worries about Hermione. She wouldn't dare to turn him down. After all, who could resist him? He went to find Hermione, but found Dobby instead.
"Hello Harry Potter sir. Dobby is very glad to see you. You never come visit Dobby anymore, sir. Did Dobby upset Harry Potter?" that hideous little maggot named Dobby questioned in his most pitiful voice.
"Of course not. I've just been really busy lately. You know, being famous is hard work. Every night before I go to sleep, I always think to myself how nice it would be if my good friend Dobby would bring me some tea to help me fall asleep." Harry said patting Dobby on the back and sauntering off in search of Hermione. He knew very well he'd be having tea tonight. (By the way, it's the day before the Yule Ball, so it's Christmas Eve.)
~Meanwhile~
Percy, who was lurking in the shadows, overheard Harry and Dobby. He also knew Dobby would carry Harry the tea. That's when he began plotting his next attack.
Harry found Hermione in (gasp) the library.
"Hey there baby. I know you can't resist me. You're the lucky girl I've decided to take to the ball. You'll wear a green dress to match my eyes, don't expect flowers, and you better be waiting for me downstairs at 6:30. This is an order, not a request." Harry finished.
"Oh Harry! You're so sweet. I was hoping you'd ask me. I did have a purple dress, but I'll go exchange it for a green one right now." She kissed him on the cheek and pranced off towards God only knows where.
"Oh yeah. I'm good." Harry said congratulating himself.
~Later That Night~
Dobby was on his way to Harry's room with the tea when he heard Professor Percy talking in the teacher's lounge.
"Oh my. This is such good tea. Yes. This is the best tea I've ever had. If only a house elf would come in and take some of this wonderful tea to my good friend, Harry Potter. A house elf like Dobby. Yes, Dobby is such a hard worker, I'm sure he wouldn't mind carrying this delicious tea to Harry Potter." Percy said.
Dobby suddenly had a brilliant idea. Professor Percy wanted Harry to have this tea, Harry wanted tea, and the Professor wanted a house elf like Dobby to carry the tea. So, it was only logical that Dobby should carry this tea to Harry Potter, and then everyone would be happy.
"Professor! I heard you talking about some tea for Harry Potter, sir. I'll take it to him." Dobby said eyeing the large cup of tea. The fact the tea was bubbling and steam was rolling out of the cup meant nothing to Dobby.
"Well, alright. I'll give you this chance. Don't let anyone other than Harry Potter drink it. And be careful not to spill a drop." Percy said handing him the cup and saucer.
Dobby was carefully making his way to the Gryffindor dormitories, when his former master, Draco Malfoy, decided to have some fun. Draco was standing in the shadows and saw Dobby heading towards the Gryffindor tower.
"Bet that tea's for Potter. It would be a shame if something caused it to spill." He thought to himself.
Just as Dobby was passing by, Draco stuck his foot out and tripped him. Dobby fell face first into the steaming tea. He lifted his face and everything seemed alright for a couple of seconds until his face started to melt off. Pretty soon nothing but an ugly skull was left.
"Cool. I'll take this as a souvenir." Draco said popping Dobby's skull off of his neck.
~Up in the Dorm Room~
"Where is that stupid elf!? That's it! He can't be my friend anymore!" Harry yelled taking out his frustrations by punching Hedwig.
~AN/ End Ch. 9. We realize this was supposed to be the Yule Ball and Evil Twins chapter, but that'll be next. It took us five day's to write this much. Review!!!!!!
