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So it went for a few weeks the same pain in the morning to wake him, Dobby with a towel to shower, talking to 'Sirius' off and on though out the day. Bill would come by almost every day; Harry knew it was his mother and Dumbledor that always sent Bill to him.
Then one day it changed, a week before Harry's birthday. Dobby was by his bed as normal with a towel, but this time Dobby was not as happy to greet his master.
"Master, Dobby will need to talk to master at some point this morning. If that is okay with master."
"Wwhhaaaat do you need to talk to me about Dobby?" Harry yawned.
"Please master, Dobby will need some time to talk to master please. And master should be well awake."
"Okay Dobby, is the bath ran?"
"Yes, master it is."
"Come to me while I am in the bath in three minutes." Harry got up and went to take a bath. When Harry saw the tub he decided to try out the diving board on it. Worried about hitting his head he decided to just jump in. To Harry's shock his feet never touched the bottom till he was back to the surface and then his feet only just barely touched. Harry jumped again trying to reach the bottom but failed again till he broke the surface. But this time Dobby was standing by the tub.
"Master wanted to talk here."
"Yes, Dobby what did you what to talk to me about?" Harry swam laps while talking to Dobby. Enjoying the warm bath.
"As master knows master's birthday is next week. And is a lot to prepare for, this birthday will bring master his birthright. Dobby is very sorry to say but Dobby fears that master's birthright will bring him great pain and troubles." Dobby paused Harry could see the fear in the house elf for having to bring Harry such troublesome news.
"How is that Dobby?" Harry still not to sure what Dobby was on about but was sure that he was going to end up explaining his pain that he has been feeling getting stronger and stronger by the day.
"Dobby can not say for Dobby is not knowing. Dobby heard of this the last night in Hogwarts, Mr. Dumbledor was talking to Mr. Snape and that is all Dobby heard. That is when Dobby asked Mr. Dumbledor to reenter slavery for you Master Potter."
"Dobby if you must call me master at least call me Master Harry or something like that!"
"Yes, master Dobby will do as master pleases." Dobby stopped talking fearful of Harry's out burst. "Please go on Dobby"
"Well Mr. Dumbledor then gave Dobby a bag of dining supplies, telling Dobby of the magic link to Hogwarts and that it will provide master will all of his food and drink needs."
"Dobby what about my birthright what else do you know?"
"Dobby does not know any more but Dobby does know of a magical spring that will ease master's suffering. And Dobby wanted to retrieve some of the spring water to fill the bath with so master may relax in its depths."
"What else will you do with the spring water Dobby?"
"Nothing master nothing."
"Are you sure that it will be needed or even work?"
"Yes Master Harry it will be needed and it will be of great survives to you master."
"Okay Dobby you may get the spring water. When will you need to leave to get it, and how long will you be gone?"
"Dobby will only be gone for one day and will not stop, or do anything else that will make master not pleased with Dobby in Dobby's travels."
"Go today then Dobby. How do you work the dining plates?"
"Just tell the plates that master is ready for master's meal and the meal will come."
"I will see you tomorrow than."
"Please master be safe till Dobby returns."
Harry thought about the new information thinking that it was not as helpful as it might of been if Dobby would of caught the first half of their conversation. Harry went to try his hand at calling for his own breakfast and thought that it would be simpler if all he had to do were to make it. Harry noticed that Sirius' mirror was dirty again, and made sure to make a mental note to clean it later. Harry walked to the table notices the bed was made already. "Mrs. Weasley had a point about how helpful it was to have a house elf" Harry thought. "Oh kay, lets get this started." Harry looked down at the table and cleared his throat. "I am ready to eat." Nothing happened. " I Harry Potter am ready to eat." Still nothing, Harry stared at the plate, 'well lets try another angle' "FEED ME PLEASE I am hungry!" Nothing. Harry remembering what Dobby said to say decided to go word for word and hope it would work if not he would just go out to eat. "Master Harry Potter is ready to eat." And a morning feast appeared before his eyes. Harry ate his fill and went to talk to 'Sirius' he has found talking to at least the memory of Sirius to be helpful in his grieving.
"Sirius, I am sorry for letting that jack ass lead me to the Ministry and getting you killed. I miss you and need you Sirius." Dobby came out of his cubbyhole; Harry did not even know that Dobby was still there. Harry sat the mirror down not noticing that it hazed over again. "Dobby you are still here?"
"Yes master, Dobby had one more thing to tell master before Dobby left. It was found out that you are related to the Blacks and Malfoy families. You were Sirius' nephew and the young Mr. Malfoy's cousin-"
"What! You have to be mistaken! How did you come to this information, I demand to know!"
"Master I ... I just received the information by way of this letter. Dobby is sorry to up set master." Out of Harry's anger he ran out of the room, not sure as to where to go but running seemed like a good idea. 'How the hell can I be related to that pompous git Malfoy!" Harry was not paying attention to where he was running all he knew is he was running down Diagon Alley. BAMB! Harry hit something no wait someone.
"Sorry, Miss, was not paying attention to where I was going."
"Oh that's alright Mr. Potter, can tell you are in a right state 'nehow." That voice Harry remembers it, but from where it was so cool sounding and had and accent, Harry did not have time to think. The witch reached down and picked him up as though he was a piece of litter on the ground. Harry was enthralled but had to get away from the witch. Harry decided to take a leave and went into the cafe across the street, ordered a butter beer and sat down to think. Hedwig flew in carrying what looked like a large parcel. Harry retrieved the parcel to find it to be three different letters. Ron, Hermione, and then a letter addressed in green handwriting. Ron and Hermione were almost identical except the fact that Hermione's lacked the insight of Dobby, they wanted to meet up. Harry decided that they should do something for his birthday and wrote and asked for them to meet up with him at the cafe on Diagon Alley. Hedwig was off again after getting a meal of bread from Harry.
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