Chapter 1
The metallic noise of the cauldrons takes him away from a beautiful dream. He was dreaming about flying on white clouds that took him so far away from the dark place where he was sleeping.
Time to get up! Don´t be lazy and help old Dobby setting the table. Go ahead, we have too much to do.-
The little kid smiled kind of sleepy yet. It has been a cute dream, but now he has to wake up. Yes! - Ok. There I go. Morning Dobby.-
Not so good. Dobby has too much work to for today and you too. Come on, go ahead and set the table- he said again like he hasn't heard him before.
The kid smiles again getting himself over the floor- Ok. There I go. You know I was dreaming about…- he said giggling
There is no time for daydreaming, Dobby knows that. Go ahead, and set the clean tablecloth.-
The small child obeys instantly. Because he was too little he had to climb on a chair to get where the tablecloth was. Then went as fast as he could to do what Dobby said.
The dinning room was huge and fancy. The mistress likes to spend several hours decorating with new stuff. Cleaning this room was always a hard job. He set the clean tablecloth because the other one had blood spots.
The family was about going down, so it was better to hurry up It will not be good if they see him around the house. The last time that it happens he lands on the table staining the tablecloth with his blood. He hugs the dirty tablecloth with sadness while his body remember him the last night beating, that his master provide to him.
Then he can hear some noises out, in the corridor. It seems that they wake up early this morning.
Dobby gets into the dinning room and set the dishes very fast.
– Hurry up! - He whispers nervously.
The kid starts to set the forks and spoons over the table. Then the door opens to let in the one that was coming.
Good morning master- they said together.
Then Dobby makes a signal and the kid disappear into the kitchen. The master returns them a lazy snort as an answer.
I think I see that pest around here….-he said looking over his shoulder.
Master, he is in the kitchen-
Another snort escapes from the master. And Dobby set the glasses on the table, getting more nervous.
The door opens another time and the mistress enter the room, at her side their son.
– Good morning mistress, good morning little master-
They just get on their sits, ignoring him.
The little kid appears from the kitchen with the food ready to be eaten. He set the fountains on the table, trembling badly.
The dinning room seems like a graveyard. Any of the people in there said a word or make a sound. That was turning him so nervous. When he had finish with his work, he returns to the kitchen and feels well and safety.
This is the last one. Dobby will take care. Go outside and stand over the door. And don't make any sound- both of them go out, to the dinning room of terror, again.
While the masters eat his breakfast and chatter about themes that he simply doesn't understand, the kid makes hard efforts to not fall down to the floor. He was so tired and his legs sore badly, thank for the masters stick. That was his fault, if he only stops daydreaming during work time, things would be so different.But he can't help with that, when he starts to think about all the books that he has seen in little master's room, he starts to daydream.
There were so many things in those books, pictures of people that he even knows who they are, marvellous places. Now he was remembering his dream, and feel like he was flying away, so faraway when… Zas! Stick that crash on his face take him to the reality. He falls to the floor bleeding.
I'm sorry master- he whispers automatically.
A snort from the master and he grabs him by the hair.
Another time I catch you daydreaming. You pest! Are you here to daydream?
No master- and then another beat with the stick come to his already sore legs.
I didn't say that you can talk back. Did I?-
He didn't want an answer, so he stays in silence. He can't talk back, because his tears were drowning him. It doesn't help at all, not even remain in silence, because more beats with the stick fall all over his little body.
– Lucius. You are ruining the breakfast- the mistress was not happy about this, She will start complaining now. That was not good.
Another snort from the master and sends the little kid flying to Dobby´s arms
The domestic elf covered him with his hands, trying to calm down the little boy. Not letting him to cry aloud.
Let him stay in the kitchen- order the mistress.
Dobby don't loose any time and take the small child into the kitchen. He sits the boy on a chair and start nursing his bleeding lips.
You get Dobby in trouble. Now we are in big trouble- he was so nervous, his hands shaking so much.
It hurts too much Dobby. Really it hurts.. a lot.-
Dobby will take care of you like he always did. But you have to be good and obey the master. If you are a good boy Dobby will show you the magic. Do you want it?-
Yu…yup – the little kid sobs. His hands massaging his sore and thin legs.
Then, you must be quite. Dobby will be finishing his job and you will go to clean the master's rooms. –
Then Dobby went out of the kitchen leaving him sobbing quietly with his little hands on his fresh bruise.
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So here you are- A childish but deep voice sound at his back. He was so busy about his work that he even noticed that he was getting here.
.
- Master – he whispers-
Get out of my room. My friends will be here to play today. And I don't want them to see you here. Do you understand?
Yes master, I will finish this in a moment.
I said I want you to go. NOW! – Draco roars.
But master, I not finish yet.
I don't care. GO AWAY!-
Yes master- he answers while he picks up his clearing staff as soon as he can. He doesn't want the little master to get mad with him. It not will be good for him
The mistress appears at the side of the door, alerted by his sons screams
– Draco. Don't yell like that. I have headache.-
But mommy, the pest don't understand what I said. I'm telling him to go away and he didn't get it-
The mistress take a look to the small child standing in fear in front of her, and then to his son.
Draco, darling. Let him finish his chores. And you pest! What are you staring at? Finish you work here and then clean my room. And be careful with it. I don't want you to ruin any of mi property.
Yes mistress- the child answer with small voice.
Draco was angry, he can tell. The only thing than Draco wants at that moment was to kick that pest in front of him. But he can't, she was so sensitive at those things. It would be plenty time to do that when his friends come to play with him
The little kid went to the mistress room. There were so interesting things to see, but of course he can't touch anything. He takes a deep breath preparing him to start working. It seems that the mistress was in there. He entered the room and he has the surprise that the master was in there.
Scared of it he tries to get out but his legs didn't answer. It was already too late to escape. The master has already seen him entering the room.
Close the door- the master order.