Chapter 3
" 'arry is burying 'im outside." Fleur continued, "It looks like he was stabbed with a knife. Everyone else seems fine, although ze goblin shattered his legs."
Ron was shocked. The last time he had seen Dobby, the brave house elf had been rescuing all of them. How could he have not noticed Dobby get hurt?
Hermione's sobs returned his attention to her. He leaned closer to her in his chair and took her hand. With his free hand, he gently began stroking her unruly hair.
"Shhh, 'Mione. I know it's hard. He was a brave elf. He saved all of us." She only sobbed harder.
"Why Dobby? Why did he have to go?" she questioned.
Ron didn't have an answer.
"I don't know 'Mione; if there was any creature that deserved to survive this war, it would be Dobby. He had a good heart, and was as brave as anyone." Ron's words seemed to calm Hermione down. There was no way they could bring him back, but they could honor him by remembering him for these great qualities.
"I weel go tend to ze goblin now." Fleur announced as she walked out the door. Ron had almost forgotten she was there.
"I think I need to go help Harry." Ron told Hermione. "He can't do it alone. He needs a friend there with him."
Hermione nodded. She understood. She knew that Harry was probably taking Dobby's death extremely hard. She looked at Ron.
"Go." She said. "I'll be right here waiting for you." He nodded gravely and rose from the chair. He was heading towards the door of the room when he turned around to face Hermione. She was still looking at him.
"I'll be right back." He promised. And he closed the door behind him.