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Harry Potter was in bewilderment. Well, you might be wondering why. The reason for the bewilderment was how someone had managed to confound a 700 year old, magically powerful artefact, with naught but a Confundus charm.

He was lying on his bed pondering about it. It was not done! Despite his innocence in the matter, his core was now magically bound by a magical contract. A contract that would compel him against his will to compete in a tournament. A tournament that was famous for its bloody and deadly history. Even Dumbledore had told him that he had no choice. Hah, as if, the old coot had even tried to find a way out of the frigging' contract. He himself may not have been responsible, but he would have known that someone was going to attempt the thing. He was supposed to all knowing, wasn't he!

A Confundus charm was used to trick the Goblet. Well, if a simple Confundus worked on a supposedly powerful ancient magical artefact, then surely such a concept could be used against others as well. Granted he said it had to be someone powerful to 'confound' an artefact like the Goblet of Fire. But, what if he didn't need to use a powerful artefact? After all, witches and wizards used magical contracts in everyday business dealings as well.

He sighed. His head was starting to hurt with so much going on in his head. He checked the time, it read 01:24 AM.

'I am not about to get any sleep, may as well go to the kitchen and eat something' he sighed internally. He got up silently and checked around, everyone was thankfully asleep and snoring. He silently went to the door and winced as the door creaked. He closed the door and went down to the common room. He cautiously checked from the stairs if anyone was awake and down there. Thankfully, it was all empty. He started to walk towards the entrance of the common room and opened the portrait. He looked at the portrait and saw that the Fat Lady was asleep. He crept out, allowed the portrait to close itself, and started towards kitchens.

He didn't meet anyone on his way to the kitchens, alive or dead. He soon arrived at the front of the pear painted in a portrait of a bowl of fruit, he tickled it and soon it was squirming and then turned into a doorknob. He stepped into the kitchens and was greeted at the sight of hundreds of house-elves, all of them bustling about, doing whatever they do to prepare the food.

Suddenly he was tackled around the legs and would have fallen on his butt had the wall hadn't be there. He looked down to see Dobby hugging his legs and bawling his eyes out!

"Hey, Dobby what happened? Why are you crying?! Did anything hap-"He was cut off when Dobby started to wail louder and said, "Great Master Harry Potter be worried 'bout Dobby! Master Harry Potter being great!"

"It's fine, please stop crying Dobby" He said. "Come with me" He then took Dobby's hand and guided him towards the chairs and sat down, making Dobby sit beside him.

"Now, tell me how everything is?" He asked Dobby. "Everything being okay Master Harry Potter it is very exciting working when tourment is taking place. We trying to make new food! Is you liking new food?" He excitedly asked.

"Yup, everything is great! Keep up the good work" Harry said while smiling at all the elves. They all blushed; well what he assumed what was a blush. He had never seen a house-elf blush. He asked for a cup of hot chocolate; which Dobby provided very quickly. He started to sip on it while staring at the fire. He lost count of the time and just stared of in space, he didn't even know that he was telling Dobby all that had happened since the morning.

He was interrupted from his musing when he heard Dobby speak. "Master Harry Potter, Dobby may be helping Harry Potter."

"What do you mean Dobby?"

"What I is meaning, Master Harry Potter is that you be needing help. Dobby be telling you to a room which be providing you with help."

"Wait, wait a minute. What do you mean by 'a room' helping me?"

"Master Harry Potter, this room be a special room."

"Special?" He asked sceptically.

"Yes Master Harry Potter! This be the greatest room!" By this time Dobby was jumping up and down on his seat and nodding his head in excitement.

"What's so special about this room than any other room in Hogwarts?" Harry asked sceptically.

"Master Harry Potter this room be providing you with anything you need. Anything, Master Harry Potter! A person can only enter a room when they have real need of it. Sometimes it is there, and sometimes it is not, but when it appears, it is always equipped for the seeker's needs. Whatever the needs may be!"

Harry was shocked. The possibilities of this room were limitless. But he still had his doubts. He asked Dobby once again if there would be anything to help him with the contracts. The answer made him giddy. Dobby said that the room would do anything he asked of it.

"Tell me Dobby, where is this room?"

"Master Harry Potter it is on the seventh floor corridor!"

"It can't be. I have been there several times. There is no such room."

"No Master Harry Potter. The room be hidden. You seeing the tapestry of the Barmy man teaching ugly trolls dancing?"

He thought about it and remembered a wall there was a tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy teaching trolls ballet. He nodded.

"You seeing the wall opposite the tapestry?" Dobby questioned.

"Yes, but there is no door or anything there, Dobby" He said exasperated.

"No no Master. You be have too walk three time in front of the wall, while be thinking of what you need. You must being very specific."

"What's the name of the room Dobby?"

"Come and Go room."

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