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Warning: this chapter has a significant amount directly copied from the book Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I don't own it, and I'm sorry for pretty much copy pasting, but I needed to.
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Dobby had returned from taking the prisoners Harry Potter had saved to Shell Cottage, but this time he had chosen not to emit an extremely loud cracking sound upon arrival.
He sat above the evil witch Bellatrix, upon the grand chandelier and with a gesture, wrenched it from the ceiling. As it fell, Dobby teleported to the doorway into the chaise lounge.
He watched Harry grab a handful of wands and blast Fenrir Greyback into the ceiling, where he then fell to the floor.
He walked into the room, and Narcissa pointed her wand at him.
"Dobby!" She screamed, "You! You dropped the chandelier?"
"You must not hurt Harry Potter." The tiny elf squeaked, pointing his shaking finger as he trotted into the room.
Bellatrix screamed at Narcissa to kill Dobby, but the house-elf sent her wand flying with a loud crack of magic.
"You dirty little monkey!" Bawled Bellatrix. "How dare you take a witch's wand, how dare you defy your masters?"
"Dobby has no master!" Squealed the elf. "Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends!"
Harry yelled to Ron, throwing him a wand and grabbing the ugly goblin out from under the chandelier.
Dobby could tell what Harry Potter was intending to do, so with a burst of magic unnoticed by humans, he shattered the anti-apparition wards.
Harry grabbed Dobby's wrist and disapparated.
But, Dobby had been paying attention.
As Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley attempted to disapparate with their friends and ugly goblin, Bellatrix was throwing a nasty magic knife at them.
Dobby exited the disapparation and turned the knife to the side with the flat of his hand and used his other to snatch it out of the air by the hilt.
Bellatrix gaped at him, shocked. Dobby's friends were safe at Shell Cottage, so he did not have to hold back any longer.
"You vile rat!" Bellatrix screamed, "You cannot fight a witch!"
"Dobby does not think that Mistress Bellatrix is aware of what Dobby can do!" The house elf replied coldly, his adorable eyes hardening.
His feet slid to either side and his hands came up, deftly flicking the dagger at Bellatrix, sending her wand into the wall with the flat of the thrown weapon.
"Dobby has," the little creature shouted, running to Bellatrix.
"Through many years of training," he continued, reaching the stunned witch and grabbing her by the arm.
"Mastered the sacred and ancient arts of Krav Maga!" He finished, flipping her over his shoulder onto Fenrir Greyback, waking him up from the earlier spell beating.
Lucius gasped loudly from his position across the room, "When did YOU LEARN KRAV MAGA?"
Dobby turned his little head in the direction of his former master, ducking slightly to avoid a killing curse shot by one of the lesser death eaters that Lucius never bothered to learn the name of.
"Dobby and all house elves of Hogwarts learn Krav Maga from Sensei Dumbledore during his significant amount of free time!" Dobby declared, "And Dobby is Sensei Dumbledore's top student!"
A few more wayward curses shot at Dobby, but the tiny house elf turned slightly, letting one green curse pass right next to his shoulder, and sliding to the right, avoiding another. A death eater behind him was blasted back when the red spell slammed into him.
"DOBBY DOES NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS
COME AT DOBBY ALL AT ONCE" Dobby yelled with his shrill, yet confident voice.
Three death eaters rushed him for some reason, throwing their wands to the side as they lunged, blinded with rage. And perhaps hunger, Dobby noticed that they looked nearly as scrawny as him.
Dobby leaped upwards, driving his knee into one of their chins. The man's head snapped back and he began to fall limp. Before he reached the ground, Dobby was already in motion, turning fully around, he grabbed another one of the three by the ear and pulled him past Dobby's shoulder, bringing his arm into the reach of Dobby's grasping fingers.
Dobby's childlike fingers clutched his arm, twisting it painfully behind his back, and snapped it over his knobby knee.
The first man hit the ground and Dobby jumped off the now-falling second foe.
He used the momentum to get within hand-to-hand distance of the third death eater.
Dobby grabbed the man by the throat and twisted in mid-air, slamming the poor victim into the ground.
Dobby then lifted the man bodily off the floor, one hand on the back of the death eater's neck, his other holding up the man by his tailbone.
"FEAR DOBBY!" He shouted as he brought the man's spine onto his bony knee.
All heard and winced at the audible snap of the man's back.
Dobby leaped into action once more, using the momentary surprise factor to break limbs indiscriminately.
One eager death eater had both shins cracked clean in two with dual palm strikes. Another screamed, falling to the ground and clutching his arm, Dobby having axe kicked it, shattering the bone into pieces.
Draco fell to a broken leg, his pitiful bone snapping easily in two beneath the force of Dobby's pretzel-thin arms.
"MASTER DRACO WAS A BAD MASTER!" Dobby declared, kicking Draco in the face, sending the young Slytherin to sleepy town.
He stomped forcefully on one of the snatcher's feet, breaking every bone in one hard movement. He turned to a rolling somersault to avoid more attacks.
As he flew through the air, multiple spells missed him by mere inches. A pair of death eaters looked at each other.
"Is he moving in slow motion?" One asked, "Because I feel like he's moving in slow motion."
Snap teleporting across the room to avoid a barrage of curses, Dobby let loose a barrage of his own, but instead of spells, he set upon them with karate chops, each one snapping a wrist or crushing a hand.
"DOBBY CANNOT BE STOPPED BY FOLLOWERS OF DARKNESS, FOR DOBBY'S HEART IS PURE!"
He then ripped a group of wands from enemy hands with a single snap, and, grabbing one from the air at a time, he gave them back to their owners.
They didn't appreciate the high speed at which he sent the wooden projectiles into their eyes.
Dobby hit the floor, stood at his full stature of 3'6", and set himself into another stance.
Bellatrix finally retrieved her wand from where Dobby had sent it into the wall and attacked.
The powerful death-eater woman shot no less than six spells in a fraction of a second at Dobby, each one at a slightly different angle to cut off his areas of escape.
Dobby spun around and teleported again, moving through the air.
He reappeared next to Lucius, spinning at incredible velocity.
"YOU ARE FORCING DOBBY'S HAND. DOBBY MUST USE THE FORBIDDEN TECHNIQUES!"
He then made contact, he roundhouse kicked Lucius in the face, knocking out several teeth and leaving a footprint on his porcelain skin. "KANGAROO KICK!"
Lucius Malfoy, the Hair of Slytherin would remain unconscious for hours.
He teleported again, and Bellatrix cursed, unable to track him.
"THIS IS FOR SHUTTING DOBBY'S EARS IN THE OVEN!" He shrieked when he arrived behind Lucius's wife.
"FLURRY OF BLOWS, RABBIT STYLE!" He shouted, letting loose a flurry of rabbit punches.
Narcissa turned around just in time for Dobby's fists to make contact with her torso.
She flew thirty feet into the wall, punching through it like it was paper, and into the kitchen.
She lay unconscious.
Fenrir Greyback charged in, no longer finding the house elf's actions amusing.
Dobby ducked low, beneath the werewolf's outstretched arms, and spread his feet into another stance.
He kicked out at Greyback's legs, knocking them from beneath him, and sending his face into the floor.
"PANTHER SWEEP!" Dobby cried out.
He leaped onto Fenrir's back like a frog screaming, "FROG STANCE!"
He then put the werewolf into a choke hold, snaking his pencil-thin arms around his throat, and digging them deep into the skin.
"ANACONDA MONKEY HOLD STYLE IV!"
Bellatrix launched more spells at him, not caring for Fenrir's safety.
"CRICKET JUMP!" Dobby screamed, clearing thirty feet in one leap to avoid Bellatrix's spells.
He corkscrewed in midair, landing directly in front of the offending witch.
"SQUIRREL STANCE!" He shouted, landing perfectly on his feet.
"Disgusting beast!" Bellatrix snarled, "Filthy animal!"
"DOBBY IS THE ANIMAL!" Dobby cried.
She tried backing up to give herself room to cast, but Dobby was far too quick.
He was on her like a tiger on a cow.
Dobby struck swiftly and ferociously, breaking her wand, hand, and finally arm with a quick succession of palm strikes.
"ONE HUNDRED DAYS OF COBRA STRIKES!" Dobby screamed.
Bellatrix cried out in pain and tumbled to her knees.
She looked up, but Dobby wasn't there.
Tears of pain and confusion sprang from her eyes.
Dobby rose from behind her, like a shadow of death.
Bellatrix saw his shadow cover the ground before her. She tried to move, but she was out of time.
Dobby placed his hands on either side of her head.
"POWER OF MAN!" Dobby shouted.
CRACK.
Bellatrix's limp form slumped to the ground, her lifeless eyes gazing forevermore unseeing, as Dobby spoke softly.
"Dobby wishes that Dobby was not forced to do this but Dobby knows that mistress Bellatrix cannot be allowed to live."
Then he stood atop her corpse in triumph, roaring his victory cry.
The diminutive house elf turned towards the unconscious Malfoy men.
"Do not take Dobby's mercy for granted. Instead, use your power for good. Or Dobby will return."
He clicked his fingers and the wall exploded outwards.
In the distance, flying towards the mansion was the Dark Lord Voldemort.
Wreathed in a cloak of darkness, Voldemort flew towards his destination at unfathomable speed.
Dobby stood tall as Voldemort's shadowy, flying form approached, snarling in rage.
Dobby breathed deeply in and out, calmly, and widened his stance.
Voldemort's wand is out and pointing at Dobby. He is nearly there.
Dobby lowered his head into a private bow and looked back up.
Their eyes meet.
Dobby is ready.
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Heyyyy! We had SO MUCH FUN writing this and even have a second part planned if it gets enough love!
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Do YOU think Dobby should learn Krav Maga in canon?
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I certainly do.