Dobby was living many years with Malfoys. Dobby was knowing kink.

-I just bet he does. And two witches in bed together doesn't even come *close*.

I adore how he was able to sit on Flitwick's furniture PROPERLY (being a tad height-challenged myself, I know this one). And I love how Headmaster Potions Master had a couple of presents after all.

D'aw. Loved the descriptions of Filch's height, and of course Hermione would want to teach Dobby to read. Nice work.

lovely story. just...awwwww

Awwwwwww

Naaaw! I love this! Not only the storyline- but the way it's elf-speech without being wholly 1st person- are you sure your not an elf? ;D

Very well done, I really do love your work!

This was incredibly cute - you captured the house-elves' way of speaking perfectly - and it's rather bittersweet once you think of all the things Dobby wants to do in the future and know that he'll be dead in a few months. I really liked the fact that Minerva still gave Severus a gift - and Dobby did as well (I'd really like to see the look on Snape's face when he sees one of Hermione's knobbly hats).

This was incredibly cute - you captured the house-elves' way of speaking perfectly - and it's rather bittersweet once you think of all the things Dobby wants to do in the future and know that he'll be dead in a few months. I really liked the fact that Minerva still gave Severus a gift - and Dobby did as well (I'd really like to see the look on Snape's face when he sees one of Hermione's knobbly hats).

How very, very sweet- beautiful story :) Though I have to admit, Id love to know what Minerva gave to Severus...

/when an elf was two feet tall and lived in a world designed for people nearly three times his size, he rarely had a reason to look down./ I love how you give us Dobby's perspective (in the most litteral of meanings) straight from the start. And there's a complete lack of self-pity here that is very Dobby, and very endearing.

/twists of silver and orbs of gold / Excellent choice of words *grin*.

/Their light came from inside them/ someone has done a proper job of stringing the lights in then - not just round the outside of each tree.

/That's how he knew he would see her again. And would see dear, dear Harry Potter, sir. Because Hermione Granger had promised him./ And now it's official: it's not just snow outside, christmas trees and holiday spirit that causes this line to hit me like a ton of bricks. It makes me swallow on a dreary day in January as well.

/Yet Headmaster Potions Master had harmed no elf that Dobby knew of/ A lovely encomium. And Snape's secret help with the butterbeer-hangovers ... Of course he would.

/And to reach his feet all the way to the floor./

Great line.

And I love Poor Seer Sybill and her charmed mirror. It's takcy all right, but I hope it makes her very happy. She needs something other than cooking sherry, every now and then.

/Now there were being two./ Your Dobby is such a great little chap. And I love the voice you've given to Grimpen. He may not be a free elf technically, but he's definitely no downtrodden slave, either. /"Is Dobby seeing any other elves nearby?" / Just great. I'm glad Grimpen has such a lovely evening, too - showing off the castle and its secrets to someone who is as appreciative as Dobby.

What an incredibly touching story. You did a great job getting inside of Dobby, his speech, his understanding and the way it feels physically to be a tiny elf with big ears that droop when he is unhappy. The note about the fact that house-elves should be taught to read and that Dobby can't count very far gave me flashbacks of 'Roots' and I thought, indeed, elves are presented as the ideal slave was expected to be. Somehow you just made this more visible: no, the war isn't the only problem in the best of worlds.

I also admire your attention for detail. Among others, no, Pomona is never seen at the Christmas feast. And the blotting parchment. That was never mentioned in the books - I think - but they must have had blotting parchment.

And yes, what was Minerva's present to the Headmaster? That's another story, I hope.

I just need to say it all over again how much I love this story on so many levels! You know about my love for house-elves, and it was such a delight to have them getting such a wonderful voice here, with this just perfect OEC (original elf character). And the little bits about Snape, not to speak of Minerva, you managed to put in as well... *happy sigh*

Love it! You've got Dobby's combination of innocence loyalty and independence so well.

How do you manage to do this, you wonderful lady? You make ma laugh right out loud and mist up with tears - all in the same story. Sucn a gentle story. I love that Filius stood firm about Christmas being observed - and his diminutive furniture. I love that Min is with her beloved on this night -I wonder what she gifted to Severus in such a dark and dreadful time - I weep for the too thin man alone in a bed too large for him, with covers barely mussed - and I thank Dobby fot the kindness of TWO presents. And the sweetness that Dobby has his own beloved. You've given the elves form and shape and reason. A treasure of a tale - well done indeed.