Belonging and Self-Preservation

[bleedingangel84]

Title: Belonging and Self-Preservation

Author: bleedingangel84

Beta: None

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Slight sexual suggestion

Word Count: 365

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made.

Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt #45 -1. “People don’t belong to people.” 2. Dobby 3. Draco and Harry sitting in a tree.

Notes: My first time attempting to write a house elf’s speech pattern. As usual, I have no beta, so feel free to get out your red ink pens. I had fun writing this. I hope you all like reading it just as much as I enjoyed writing it. Massive thanks to decynthus for the tips on elf-speak. I love this fandom!

Summary: Pansy’s on the warpath. Draco and Harry hide in an unlikely place.

Belonging and Self-Preservation

“Harry Potter, sir! The loud-screeching girl be looking for Master Draco.”

Harry looked down from the treetop in which he and his boyfriend had taken refuge from the rest of the world for the day.

“How did you know we were up here, Dobby?”

“House elves be having very powerful magic, Harry Potter, sir. You was so good and kind to save Dobby from nasty master Lucius, Dobby wants to help you.”

“Help how, Dobby? What’s wrong? It won’t get me into trouble will it?”

“No, sir! Only, loud girl be saying she wants to hex Master Draco for changing her hair colour. Dobby felt you should be warned.”

“Draco, what’d you do?”

“I got sick of Pansy teasing me for being with you, so I hexed her hair into Gryffindor colours for a week.”

“That’s why you wanted to take refuge in a tree! Everyone knows Parkinson’s scared of heights.”

“I am a Slytherin. We rather pride ourselves on our self-preservation skills.”

“I’d protect you, Draco. I always protect what belongs to me.”

“People don’t belong to people.”

“Oh? Then why were you begging to be owned just last night?”

“I cannot be held responsible for what I might say in the throes of passion, Harry. That’s not fair.”

“All’s fair in love and war. Or so they say.”

“Who says?’

“You know, I don’t know. It’s a well-known Muggle saying.”

“I see. Which are we engaged in?”

“I’d say a bit of both, wouldn’t you?”

“Perhaps. Thank Merlin you never bore me.”

“Likewise, Draco. May we come out of hiding now? I’d like to go to dinner soon.”

“Dobby, please make sure that wailing harpy doesn’t poison my food.”

“Yes sir, Master Draco, sir.”

“Dobby, you’re not my elf anymore. You needn’t call me sir. Thank you for warning us.”

“Yes, thanks, Dobby!”

“Dobby must go.”

“We should go, too. I can’t wait to see Pansy with red and gold hair. She’ll kill you.”

“No, she won’t, Harry.”

“Why not?”

“She’s scared of you. She knows you don’t tolerate people making fun of those you love.”

“You’re admitting you belong to me now?”

“If it saves me from the wrath of Pansy? Yes”