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The moist sour smell of fear permeated through the room heating against the magical flames till it concentrated the air with it threatening to choke those who entered. Dense atmosphere weighed powerfully on the single occupant shivering under his woolen blanket. Face pinched in grips of a nightmare, while panicked whimpers escaped his dry cracking lips.

�Winky!� The name came out it a squeal piercing the apparition of the tiny house elf from the dream. Tiny knobby limbs jerked about of the nightmare�s owner, knocking anything its path, causing the single lamination lamp to shatter against the opposite wall in a magical burst. Tiny warm ashes glowed brilliant white before sizzling into useless shards of glass.

Dobby sprung up in his uncomfortable bed, his tennis ball eyes searching the alien darkness in dread. The room glowed pale blue from the streaming moonlight, causing eerie shadows to form where light had been. He felt he knew each by name, they had stalked him through his dreams for years.

�Master Snape? Echoing pain still leeched to him from the horrendous dream that was more memory then fantasy. Tears dripped down his scared cheeks causing a wide wet spot of his nightshirt. �Masssstttter Snape?�

Dobby dropped to the bed ignoring the way his joints groaned in protest to the quick movement. His gangly arms pulled his knobby legs to his chest in a feeble act of defense. Joints moaned in agony at the pain shooting through his body caused by the position. Puckered flesh pulled taunted over his bones causing several patches of skin to glow bright red in agony.

�MASTERS SNAPE.� His voice was a pathetic sobs; echoing back from the shadows to cause further distress on the tiny creature. It reminded him of the voices, they came before the beatings, the tortures that scared his skin, they came before Winky had died.

�Masssssss�� The word died on his cracked lips as the nightmare dripped away to remind him of the Potion�s Professors visit.

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Snape face was tight against itself, making his normally squinted eyes wide. �Do not forget.� Metallic strains of hair tumbled around his broad shoulders, causing shadows to dance along his face. �By first day light you will leave the Manor if we are not back.�

Dobby eyes burned in confused dread while tugging on the tip of a large ear in concentration. �Dobbys can go. Dobby cans help.� The creature whimpered, his lip quivering from suppressing tears. He didn�t want to be alone; too many memories came when he was alone.

�No you will stay.� Severus�s words were edged with controlled emotions. His eyes deepened to an abyss of black shiny anxiety.

The house elf burst into frightened tears staring at the wizard. �DOBBYS BE GOOD!� His screamed, causing the older man to flinch at it glass shattering pitch. �DON�T LEAVES DOBBYS MASTER SNAPE! DOBBYS BE GOOD AND HELPS!�

Snape�s face twisted in painful remorse before dropping back to an emotionless mask. �Dobby!� He hissed, silencing the elf into quite whimpers.

Dobby yanked harder on his ear causing a slight stab of pain. He remained silent watching Snape through the lacquered layer of tears coating his eyes.

�You will stay here�� The squeal of the elf stopped him long enough to scowl Dobby into silence again. �You will be protected here, I promise.�

Dobby hands tremors traveled up to his shoulders, making his hand drop limply at his side. �Dobbys�� Stubbornly he tried to continue on but Snape glowered at him till he was quiet.

�You will stay here.� With that Snape stood not allowing further argument from the elf. With a swish of his robe he was gone from the room, leaving Dobby alone.

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Dobby wasn�t sure how long he had cried before falling into a fitful sleep but his face was sore with all the tears he had shed that night. �Dobbys alone in night.� The blonde devil came for him in the night, his eyes as cruel as his nature.

Lucius Malfoy cruelty haunted the creatures� dreams with the evil he had thrust upon him. The courses of magic that had drain his power away, ripping it apart under the continuous exposure. It left him helpless against the torture he would endure with other creatures that Malfoy had gained with the raising of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

The endless hours he had spent under the powers of the wizard, his wand casting curses for Malfoy�s and guests amusement. Their faces bright with excitement while he writhed on the ground from the agony of the Crucio curse. His mind under the curse only longs enough to etch the power on his mind without destroying it.

Over the years he had fallen victim to the curse more then any other creature, taking the burnt of Lucius�s rage over his escape from his slavery years ago. His body only kept alive by the house elf, Winky. She had found herself at the end of his wand hundred of times for nursing him from death.

Her wide brown eyes growing hollower with each passing spell, till Malfoy raised his wand to her and hissed the death curse. Winky�s body dropped into a heap which he was forced to clean away, before coming back for his punishment.

Even in death her face was scrunched up in sorrow, eyes wide as if still alive. The female elf�s body was slightly sticky with the power, and colder then tiny icicles of winter. He had carried her to the dungeon where he was forced to bury her within the same prison she had lived with him for all those years.

It danced in his mind making the scars from digging her grave by hand itch with memories. The stagnant odor of the dirt still lingered in his nose as he was hexed into unconsciousness that night. Waking he found himself tossed within the same cell only feet from her final resting place. The room smelling of unique rancid death that only magical creature bodies possessed. He had to find oblivion again that night by slamming his head into the wall repeatedly.

�Winky.� He whispered, pulling his legs tighter to his chest. His body burned with pain but he refused to move from the position. It had hid him within the shadows of his cell when they had come for their fun.

Her whispered reverberated off the shadow cloaked walls, coming back to him in a soft murmur. Grubby fingers dug into his skin, while he searched the darkness confused by echo. His tiny mind to drown in fear to understand that it was his own instead of a stranger in the room. �Master��

A scream of terror bubbled into his throat hearing the soft voice again, growing louder. He stared into the darkened room, trying to see where it was coming from. New tears joined the old, making him drenched with wetness.

What if they had come back for him; waiting till Master Snape had left to reclaim him as a prisoner. He would rather die then be taken by them; thrown with the cell that Winky�s bones laid.

Only the soft glow of moonlight lit the room, moving about with every shift of the trees branches outside. �Dobbys scared.� The words bounced back, blurring into a murmur.

The house elf gripped his legs tighter feeling the tormentor within the room, waiting to strike him down. They had come for him. �No�s leaves Dobby alone.� He screamed, pulling tighter into the dark corner of his bed.

�Dobby.� His name came back clear only morphing into the deadly hiss of Lucius Malfoy in his frightened thoughts.

The terrified house elf quivered, feeling his former Master�s power pushing against him. �Nos leaves Dobbys alone.� He whispered, trying to use a strength that Malfoy had drained long ago.

�Dobby.� Dobby lifted his head watching the shadows dance, after his softly whispered name came back. They moved in an odd rhythm before moving back.

�DOBBY!�

Dobby�s shrill scream echoed through the room before the house elf thrust himself to his feet. His screamed name seemed to shake the stone walls, before he ran for the door. His half numb fingers clutched onto the knob trying to turn it.

�DOBBY!� Dust from the door coated the elf, before he threw open the door and ran for his life through the halls of Snape Manor.
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