Friday, November 21, 2008

Knight Sunny Afternoon on the Canal

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, pale and determined. He seized the little goblin by the arm and backed out again, dragging Griphook with him. The door slammed shut and at the same moment a loud crack echoed inside the cellar.

   Ron clicked the Deluminator. Three balls of light flew back into the air from his pocket, revealing Dobby the house-elf, who had just Apparated into their midst.

"DOB – !"

   Harry hit Ron on the arm to stop him shouting, and Ron looked terrified at his mistake. Footsteps crossed the ceiling overhead: Draco marching Griphook to Bellatrix.

   Dobby's enormous, tennis-ball shaped eyes were wide; he was trembling from his feet to the tips of his
   "Harry Potter," he squeaked in the tiniest quiver of a voice, "Dobby has come to rescue you."

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