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"Would the Great Harry Potter like another butterbeer?"
Harry restrained himself from rolling his eyes and looked down at the house elf standing by the table. "No thank you, Dobby, I'm fine."
Dobby bowed. "Would any of the Great Harry Potter's friends like a butterbeer?"
"Hey, Dobby, remember me?" Draco asked from across the table, exasperated. "You know, your actual master? Why don't you get me another butterbeer?"
Dobby bowed to Harry again and trotted over to Draco. "Would Master Draco like a butterbeer?"
Draco rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, Dobby, I would like a butterbeer."
"Draco, you're not half done with the one you've got," Pansy pointed out, smirking. Draco huffed at her.
"That's hardly the point. Harry's stealing my house elf and I won't have it."
"I'm not stealing him!" Harry said, a touch indignant. "I don't need a house elf!"
"Yeah, it's not Potter's fault!"
"He's just got a certain-"
"-animal magnetism."
The door to the kitchens had opened, revealing Neville, Dudley and Ron, plus Ron's twin brothers. It had been the twins that had spoken, grinning.
"Though a house elf isn't really an animal," the one said thoughtfully, as they all pulled up chairs and sat.
"'House elf magnetism'..." The twins contemplated it.
"Doesn't sound quite right," one decided. "Sounds-"
"Perverted, if you ask us," said the other, whom Harry decided to arbitrarily call Fred.
Magical Relations, Chapter 29
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