( lvlalfoy )
dobby grimaced at the familar sound of the youngest malfoy RANTING and RAGING to himself in his upstairs bedroom; mutterings of 'bloody git' and 'potter' traveled to dobby through the vents as he bustled through the front room and parlor, dusting the oaken furniture with his usual fervor. unluckily, the bannister and upstairs hall portraits required the same attention, and so, the house elf proceeded cautiously up the steps, nearer to the adolescent fit of anger currently ensuing. the very last thing dobby wanted to do was create any UNWECLOME disturbance...











