I have planned "Dobby at Hogwarts" to be a One-Shot, but today I felt like writing another small house-elf story so here it goes. I might add a few other chapters, depending on my ideas and time. Enjoy :-)

'Winky has to cheer up', Dobby said, 'Winky can go upstairs and asks for free days, too, so Winky can go to Hogsmeade with Dobby!'

She didn't answer. 'I knows professor Dumbledore will allows you to go, too, Winky, you only has to ask, he is very kind-'

But Winky merely shook her head in despair. 'No, I is not going, I won't, I is to take care of master Crouch, he is needing me...'

Dobby shook his head. 'You has to understand Winky, professor Dumbledore is being your master now, you don't has to take orders from someone else...'

But she didn't listen. Dobby pulled her arm. 'Dobby is leaving now, Dobby is having a free day, and Dobby wants Winky to come with him!' She didn't let herself drag away, though, so Dobby disapparated alone, with a crack.

He didn't see the other house-elfs anymore who shook their heads in disbelief of Dobby's behaviour.

In Hogsmeade, Dobby got another idea on how to get Winky into a better mood. Happy, he apparated back into Hogwarts again.

'Look, I has brought you something!', Dobby smiled at her. She looked at him.

'You has bought socks!'

'Not only socks, Winky, look, Dobby has got himself a jumper!' He beamed.

She made a disapproving noise. The other house-elfs looked at Dobby in disgust. 'You is not being a good house-elf, Dobby', she said, and others nodded in agreement. But Dobby didn't care. He liked freedom and he'd show the others how nice it was.

'I hopes you has not bought me a jumper, too', she said warily.

'No, I has not, though you should wear something else, this is looking old... But no, Dobby has bought Winky something else!' He beamed again, pulling something out of his bag. She eyed the bottle suspiciously.

'What is this?'

'It is called butterbeer, Winky, it is very common for wizards, Dobby has heard it being praised by them, it is very tasty.' She took the bottle. Dobby already half expected her to refuse, but she took a gulp.

'You is being right', she said in surprise, 'it is good, I likes it very much!' And she took another big gulp.

'Winky shouldn't drink it all at once', Dobby warned, 'it is pretty strong, Winky should be eating something else, Winky, I is warning you!'

But Winky didn't listen, and emptied the entire bottle in a few other gulps.