My Own Personal House Elf
I don't know if I mentioned this but my sister told my ex that I treat him like my house elf. He just smiled. He hasn't read the Harry Potter books and if he even saw the movie with Dobby in it I doubt he remembers who and what Dobby was. And much like Dobby he pops in and out of my life when I have need of him and often when I don’t. He can be both invaluable and a nuisance and yet I’ve no desire to free him as Hermione does. Oh, and he does wear clothes, clean ones too.
I’m not being mean, really. He was being kind enough to help my sister at my behest but you know I'm always grateful and always thank him it's just he pretty much feels he needs to make up for the decade plus of hell he gave me - or maybe he just believed me when I told him that. But I'm no longer mad with him especially after he helped me get cross country when my car wasn't ready on time and we had to make a mad dash to Cali and then he came through for me when we went to the trilogy in Austin, TX too so I’ve let the anger go finally. Forgiveness was easy but the linger anger - man it’s like super glue, won’t let go and you can’t just wash it off, it just takes time to fade.
I wonder if the House Elves will be touched upon on the last book. I’m not that excited to read it since I didn’t care so much for the last book. Snape evil? I couldn’t bare that. Spoilers abound on the Internet. I read one, don’t believe it but if it’s true oh well. It’s been a fun series. Now the movie looks really good.