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"I can't stand this much longer, I feel like I'm doing.." Winky's voice is being drowned out, due to her incessant panting, "... everything!"
Dobby looks over to his companion, her ears flopped back in exhaustion. Wiping his forehead, he responds "Winky's not.." his hand needing to reposition, landing right on Lord Malfoy's rear end, "..alone!"
Winky sighs, noting the desperation and clingyness that is oozing off her side-piece. She really loved Dobby at the start, but as the beatings and brutality got worse following the move in to the Malfoy manor, he has started to latch onto her. This had the adverse effect of pushing her away more, making her feel suffocated by his wrinkly face and large saucer-like eyes.
"Neither are you, of course, but can you hold him up a little more? For Merlin's sake! I'm a woman and doing twice your work!"
Realizing he can't take much more of Lucius' weight, or Winky's attitude, he has decided his course of action.
"Dobby doesn't like this work much at all, no Dobby doesn't." he exclaims, walking away and narrowly dodging the crippled, discombobulated Malfoy elder.
Lucius having fallen onto the ground, swats around the room infront of him, looking to strike either house-elf. Winky runs after Dobby, startled at the sudden change of events and possible freedom!
Groaning from the pain and unable to retailiate, he calls after Dobby and the now-free elf Winky, "You little twats, I'll have you killed for this. You'll wish I'd have just iron'd your ears! Where are you to run? That mud-blood Granger's battered elf shelter? Scum stays with scum."