Before we knew what was happening wands had been drawn and lights had flown around the previously dark room.

“Expelliarmus!” came a cry but they hadn’t realised. They didn’t know. Death Eaters, like Aurors are prepared for everything and they keep a knife in their sock or shoe. Before they knew it, Bellatrix was holding a short silver knife to Hermione’s throat.

Hermione was only just alive and she needed to stay that way for a bit longer. There was so much shouting and shrieking that I seemed to be the only one that heard a loud crack in the room. I looked up and sitting on top of the chandelier was a friendly face. Dobby. He saw me and smiled. The last thing I heard Dobby say was “Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends.” I had to smile.

This was something that I thought I would like to hear my house-elf say. “Gert is a free elf and has come to help Louisa Snape (or Miss Snape as he called me) and her friends”.

Bellatrix was livid. Not being able to hurt me was one thing but Hermione was a mudblood in her books and she was able to get away from her. Ron, a blood traitor was able to get away and worst of she had lost Harry Potter to a house-elf.

I still love the story I can still see it in my head. I hate being able to remember the screams. But like many things, I’ve blocked a lot out.