Chapter 1 In a time of need

  He couldn't believe this was happening. The way the students looked at him as he walked to the dorms wasn't what bothered him so much. He was already used to being shunned by the masses. First the dursleys shunned him for being magical, then the rest of the neighborhood shunned him because they believed the lies told by the dursleys, and when he came to the magical world things went from good to bad like someone playing jumprope with his public image. Being a hero and upcoming dark lord every other year was something he accepted as par of the course by now, and the life threatening situation seemed like the annual basics.

  What he could not accept though, was the betrayal of his supposed 'best friends'. Ron had gone on a jealous rampage, which while not completely unexpected, still hurt him more than he liked to admit to himself. However when Hermione said that she was going to avoid publicly associating with him because she didn't want to be forced to choose between the two of them, he nearly wanted to shout at her that she basically made her choice already right there and then.

  He didn't do so however, because he was too busy feeling the world around him breaking down. Hermione had been one of the few constants in his life that had a positive connotation. It was how he felt the world worked: his relative's loathed him, Ron suffered from insecurities and jealousy, Dumbledore had an unhealthy obsession with muggle sweets, Hermione would always be there for him. Except now she wasn't. He had arrived in the dorms by now, as he looked around he noticed he was sitting on his bed in an empty dorm.

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  As he tried to calm down his thoughts and the emotions that were threatening to overwhelm him every moment to turn him into a brooding mess again he decided to focus on the thing that was most important for now. He had to survive! Survive this tournament, survive whatever mess Voldemort cooked up again this year, survive classes without help from his friends, and most of all survive the loneliness he was going to be facing from now on.

  The first thing he needed to find was someone he could trust and confide in. Someone to talk to and bounce ideas of who could show him new perspectives and maybe know answers to questions he couldn't answer yet himself. Obviously Hermione and Ron were out for now, so was Dumbledore since he basically forced him to compete without explaining anything. He would probably tell him something about not being allowed to interfere and send him off with false platitudes like he often did. Sirius would try to help, but he was on some island far away and he didn't want him to risk himself by coming back to England, not to mention that he was still recovering from his 13 year holiday in resort Azkaban. He mentally went over everyone he knew in the magical world, when his thoughts came to a stop at a slightly crazy idea. An idea he hoped he wasn't going to regret. Hesitantly, silently, he whispered out to the empty room: "Dobby."

  *Pop*

  "Master Harry Potter Sir calls for Dobby? What an Honor it is! To be allowed to aid the great Master Harry Potter Sir. Dobby is so glad. What can Dobby do for the great Master Harry Potter Sir? Would Harry Potter Sir want something to eat? Or perhaps a change of clothes? Dobby could..."

  "Ok ok that's enough Dobby, be quiet please I don't want to be overheard.", whispered Harry.