"Will you be needing me Mistress Narcissa?" I looked down and saw a small house elf looking up at us.

"Snobby, I told you not to call me that!" Narcissa scolded the elf.

"Sorry Mistress, but Snobby thinks —"

"That's quite enough from you. Leave us." She pointed at the door and I watched the elf leave with its head held high, nose to the ceiling. I couldn't hold it in any longer and a long hearty laugh fell out of my mouth.

"S s s Snobby?" I asked giggling my head off. "That's really his name?"

"Yes." Narcissa replied. "He wears the hat very well indeed." She left the room, but I was determined to find out more about Snobby the house elf. I laughed even as I thought his name.

"What are you laughing at Granger?" His voice broke my thoughts.

"None of your business Malfoy," I retorted angrily. Then I stopped to think. "Hey Malfoy. Tell me about Snobby."

"Who?" Malfoy was utterly bewildered. It was obvious he had no clue what or who I was talking about.

"Your house elf."

"Oh! Yeah. Snobby." His face lit up with recognition and fell with each word. "Snobby is Dobby's snobby brother."

"Really." I was trying not to laugh, but it was difficult. Who names a house elf Snobby? Right at that moment Snobby walked by again, head held high and said:

"If you need anything call on me Miss. I am the best house elf here and will be sure to get anything right." I couldn't help myself, I laughed as soon as he turned the corner. I didn't even need to look at Malfoy to know he was rolling his eyes. That is how I met Snobby the house elf.