Dear SPEW

[Grimley the House elf]

**is sitting up against a wall in his cold stone room twirling a quill around in his fingers as he thinks, a scrap piece of parchment on his lap**

**puts the quill back on the parchment, his hand shaking as he writes the words, ears up and alert just in case of one of his masters appears**

Deer Mr Spew...

I iz a hous elv for a familie but I iz not appy and get beatsen up avery day ova nofing. Iz hear yous can help elvs like I?

**takes a deep breath as he tries to concentrate on what to write next**

[Silvery Bletchley]

*apparates at the bottom of the stairs, not daring to go into the hall to the elf quarters*

*calls out to him, her angry voice reverberating*

Grimley? GRIMLEY!!!

I've been calling you for ages! Are you holed up in there again? You lame excuse of a magical creature!

Draco wants you to retrieve and duplicate his Ewort's Extinguishing Powder. It's on his mantlepiece. Bring it all out to the gardens and hand them out to everyone.

If you're not there in less than five minutes there will be hell to pay!

*disapparates to go get Zorah's chain*

[Grimley the House elf]

**jumps in a fright, spilling ink all over himself and the parchment**

**runs in a little circle in panic, smacks himself around the head, then disappears up to Master's bedroom to do what is asked**