Thinking of the Malfoys reminded Ashley of a certain house-elf who was nowhere to be found. In all honesty, where the bloody hell was Dobby? Draco admitted that didn't know who Dobby was, and apparently, neither did his parents. It was a little disconcerting. Ashley was aware of the minor changes brought about by her and her friends" sudden arrival into the magical world but she didn't think that something so significant would be affected. Although, maybe it was for the best that Dobby wasn't the Malfoys" house-elf. Ashley could only hope that he was bound under kinder masters, those who wouldn't see him as just a lowly creature. He didn't deserve being treated as such, no living creature did. Ashley was very firm on that belief. She'd gone through the pain of life as a lesser being than those who claimed supremacy and she would never wish it upon any pure soul. Those against her, well, they were a completely different matter.