The Return of Norbert

By: lucky-cyber-bunny

Chapter Two Fairies in the Sugar Bowl

Hello to all! This is the second chapter... I hope you like it. I am working on the romance part, don't worry. And YES Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco WILL be in the story. I hope you liked the first chapter. TTYL... Be Safe"

Wow... You have a really nice home" Norbert said as the fairies wooed in awe. "It hasn't changed a bit since I was here."

"Thanks." Hagrid said blushing. He was just about to ask Norbert if he or the fairies wanted anything, when Fang came bounding across the house barking. Norbert flew on the table as the fairies retreated to the rafters. Fang jumped on the table after Norbert and knocked Hagrid over.

As Norbert flew onto the table, his wings knocked over one of Hagrid's tankards and a saucer with some rock cookies onto the floor with a thud. He watched Fang without making any noise as Hagrid pulled him by the chain and yanked him to a bureau.

"Fang! Tha's Norbert. Remember Norbert? He hatched from that there egg shell. Remember now? Good boy, just calm down."

Fang had stopped barking and straining and was now sniffing the egg shell pieces. He slowly crept over to Norbert and sniffed him. Then his tail started wagging as he licked Norbert all over.

Once Norbert was thoroughly soaked in slobber, the Fat Fairies came down from the rafters and carefully kept just above Fang as he jumped and sniffed the fairies. He sneezed as he got whiffs of the dust they created and was soon rolling all over the rug sneezing his brains out.

"So, Norbert, do you an those fairies want anything to eat?" Hagrid said through a huge yawn.

"No, not really. I'm just tired, Mommy, and so are the fairies. All we need is a place to sleep. The fairies don't take up much room, and I can sleep anywhere. I once had to sleep clung to a pine tree. It was most uncomfortable, but when I woke up, a bird had made a nest on my head. It was really quaint, but at least I woke to breakfast." Norbert licked his lips to the thought.

"Well, yeh can sleep in my bed, Fang has his own and he will have calmed down by now. But were to put the fairies?" Hagrid scratched his beard as he thought. He looked around his small home and looked for somewhere to put the little darlings.

Some of the Fat Fairies were bouncing on a pillow; others were looking through the cupboards and in all the dishes. A few were going through his dresser drawers when he got an idea.

When Hagrid finally got into his bed it was nearing two o' clock in the morning. He had Fang in his doggy bed, Norbert at the foot of his, the fairies in his dresser drawers, and Pitsy had insisted on sleeping in the sugar bowl.

In the morning, Hagrid woke up to the smell of a good breakfast cooking. He got dressed quickly and went into his kitchen/living room/dining room. He saw Norbert sitting in a chair reading a newspaper and Fang on the floor eating a plate of bacon. Buzzing around his fire place were all of his new fairy friends cooking breakfast for him.

"Yeh guys shouldn't have! This is too nice. I'm not gonna be able to eat it all!"

"Oh stop worrying, Mommy. The fairies love to help. And they will feel insulted if you don't eat some. I'll help you eat it and so will they. They won't help much, it takes almost all of them to finish one pancake, but at least you'll have happy fairies. Just sit down and enjoy it. We need to talk anyway." Norbert said, slapping the chair next to him with his tail.

"What else would insult the fairies? I don't want to have them get mat at me" Hagrid said sitting down and taking a gulp of his orange juice.

"Well, they don't like pixies, so don't let them, or really any magical little people in the house. They don't like being called ugly, fat, stupid, useless, or bimbos. Or any bad name really. They don't like it when you insult their cooking or any work they do. And they especially don't like being poked or shook. Other than that, if you're nice to them, they'll be your friend for life." Norbert said, skimming over the paper.

"Oh." Hagrid said watching the fairies cook and create things by pointing their fingers at measuring cups, bowls, or pans. A few were making pancakes, others were flipping eggs, and the rest were making more bacon. Pulling his eyes away from the blur of pink, he asked "So how is Romania?"

"It's nice. It's kind of like here, but the people are different. Many don't speak English. Some of the ones who do are mean and demanding. The non-speaking dragons are wild and ruthless. They steal our food and like picking dominance fights."

"When yeh say 'our' what deh yeh mean, Norbert?"

"Well, I mean the speaking dragons. We're generally nicer once we pass adolescence. We also listen to the human herders better. We know that people are helpers, not meals. We generally stay by ourselves."

"How many speaking dragons are in yer colony?"

"About half of us are speakers. The rest aren't." Norbert said as the Fat Fairies set breakfast on the table. Pitsy clinked a glass and babbled in a high pitch voice. "She said 'dig in', Mommy."

"Thank yeh." Hagrid said, diving into his hot food. It was really good, better than he had ever had.