Summary- What would happen if Fang met up with Mrs. Norris?
Disclaimer- I don't own any of this.
Chapter 1
"Mrs. Norris. Mrs. Norris? Mrs. Norris where are you sweet heart?" Filch cooed as he looked around his study for his cat. "Where could that cat be?"
Its midnight at Hogwarts and everybody is asleep. At least, every person is asleep. Mrs. Norris, Filch's precious cat, and Fang, Hagrid's boar hound, were prowling the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and as chance had it they met.
Mrs. Norris was minding her own business, munching on a rat that she had recently caught along the out skirts; little did she know that Fang was creeping up behind her.
"Whatcha doin'?" Fang asked.
"What? Who are you?"
"I'm Fang."
"Get away from me you filthy beast."
"You aren't none filthier then me. Aren't yous gonna tell me your name?"
"Mrs. Norris if you must know. Now leave me be, I'm busy."
"Well that's not nice. That just makes me mad."
"And I care why?"
Fang begins to bark loudly and Mrs. Norris is scared up a tree.
"What is the meaning of this?" Mrs. Norris asks as she swipes at Fang from a low lying branch.
"You're not nice; you don't get to be on the ground. But one question, people always talk 'bout barkin' up the wrong tree, how they know it's the wrong tree?"
"It's an expression dufus."
"It's not nice for to call me dufus."
Fang decided to lie on the ground in front of the tree so that Mrs. Norris wouldn't come down, and soon fell asleep.
"That filthy mongrel has fallen asleep below me, and now I can't get down. This is not the way I planned to spend my night."
Mrs. Norris hungry and mad soon rolled up into a ball and fell asleep on the branch of the tree, and didn't wake until daybreak.