Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2017 10:28:14 GMT 8
Nott Grange
Summer 2023...
Katricia liked being home at Nott Grange. Big, fancy house with room to move around and not being on as hectic a schedule as she was at school... what was not to like? Before the Summer, she had dreams again of sleeping in all morning and then wondering off into the city to shop and see what mischief she could get into with her friends who were also out of school. She dreamed of family trips to beautiful places where she could flirt with young, foreign wizards and witches. Summers for Katricia Nott were magical, and now her Summer had begun...
And then her cat, Midnight, decided to bugger things up. She was happily sleeping away when her cat hopped up on the bed and licked her face. She began to groan a bit.
"Wha...?" she asked. She managed to open her eyes halfway and looked at her feline. "You want your breakfast, love, hmmm?" She then opened her eyes a bit more. "But Midnight, we have Fidley now. He'll feed you." The cat wasn't going away, and licked Kat's face again. "You want your mum to feed ya, don't ya? Mum knows just how you like your food." She scratched behind Midnight's ear and rose. "Okay, but you need to let Fidley feed you some time. He feels bad when he can't feed you."
Kat put on a robe over her green, silk PJs and made her way downstairs, yawning as she went. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she was greeted by Fidley, the Nott's House Elf.
"Good morning, Mistress!" said Fidley happily. "Fidley is so happy that Mistress is home to be served by Fidley!"
"Good morning, Fidley," said Kat. "I'm glad to be home, but pleeeease stop calling me 'Mistress'. We're good mates, you and I. Call me Kat."
"But Fidley likes calling Mistress... Mistress."
"Alright," shrugged Kat. "Whatever floats your boat."
"And Fidley is pleased to feed Mistress' cat!"
"Oh... well Midnight's a bit insistent that I feed him... until he gets used to being back home."
"Oh... Fidley is sad. What can Fidley do instead for Mistress?"
"Um... you could... make me breakfast... I guess."
"HOORAY! Fidley gets to make Mistress breakfast again!" Fidley then went running to the kitchen with Kat following. Kat put Midnight's food and water in their bowls and gave her a little pet.
"There you are," she said. She then sat on a stool in the kitchen and yawned again. "Fidley, could you make me a cup of..." A hot cup of coffee then appeared in front of her with Fidley grinning at her. "Thanks, mate."
THEODORE ISAAC NOTT
Summer 2023...
Katricia liked being home at Nott Grange. Big, fancy house with room to move around and not being on as hectic a schedule as she was at school... what was not to like? Before the Summer, she had dreams again of sleeping in all morning and then wondering off into the city to shop and see what mischief she could get into with her friends who were also out of school. She dreamed of family trips to beautiful places where she could flirt with young, foreign wizards and witches. Summers for Katricia Nott were magical, and now her Summer had begun...
And then her cat, Midnight, decided to bugger things up. She was happily sleeping away when her cat hopped up on the bed and licked her face. She began to groan a bit.
"Wha...?" she asked. She managed to open her eyes halfway and looked at her feline. "You want your breakfast, love, hmmm?" She then opened her eyes a bit more. "But Midnight, we have Fidley now. He'll feed you." The cat wasn't going away, and licked Kat's face again. "You want your mum to feed ya, don't ya? Mum knows just how you like your food." She scratched behind Midnight's ear and rose. "Okay, but you need to let Fidley feed you some time. He feels bad when he can't feed you."
Kat put on a robe over her green, silk PJs and made her way downstairs, yawning as she went. As she reached the bottom of the stairs, she was greeted by Fidley, the Nott's House Elf.
"Good morning, Mistress!" said Fidley happily. "Fidley is so happy that Mistress is home to be served by Fidley!"
"Good morning, Fidley," said Kat. "I'm glad to be home, but pleeeease stop calling me 'Mistress'. We're good mates, you and I. Call me Kat."
"But Fidley likes calling Mistress... Mistress."
"Alright," shrugged Kat. "Whatever floats your boat."
"And Fidley is pleased to feed Mistress' cat!"
"Oh... well Midnight's a bit insistent that I feed him... until he gets used to being back home."
"Oh... Fidley is sad. What can Fidley do instead for Mistress?"
"Um... you could... make me breakfast... I guess."
"HOORAY! Fidley gets to make Mistress breakfast again!" Fidley then went running to the kitchen with Kat following. Kat put Midnight's food and water in their bowls and gave her a little pet.
"There you are," she said. She then sat on a stool in the kitchen and yawned again. "Fidley, could you make me a cup of..." A hot cup of coffee then appeared in front of her with Fidley grinning at her. "Thanks, mate."
THEODORE ISAAC NOTT