On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
Nine Fairies dancing,
Eight Knarls for milking,
Seven Plimpies swimming,
Six Skrewts a-blasting,
Three French Parps,
And a Fwooper in a Star Tree.
Now that Beauxbatons had closed for Christmas, Olympe had much more free time to spend with Hagrid. They spent their morning walking Olympe’s extensive grounds. They fed grain to the parps and collected the purple eggs. They milked the Knarls and fed them their favourite food (licquorice). They fed the unicorns some hay and brushed their silky golden coats. They sat by the pond and watched the plimpies swimming about while chatting non-stop about everything and nothing.
It was the perfect morning, and Olympe was determined to make it a perfect evening. She wanted to cook Hagrid a French banquet to thank him for all the gifts he had given her.
They started out with an entrée of Bouillabaisse. Hagrid tried his best to eat it like a gentleman, but he somehow still managed to drip it down his beard. Olympe leaned over and gently dabbed his sopping beard with her napkin. The Bouillabaisse was followed by a Soufflé au Fromage. For main course Olympe had prepared a Fricassée de Mer. This was followed by a platter of assorted French cheeses, including Camembert and Brie, accompanied by a salad with a French vinaigrette and some crusty French bread. Finally they retreated to the living room for a strong cup of coffee and a dessert of Crème Caramel.
“This dessert is superb!” Hagrid exclaimed.
“Eet ees my grandmuzzer’s special recipe,” Olympe commented, as Hagrid took another huge mouthful.
Needless to say, both Hagrid and Olympe were quite full and content by the end of the meal and were happy to rest in each other’s arms by the crackling fire.
After a while Hagrid said to Olympe, “I’ve got another surprise for you.”
“But ‘Agrid,” Olympe protested, “You ‘ave given me so much already! Tonight I was supposed to be spoiling you.”
“I know,” said Hagrid, “But when we were out walking earlier I noticed something flying around amongst the branches of the willow tree, so I caught some for you.”
“What are zey?” Olympe asked.
“Jus’ wait ‘ere and I’ll go get ‘em,” Hagrid replied.
Moments later he returned with a large lantern, but instead of holding a candle inside, the lantern was lit by nine fairies dancing about.
“Fairies!” Olympe exclaimed.
“Cheeky little things, too,” Hagrid commented, “One of ‘em bit me when I was putting it in ‘ere.”
“Why zey are absolutely delightful,” said Olympe, as she watched them dancing about within the lantern.
“I thought they might look good on yeh Christmas tree,” Hagrid said.
“But of course! Want a novel idea.”
Hagrid and Olympe carefully extracted the little fairies from the lantern and arranged them on the Christmas tree. The fairies seemed much happier with their new home and began showing off within the green branches surrounded by Christmas ornaments.
“Only three days ‘til Christmas,” Hagrid said.
“I am looking forward to Christmas very much zis year,” Olympe told Hagrid.
“Why is that?” Hagrid asked.
“Because I get to spend eet wis you.”
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