- expand this piece into a bit of fanfiction. No one is going to want to read it but you, and that is okay, because writing should be personal and not about the assumption that every bit of ink put to paper will make one a millionaire.http://ontd-hogwarts.livejournal.com/20363.html
In my back story for them, Mrs. Norris and Filch grew up together. (At that time she was not Mrs. Norris, but Agatha Babbledock.)
Filch was treated quite poorly as a child, once it was learned he was a squib, by everyone but her. Too shy and lacking any sort of self esteem, Filch never made a move to express his love for her, and she in turn thought it was out of a lack of interest. Eventually, she married Neven Norris and became Mrs. Agatha Norris. She and Filch remained friends, living and working in the tiny village they grew up in.
Unfortunately, not all took kindly to her friendship with a squib. During a heated argument with her sister-in-law, wands were raised in anger and an unfortunate curse was placed upon dear Mrs. Norris, turning her into a cat with an immortal life.
Her sister-in-law tried to reverse the curse before her brother came home, but to no effect. Instead of admitting what she had done, she spread a lie involving Mrs. Norris running off and even went so far as to hide Norris family jewelry to imply she was a thief to boot.
Filch was heartbroken when he heard the news of his dear friend leaving the village without even a good bye. He decided to not go into work for the day and went home to drown his sorrows in firewhiskey instead.
But when he came home, on his doorstep sat the most peculiar looking cat. Filch was never fond of cats, so he shooed it away.
But the next morning the cat was there again, sitting on his doorstep.
And the next.
And the next.
Filch did not know why this blasted beast was obsessed with his doorstep, until the seventh morning came and he heard his dear Agatha's voice.
He ran to the door, only to find the cat sitting there.
Ready to close the door, he heard her speak again. Looking down, he realized it was the cat.
It took a few more weeks before Filch accepted he wasn't going crazy and that this cat was indeed Mrs. Norris communicating telepathically with him.
He brought her in and gave her a home.
And there's a bit involving her sister in law finding out and trying to kill her which leads to Filch and Mrs. Norris running off to Hogwart's where he got his job.
I swear, I should actually write this story out sometime, but I don't think anyone but myself would read them. I guess that is good enough.
That's my story and until Rowling shows up on my doorstep and tells me otherwise I am sticking to it!