CARNIVAL du MYSTIQUE
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 10
It was a very busy day at the Bubble World booth. There had been many children, though none with the talents of the first little one of the day. Sasporilla picked raked the sandy floor, trying to get it nice and even, finding the odd dropped token, ticket and toy.
The rake passed effortlessly through the sand until it came to a spot on the far side of the booth. The rake seemed to get caught on something in the sand. Sassy pulled on the rake but the metal tines were firmly wedged in something.
Sasporilla got down on her hands and knees and wiped some of the sand away from the rake head which had slipped into a space between a floor board and a hatch? A hatch in the floor of a booth?
"Hello?" A man's voice called out.
Sasporilla freed the rake, covered the hatch with sand and stood up. It was Alana's cousin Lester, the great Rudolfo!
"Hello." Sassy smiled. "Can I interest you in the wondrous world of bubbles?"
"No." Lester laughed politely. "I'm Alana's cousin Lester."
"Yes I know." Sassy smiled. "The great Rudolfo."
"Not so loud!" The young man cringed. "Must maintain the illusions! I just thought I'd come and lend a hand in closing up the booth. You go cash out, I'll clean up and shutter the booth. Least I can do after you helped out with Jumbo."
"Well thank you kind sir." Sasporilla smiled. "You don't have an Irish accent like Alana. That's a Liverpool accent. You’re from the north."
"Yes." Lester said. "Our mom's are sisters from Dublin. Alana's mom married an Irish man. My mother ran off with a boy from London but they settled in Liverpool. Not a very glamorous story but that's us. Just poor hard working families from Ireland and Liverpool trying to get by, day by day."
"Nothing to be ashamed of!" Sassy smiled.
"But one always hopes for better." Lester said with a bit of scowl.
"I guess." Sasporilla agreed politely.
"You best get to the office before the rush." Lester smiled.
Sassy handed Lester the rake collected up the event tickets from the box and headed off for the carnival office.
Lester watched the pink hared witch walk out of sight. He wondered if she found the hatch and just how smart she was?
Sasporilla was the first to arrive at the carnival office window. No one was there. Sasporilla reached up and pulled the rope, which hung slackly by the sign which read "PULL FOR CARNIVAL BUSINESS". A bell rang inside the caravan. A small round older woman with thinning blue white hair and coke bottle thick glasses waddled into the office and struggled with much effort onto the short stool.
"Asendio!" She wheezed as the stool spun up into position at the counter. "What can I do for you love?"
"I have the tickets to turn in for the bubble world booth." Sasporilla smiled sliding them towards the bars.
The old woman’s small hand grabbed the tickets counted them out, stamped each one, entered it into an ancient adding machine stapled them together counted out two parcels of coins and placed them in envelopes and pushed one forward to Sasporilla with a receipt and a quill.
"This is your cut dear," the old woman said, "thank you for assistance sign here!"
"My goodness you're very efficient." Sasporilla said signing. "Mrs???"
"Ms.Copelinzki" the old woman said. "Never married dear. To busy running the business of this show for sixty-seven years! Any other business?"
"Oh yes." Sasporilla said pulling two dozen wand repair chits from her bag. "Been meaning to turn these in."
"I was wondering when we'd see some of these start to come in." Ms.Copelinzki smiled. "You're the wand technician. I must stop by and see you. My wand has not seen professional care in a decade or more."
"Please do." Sasporilla smiled. "Or if you're to busy with office work I can bring my travel kit and stop by the office. I'll make a house call, just for you."
"I certainly would appreciate that my dear." Ms.Copelinzki said as her hands sorted, stamped and counted out coins in a flash. "There you are Fifty four galleons." Ms.Copelinzki smiled. "Don't spend it all in one spot."
"Not really doing this for the money truth be told." Sassy said putting the coins away in her bag. "It's more about the experience with wands and with people. I want to make wands. Hopefully have my own shop one day."
"That's a solid dream young lady." The carnival clerk said proud of the pink haired witch. "What kind of school and experience do you plan to have?"
"I apprenticed for a short time under Mr.Olivander." Sasporilla said enthusiastically. "I learned so much. I learned a lot in Hogwarts and I'm going Avalon University in the fall."
"That's an impressive start young lady." Ms.Copelinzki said. "I have a good feeling about your future."
"Perhaps you could go into fortune telling!" Sasporilla laughed.
"Oh no." Ms.Copelinzki laughed heartily, her round belly shaking and jiggling. "That's Miss Moorseheads area."
Carnies started to line up in behind Sassy. The line grew fast and people were impatient to cash in.
"Hey what's the hold up?" Someone yelled from the back of the line.
"I think I better move along." Sasporilla said.
"Natives are getting restless." Ms.Copelinzki agreed. "Stop by anytime love."
Sasporilla couldn't help but think over her choices for housing at university. It was an important choice to make and possibly a huge financial one. It really came down to privacy over affordability. She was guaranteed a shared dorm room with a common room adjoining four other dorm rooms, as a free part of her scholarship to Avalon University. A private dorm room upgrade would be one hundred galleons more a month but that also came with a broom landing balcony and private owlry. Over three years that's three thousand galleons just for the convenience of a bit of privacy and freedom.
"It's not like I don't have the money." Sasporilla told herself. "There's a hundred times that in the bank from all the horrible things that happened. Then with the house sale on top of that? What are you saving it all for Sasporilla??? Spend a bit on yourself to give yourself a bit of a life girl!"
"I'd listen to her if I were you." The voice of Merlauxn Beauxchamps said stepping out of the shadows. "Sounds like she knows what she's talking about!"
"Oh!" Sasporilla shouted at the sudden appearance of the muscular, handsome young ginger. "Merlauxn, you startled me!"
"I'm sorry!" Merlauxn apologized. "It wasn't my intention to frighten you."
"Not frightened," Sasporilla said laughing putting her hand on her racing heart, "just startled."
"I heard you talking to yourself and thought I'd add my two cents to the conversation so people didn't think you were..." Merlauxn was hesitant to finish the statement.
"Think I was what?" Sassy asked.
"Nuts!" Merlauxn laughed. "Batty. Loony. Off your nut for walking around the carnival after closing yattering away to yourself like you were chatting to an old friend."
Sasporilla blushed. "I guess one could come off as a bit of a nutter talking to oneself. "
"One could." Merlauxn laughed. "But I don't think you are. I get it. When you have a tough decision to make and your on your own, sometimes you just have to hear the arguments aloud to make your decision."
"That is just about the gist of it yes." Sasporilla said starting to walk away more than just a bit embarrassed.
"Wait up," Merlauxn said, "I'll walk you back to your caravan."
"You don't have to." Sassy said.
"No I don't," the handsome young man smiled taking Sasporilla’s hand in his, "but I want to. If you don't mind."
Sasporilla was shocked at just how forward and familiar the young man was being with her.
"I thought it was pretty cool of you to help out with the elephant and the bubble booth." Merlauxn smiled.
"It was no trouble." Sassy said. "Just trying to do my part."
"Nothing unusual gave you any trouble?" Merlauxn asked.
"No." Sasporilla asked curiously. "Well there was that one thing."
"What?" Merlauxn asked concerned.
"A little girl who cast this huge bubble that carried her and her mother away." Sassy laughed. "I had to use the emergency blow gun!"
"Oh!" Merlauxn laughed. "That happens occasionally. You get used to it. So you're going to be a wand maker like Mr.Olivander!"
"Ya." Sassy smiled politely not distracted from his ham fisted changing of the subject. "I love wands. Everything about them. I see them as they're designed now and feel they can be so much more. So much better! I have big Ideas and big plans, but I need the education to see if my ideas can be joined together to work."
"Wow." The ginger boy smiled. "Such passion!"
"How about you Merlauxn?" Sasporilla asked.
"My future is set in stone." He smiled hesitantly with a hint of distant sadness. "When my uncle dies I'll inherit the Carnival du Mystique and be the Beauxchamps in charge! The grand showman of the show of shows. Here in the Carnival, for the rest of my life."
"You sound less than excited." Sasporilla said a bit concerned.
"Not at all." Merlauxn said regaining composure and putting on a wide fake smile. "I'm grateful for the opportunities life has given me."
"Oh." Sassy said. "I see."
"Did you know that my uncle and Garrek Olivander were friends in Hogwarts?" Merlauxn asked.
"No!" Sassy smiled. "I didn't know that!"
"They were!" Merlauxn smiled. "They were the best of friends from the day they were sorted into Ravenclaw. They were room mates and did all their classes together. From some of uncles stories, they got into no end of trouble together."
"Somehow I can't imagine either your uncle or Mr.Olivander as trouble makers." Sassy smiled.
"Well." Merlauxn smiled. "Everyone grows up and gets responsible, don't they?"
"I suppose we do." Sassy said not wanting to reveal much about her wild trouble making moments. "How often do they get together these days?"
"Oh!" Merlauxn shook his head. "No, they haven't spoken gor decades."
"Why?" Sasporilla gasped shocked and dismayed.
"A girl." Merlauxn sighed. "Pandoria Drumund to be precise. You see Pandoria was a very beautiful young witch and caught the attentions of both my uncle and Garrek Olivander. There was a fight."
"A duel." Sasporilla said. "I fixed the cracks in your uncles wand and he told me a bit of the story."
"Yes a duel with his best friend Garrek Olivander! Did he tell you he won the duel?" Merlauxn asked.
"Yes." Sassy nodded. "He won the duel but still lost the girl. In the end it is always still the woman’s decision who she goes with."
"It was a financial decision." Merlauxn said sharply. "She went where the money was."
"That's a very cynical out look." Sasporilla said. "But in all truth I don't know all the facts. There would be more financial security in the Olivander family than a traveling carnival."
"You're all the same." Merlauxn sneered as he let go of Sasporilla’s hand, depositing the young pink haired witch at her door. "There you are young lady. Safely home."
With out as much as a by your leave Merlauxn Beauxchamps grabbed Sasporilla Bucket by the waist and pressed his lips against hers in a passionate good night kiss. One that Sasporilla did not enjoy, nor did she appreciate. As he pulled away he smiled. Though his smile wasn't kind. It was aggressive and conquering. "See ya around Sasporilla Bucket."
There was a flash and a loud bang on the west side of the Carnival grounds. People in line at the show caravan office saw a fire ball fly through the sky and crash into the ground near by. A comical, pathetic figure rolled in the dirt putting out the flames. When he stood up Merlauxn Beauxchamps ginger hair stood straight up singed. His skin was smoked and his clothes full of burn holes. He wildly patted out stray flames that plagued areas of clothing until they were all out much to the amusement of the carnies in line.
Angry he turned to the west and yelled. "See if I ever try and kiss you again Sasporilla Bucket!"
It was a very busy day at the Bubble World booth. There had been many children, though none with the talents of the first little one of the day. Sasporilla picked raked the sandy floor, trying to get it nice and even, finding the odd dropped token, ticket and toy.
The rake passed effortlessly through the sand until it came to a spot on the far side of the booth. The rake seemed to get caught on something in the sand. Sassy pulled on the rake but the metal tines were firmly wedged in something.
Sasporilla got down on her hands and knees and wiped some of the sand away from the rake head which had slipped into a space between a floor board and a hatch? A hatch in the floor of a booth?
"Hello?" A man's voice called out.
Sasporilla freed the rake, covered the hatch with sand and stood up. It was Alana's cousin Lester, the great Rudolfo!
"Hello." Sassy smiled. "Can I interest you in the wondrous world of bubbles?"
"No." Lester laughed politely. "I'm Alana's cousin Lester."
"Yes I know." Sassy smiled. "The great Rudolfo."
"Not so loud!" The young man cringed. "Must maintain the illusions! I just thought I'd come and lend a hand in closing up the booth. You go cash out, I'll clean up and shutter the booth. Least I can do after you helped out with Jumbo."
"Well thank you kind sir." Sasporilla smiled. "You don't have an Irish accent like Alana. That's a Liverpool accent. You’re from the north."
"Yes." Lester said. "Our mom's are sisters from Dublin. Alana's mom married an Irish man. My mother ran off with a boy from London but they settled in Liverpool. Not a very glamorous story but that's us. Just poor hard working families from Ireland and Liverpool trying to get by, day by day."
"Nothing to be ashamed of!" Sassy smiled.
"But one always hopes for better." Lester said with a bit of scowl.
"I guess." Sasporilla agreed politely.
"You best get to the office before the rush." Lester smiled.
Sassy handed Lester the rake collected up the event tickets from the box and headed off for the carnival office.
Lester watched the pink hared witch walk out of sight. He wondered if she found the hatch and just how smart she was?
Sasporilla was the first to arrive at the carnival office window. No one was there. Sasporilla reached up and pulled the rope, which hung slackly by the sign which read "PULL FOR CARNIVAL BUSINESS". A bell rang inside the caravan. A small round older woman with thinning blue white hair and coke bottle thick glasses waddled into the office and struggled with much effort onto the short stool.
"Asendio!" She wheezed as the stool spun up into position at the counter. "What can I do for you love?"
"I have the tickets to turn in for the bubble world booth." Sasporilla smiled sliding them towards the bars.
The old woman’s small hand grabbed the tickets counted them out, stamped each one, entered it into an ancient adding machine stapled them together counted out two parcels of coins and placed them in envelopes and pushed one forward to Sasporilla with a receipt and a quill.
"This is your cut dear," the old woman said, "thank you for assistance sign here!"
"My goodness you're very efficient." Sasporilla said signing. "Mrs???"
"Ms.Copelinzki" the old woman said. "Never married dear. To busy running the business of this show for sixty-seven years! Any other business?"
"Oh yes." Sasporilla said pulling two dozen wand repair chits from her bag. "Been meaning to turn these in."
"I was wondering when we'd see some of these start to come in." Ms.Copelinzki smiled. "You're the wand technician. I must stop by and see you. My wand has not seen professional care in a decade or more."
"Please do." Sasporilla smiled. "Or if you're to busy with office work I can bring my travel kit and stop by the office. I'll make a house call, just for you."
"I certainly would appreciate that my dear." Ms.Copelinzki said as her hands sorted, stamped and counted out coins in a flash. "There you are Fifty four galleons." Ms.Copelinzki smiled. "Don't spend it all in one spot."
"Not really doing this for the money truth be told." Sassy said putting the coins away in her bag. "It's more about the experience with wands and with people. I want to make wands. Hopefully have my own shop one day."
"That's a solid dream young lady." The carnival clerk said proud of the pink haired witch. "What kind of school and experience do you plan to have?"
"I apprenticed for a short time under Mr.Olivander." Sasporilla said enthusiastically. "I learned so much. I learned a lot in Hogwarts and I'm going Avalon University in the fall."
"That's an impressive start young lady." Ms.Copelinzki said. "I have a good feeling about your future."
"Perhaps you could go into fortune telling!" Sasporilla laughed.
"Oh no." Ms.Copelinzki laughed heartily, her round belly shaking and jiggling. "That's Miss Moorseheads area."
Carnies started to line up in behind Sassy. The line grew fast and people were impatient to cash in.
"Hey what's the hold up?" Someone yelled from the back of the line.
"I think I better move along." Sasporilla said.
"Natives are getting restless." Ms.Copelinzki agreed. "Stop by anytime love."
Sasporilla couldn't help but think over her choices for housing at university. It was an important choice to make and possibly a huge financial one. It really came down to privacy over affordability. She was guaranteed a shared dorm room with a common room adjoining four other dorm rooms, as a free part of her scholarship to Avalon University. A private dorm room upgrade would be one hundred galleons more a month but that also came with a broom landing balcony and private owlry. Over three years that's three thousand galleons just for the convenience of a bit of privacy and freedom.
"It's not like I don't have the money." Sasporilla told herself. "There's a hundred times that in the bank from all the horrible things that happened. Then with the house sale on top of that? What are you saving it all for Sasporilla??? Spend a bit on yourself to give yourself a bit of a life girl!"
"I'd listen to her if I were you." The voice of Merlauxn Beauxchamps said stepping out of the shadows. "Sounds like she knows what she's talking about!"
"Oh!" Sasporilla shouted at the sudden appearance of the muscular, handsome young ginger. "Merlauxn, you startled me!"
"I'm sorry!" Merlauxn apologized. "It wasn't my intention to frighten you."
"Not frightened," Sasporilla said laughing putting her hand on her racing heart, "just startled."
"I heard you talking to yourself and thought I'd add my two cents to the conversation so people didn't think you were..." Merlauxn was hesitant to finish the statement.
"Think I was what?" Sassy asked.
"Nuts!" Merlauxn laughed. "Batty. Loony. Off your nut for walking around the carnival after closing yattering away to yourself like you were chatting to an old friend."
Sasporilla blushed. "I guess one could come off as a bit of a nutter talking to oneself. "
"One could." Merlauxn laughed. "But I don't think you are. I get it. When you have a tough decision to make and your on your own, sometimes you just have to hear the arguments aloud to make your decision."
"That is just about the gist of it yes." Sasporilla said starting to walk away more than just a bit embarrassed.
"Wait up," Merlauxn said, "I'll walk you back to your caravan."
"You don't have to." Sassy said.
"No I don't," the handsome young man smiled taking Sasporilla’s hand in his, "but I want to. If you don't mind."
Sasporilla was shocked at just how forward and familiar the young man was being with her.
"I thought it was pretty cool of you to help out with the elephant and the bubble booth." Merlauxn smiled.
"It was no trouble." Sassy said. "Just trying to do my part."
"Nothing unusual gave you any trouble?" Merlauxn asked.
"No." Sasporilla asked curiously. "Well there was that one thing."
"What?" Merlauxn asked concerned.
"A little girl who cast this huge bubble that carried her and her mother away." Sassy laughed. "I had to use the emergency blow gun!"
"Oh!" Merlauxn laughed. "That happens occasionally. You get used to it. So you're going to be a wand maker like Mr.Olivander!"
"Ya." Sassy smiled politely not distracted from his ham fisted changing of the subject. "I love wands. Everything about them. I see them as they're designed now and feel they can be so much more. So much better! I have big Ideas and big plans, but I need the education to see if my ideas can be joined together to work."
"Wow." The ginger boy smiled. "Such passion!"
"How about you Merlauxn?" Sasporilla asked.
"My future is set in stone." He smiled hesitantly with a hint of distant sadness. "When my uncle dies I'll inherit the Carnival du Mystique and be the Beauxchamps in charge! The grand showman of the show of shows. Here in the Carnival, for the rest of my life."
"You sound less than excited." Sasporilla said a bit concerned.
"Not at all." Merlauxn said regaining composure and putting on a wide fake smile. "I'm grateful for the opportunities life has given me."
"Oh." Sassy said. "I see."
"Did you know that my uncle and Garrek Olivander were friends in Hogwarts?" Merlauxn asked.
"No!" Sassy smiled. "I didn't know that!"
"They were!" Merlauxn smiled. "They were the best of friends from the day they were sorted into Ravenclaw. They were room mates and did all their classes together. From some of uncles stories, they got into no end of trouble together."
"Somehow I can't imagine either your uncle or Mr.Olivander as trouble makers." Sassy smiled.
"Well." Merlauxn smiled. "Everyone grows up and gets responsible, don't they?"
"I suppose we do." Sassy said not wanting to reveal much about her wild trouble making moments. "How often do they get together these days?"
"Oh!" Merlauxn shook his head. "No, they haven't spoken gor decades."
"Why?" Sasporilla gasped shocked and dismayed.
"A girl." Merlauxn sighed. "Pandoria Drumund to be precise. You see Pandoria was a very beautiful young witch and caught the attentions of both my uncle and Garrek Olivander. There was a fight."
"A duel." Sasporilla said. "I fixed the cracks in your uncles wand and he told me a bit of the story."
"Yes a duel with his best friend Garrek Olivander! Did he tell you he won the duel?" Merlauxn asked.
"Yes." Sassy nodded. "He won the duel but still lost the girl. In the end it is always still the woman’s decision who she goes with."
"It was a financial decision." Merlauxn said sharply. "She went where the money was."
"That's a very cynical out look." Sasporilla said. "But in all truth I don't know all the facts. There would be more financial security in the Olivander family than a traveling carnival."
"You're all the same." Merlauxn sneered as he let go of Sasporilla’s hand, depositing the young pink haired witch at her door. "There you are young lady. Safely home."
With out as much as a by your leave Merlauxn Beauxchamps grabbed Sasporilla Bucket by the waist and pressed his lips against hers in a passionate good night kiss. One that Sasporilla did not enjoy, nor did she appreciate. As he pulled away he smiled. Though his smile wasn't kind. It was aggressive and conquering. "See ya around Sasporilla Bucket."
There was a flash and a loud bang on the west side of the Carnival grounds. People in line at the show caravan office saw a fire ball fly through the sky and crash into the ground near by. A comical, pathetic figure rolled in the dirt putting out the flames. When he stood up Merlauxn Beauxchamps ginger hair stood straight up singed. His skin was smoked and his clothes full of burn holes. He wildly patted out stray flames that plagued areas of clothing until they were all out much to the amusement of the carnies in line.
Angry he turned to the west and yelled. "See if I ever try and kiss you again Sasporilla Bucket!"
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I am in no way affiliated with Warner Bros. or with J.K.Rowling. My work is purely that of fan fiction & do not ask for, nor accept money, gifts or other compensation for my work. If you really feel you must do something, donate to J.K.Rowling's charitable foundation LUMOS! Link below! ( https://www.wearelumos.org/ )
I am in no way affiliated with Warner Bros. or with J.K.Rowling. My work is purely that of fan fiction & do not ask for, nor accept money, gifts or other compensation for my work. If you really feel you must do something, donate to J.K.Rowling's charitable foundation LUMOS! Link below! ( https://www.wearelumos.org/ )