CARNIVAL du MYSTIQUE
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 20
Rathos hung on tight to Sasporilla Bucket as they soared over London on her broom. His tongue flapped excitedly in the wind as they swooped down into the alley in Piccadilly Circus.
"That fun ride Missus Paserilla!" Rathos laughed excitedly. "More? Again?"
"Yes Rathos, very soon." Sassy smiled. "I'm afraid we have to make a stop here first. I have to say goodbye to some friends and pick some one up to come with us. Oh and..."
Sasporilla dug down into her bag looking for an old dog leash she had from years ago, when they had Buster. It had been a while since she had even thought of old Buster. Sassy wondered how her mother’s dog was doing? She should make a point of seeing him some time.
"I hate to ask you Rathos but could you please just hold an end of this in your mouth and walk on all fours until we get into the Carnival?" Sasporilla asked pulling the long blue rope lead from her bag.
"Why?" Rathos asked?
"To fool the muggles." Sasporilla said. "So they think your an ordinary dog. So they don't hurt you."
"Ok!" Rathos said taking the leash in his mouth and wagging his tail. "Read ron."
Sasporilla walked across to the ticket booth, broom in one hand Rathos pulling at his tether in the other. In the hustle and bustle of Piccadilly Circus no muggle gave them a second glance.
The box office sat alone in the center of the side walk brightly coloured and brightly lit but unseen and unperceived by the muggles that passed it by. The ticket taker perked up at her approach.
"Step right up young witch and get your ticket to the finest carnival..." the ticket taker stopped abruptly, "Oh! Ms.Bucket! Welcome back. Who is this little big fella?"
"Rathos." The Doell smiled standing and shaking the mans hand. "You know shake a paw! Good boy!"
Sasporilla started laughing as they walked through the turnstiles into the Carnival du Mystique. Rathos' eyes widened at the colours and lights. His ears darted at the sounds. He spun around not knowing what to look at next.
"What is this place?" Rathos asked.
"This is a magical carnival." Sasporilla said. "A place where wizards and witches come to have fun."
"Fun!" The dog man jumped and romped. "Rathos like fun."
"Yes." Sasporilla said. "It's also a lot of hard work. Stay close to me."
Sasporilla found Mr.Beauxchamps, Mr.Ollivander and Ms.Copelinzki gathered by the Carnival du Mystique show caravan with Agnes the blind fortune teller, Myron Wagtail and Alana.
"You'll find it's all there." Mr.Olivander smiled handing Alana a small velvet bag.
"I hope you'll enjoy your new caravan." Alana said. "Oh! Sasporilla! You've made it!"
"I'm glad to see everyone got out ok." Sasporilla smiled as the pink haired witch shook Mr.Ollivander’s hand.
"Thank you Ms.Bucket." Garrek Ollivander smiled. "Because of you I have a chance to live out the rest of my life with dignity, doing what love."
"Fixing wands for the Carnival du Mystique!" Ferdinand Beauxchamps proclaimed.
"I'm happy your free of that horrible place Mr.Ollivander." Sasporilla said.
"You are such a brave selfless young woman." Mr.Ollivander said, a tear ran down his cheek. "I would ask one last thing of you."
"Anything sir." Sasporilla smiled.
"Would you take this journal?" Garrek Ollivander asked. "Keep it safe. Hang on to it for an Ollivander who IS worthy of it."
"Won't you need it sir?" Sasporilla asked. "To reference?"
"No my dear." Garrek smiled with that impish smile. "He was right you see. Those words are magic. The book WILL magically transfer everything into your head once you've studied it, learned it, then and only then IF you love wands it will transfer the journal to you... and so much more. I would pass these gifts to you my dear but alas you must be an Ollivander."
"If a worthy Ollivander comes along," Sasporilla said, "a Bucket will see to it they are given the journal. No matter how long it takes."
"Thank you." Garrek Ollivander smiled hugging the young witch and kissing her gently on the cheek. "Thank you for what you do for my family, and for giving me back my dignity."
"No Mr.Ollivander." Sasporilla smiled warmly. "Thank you for giving me my start, and instilling in me the love of wands. I have a gift for you."
Sassy pulled a long thin box from her bag. Mr.Ollivander opened it and gasped.
"Is... it?" Garrek Ollivander asked.
"Yes." Sasporilla whispered. "Both halves of the elder wand. In need of your skills to repair."
Sasporilla turned next to Mr.Beauxchamps and Ms.Copelinzki.
"Thank you for a wonderful summer Mr.Beauxchamps." Sassy smiled.
"The honour was entirely ours Ms.Bucket." Mr.Beauxchamps smiled. "And please, call me Ferdinand. Ms.Copelinzki I believe you have something for our departing company member?"
"Yes!" Ms.Copelinzki smiled pushing her heavy coke bottle glasses up her nose. "Ms.Bucket, it is with much sadness we see you go because quite frankly, we all rather liked you. You worked hard, you were honest, and you were willing to go above and beyond when no one else would."
"No surprise there." Myron Wagtail smiled. "Traits she got from both her mum and dad."
"So with no further adieu we would like to present to you this gold plated wand plaque in memory of your service to the Carnival du Mystique! We hoped to get a photograph?"
"Extravaganzo!!!!" Mr.Beauxchamps yelled. "Where is that man with the camera???"
"Coming sir." The short fat man said waddling out from the far side of the show caravan carrying a very old camera on a very heavy wooden tripod. "I'll have it set up in just a moment."
Sasporilla turned to Agnes and Myron who stood arm in arm. Sassy hugged them both. Myron’s hugs always felt like going home, war, warm and welcome.
"How did you find each other?" Sasporilla asked.
"I was beside myself when you were arrested." Myron said. "We were at the festival when the news reached us. I walked around in a fog for hours until I found a fortune teller. For what ever reason I went in and she put my mind at ease."
"I just told Myron what he needed to hear." Agnes said. "The truth."
"So you told him I'd be ok?" Sassy asked.
"No." Agnes said honestly. "I told him you'd be found innocent. Told him you'd... well I won't tell you the things I've seen. To tell you may alter your future. Let's say I put Extravaganzo in your way the day you bumped into him by suggesting he paper the area he did with flyers at that exact time."
"Why you crafty so and so." Sasporilla smiled. "Why?"
"We needed you here this summer as much as you needed us." Agnes smiled.
"And this way," Myron said, "I knew Agnes could keep an eye on you for me. Not that you need watching, but I worry."
"I appreciate it Myron." Sasporilla smiled. "Really!"
"The best part of the reading I had with Myron is that I had never been able to see love in my own future." Agnes smiled. "In that I really was blind."
"I'm happy for both of you!" Sasporilla smiled hugging her friends.
"Ok the camera is ready! Places everyone!" Extravaganzo called as he set the timer and joined the group! Sasporilla stood between Mr.Beauxchamps and Ms.Copelinzki holding the gold plated wand plaque smiling. Everyone stood perfectly still and as the flash went off they flourished, waved, or cast spells. Clowns appeared from no where and rolled away. The picture would be one to remember.
Alana stood with a suitcase and a shoe box. The some total of her worldly possessions beside the shoulder bag she carried and the clothes on her bag.
"Is that everything?" Sasporilla asked.
"This is it." Alana smiled. "I've never been one who believed in travelling heavy. I appreciate you doing this for us."
"It's the least I can do," Sassy cringed, "since I kind of helped to break up your act."
"Do not blame yourself for the greedy thieving acts of my horrid cousin!" Alana insisted.
"Are you ready to go?" Sasporilla asked? "I've arranged a private port key."
"Yes I'm all set." Alana said.
"Ok." Sasporilla said. "We are off everyone! Thanks for the great summer! Goodbye! Come on Rathos!!!"
Rathos ran over to Sassy’s side. Everyone waved as the girls walked away from the Carnival du Mystique for the last time.
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Sasporilla and Alana walked Rathos by leash up the side walks of London to from Piccadilly Circus to Golden Square. No one had noticed the new statue amongst the myriad of statuary that filled the square. The question was which one was the port key?
"We're cutting it pretty close." Alana said. "Which statue do you think is the portkey?"
"I've got a feeling it's the one off to left there." Sasporilla said pointing at one that looked like professor Severus Snape holding up a potions bottle with noble attention. "As it was Nancy who arranged the portkey I'd be willing to bet that's it. Let's go."
Sasporilla and Alana walked Rathos over to the statue of Snape. Alana looked at her watch. "Ten seconds."
"Rathos," Sasporilla said. "Put your paws on the statue and hang on. It will get very spinney and fun scary. I'll hold you!"
"Ok!" Rathos panted as the statue began to shake and rattle.
A small bird shot out of Alana's watch chirping "CUKOO!" as the statue began to spin the world. Rathos howled with delight, his tongue waving in the breeze. Sassy and Alana laughed.
"Ok it's time," Sasporilla said. "Let go!"
Running their way down to the surface, the young witches and the doell arrived at a small farm in the shadow of Hogwarts. The cottage door opened. Nancy Nightingale stepped outside a bright smile on her face. She was followed by a short thin woman in khaki shorts and a pith helmet.
"Sasporilla!" Nancy beamed hugging the pink haired witch, much to Sassy's surprise. "How wonderful to see you my dear friend."
"I'm glad to see you Nancy." Sasporilla smiled. "I don't think I have ever you seen you quite do happy?"
"I have never been as happy as I am now with my Severus." Nancy said holding out her hand. "We were married last week. We are so very happy together."
"I am glad." Sasporilla said. "Is this your friend Dr.Bolderforth?";
"Yes!" Nancy gasped. "Oh my, excuse my rudeness. Dr.Bertha Bolderforth, this is Sasporilla Bucket and her friend Alana who is in need of your help."
"Hello Alana." Dr.Bolderforth said shaking Alana's hand. "May I see her?"
Alana pulled the lid off the shoe box. Lily, the microphant trumpeted her disapproval of having been cooped up in the dark for so long.
"I know Lily." Alana said. "It's just fer a while longer. I promise love."
Dr.Bolderforth reached in and picked Lily up firmly but gently. The magizoologist checked the microphants pulse and breathing. Looked at it's colour and sniffed its behind.
"She seems very healthy!" Dr.Bolderforth smiled. "Well done young lady!"
"Thank you?" Alana said finding the doctor just a little more than odd.
"How long have you had her in your care?" The Doctor asked.
"About four years." Alana said. "She wasn't well taken care of when she came to me. I saw to it she was shown plenty of love."
"Well you did indeed." Dr.Bolderforth smiled. "They are a very hard species to care for. I am most impressed. You're a natural!"
"So Sasporilla said you run a reserve for microphants." Alana said.
"Yes I do." Dr.Bolderforth said. "Specifically South Indian Microphants like your Lily in South India. Might I ask why you named her Lily?"
"Lily is short for Liliput, from the Gullivers Travels stories." Alana said.
"I'm not familiar with those stories." The Doctor said .
"Their muggle fantasy tales." Alana said.
"Oh I see." Dr.Bolderforth said. "I'm not a fan of muggle literature. I simply can't relate. My older sister Pamona always loved it!"
"Pamona?" Sasporilla asked. "Pamona Sprout?"
"Yes!" The magizoologist beamed. "Do you know her?"
"She was my professor and house mother!" Sassy smiled.
"What a wonderful coincidence!" The doctor smiled.
"Will you be able to give Lily a home in your reserve?" Alana asked.
"Oh yes indeed dear." Dr.Bolderforth said. "I feel she will fit in very well eventually but I fear that without you she'll have a rough time transferring. I would like to make you a proposition. I'd like to offer you a job. A one year trial as my assistant at the reserve. I have a feeling about you young lady. I think you be a natural with Microphants."
"Really?" Alana asked.
"Yes." The magizoologist insisted. "These wee ones need someone just like you to look after them. I need an assistant of your caliber and talents. What do you say?"
"I say yes!" Alana smiled.
"Wonderful!" Dr.Bolderforth laughed. "We shan’t waste any time them. We must be off!"
There were quick good-byes and Alana was away off with Lily to their new home in Southern India. Sasporilla climbed aboard her broom with Rathos and waved goodbye to Nancy as they flew off to Hogwarts.
Sasporilla landed on the green between the school and Hagrid’s hut. Rathos jumped off the broom and danced around happily.
"Me have so much fun." Rathos said. "Best dream of Rathos life. Can't be real!"
"I assure you Rathos this is all very real!" Sasporilla smiled. "And, if all goes well..."
Hagrid opened the door to his hut and stepped out onto the front step.
"Well my word! It is!" Hagrid smiled through his big bushy beard. "Sasporilla Bucket! Wha' brings ya ta my door step th' day b'for school starts?"
"I've brought a friend in desperate need of a new home." Sasporilla said. "Hagrid this is Rathos. Rathos this is Hagrid."
"Hello there Rathos!" Hagrid smiled. "Yer a doell aint’cha?"
"Yep." Rathos said rather shyly. "Your a wizard?"
"Well ya, sorta." Hagrid said. "Don't really do much magic. Strictly speakin' I'm not allowed to! I look after the grounds here at Hogwarts an' look after th' animals. I loves animals an' creatures. Sometimes more an' people t' tell the truth."
"Really?" Rathos smiled.
"If you'd like ta live here at Hogwarts I can find ya place of yer own to stay with people or on yer own. Which ever ya like. But ya are welcome ta stay here as long as yer friendly an' willin' t' help out a bit?"
"Does Rathos have yo be chained in room?" Rathos frowned.
"Wha?" Hagrid gasped surprised and outraged. "Never! Why any one'd do that t' any... why I'd....!"
"No Rathos." Sasporilla smiled softly. "Here you will be free, amongst friends. I promise. And they have great food!"
"Food?" Rathos drooled.
"Three times a day." Sasporilla whispered.
"Yesssssssssssss!" Rathos howled happily.
"Ah!" Hagrid smiled. "A stomach after my own heart!"
"You stay here?" Rathos asked Sasporilla.
"No my friend. "I'm away to a far off land. That's why I brought you here. To a place where there are friends I love and trust. People I know will look after you, and that you will look after for me!"
"I will Sasporilla Bucket." Rathos said hugging the pink haired witch. "You count on Rathos."
Sasporilla decided to walk. One last time to walk the road from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade. To listen to the late summer breeze rustle the trees amongst the echoes of her memories. All those days with Karry and Korry, Karry and Zac, just Karry. Laughing or crying they'd shared so much on the road to Hogsmeade.
Lost in thought Sasporilla hadn't seen the small woman with fair hair approach her on the road, wand raised.
"No this will never do." The woman said with a Spanish accent surprising Sasporilla as she cast a spell into the young witches face. "PROBOSCIMENDIO!"
Sasporilla felt a small burning in her nose then the pain and preasure went away.
"What have you done?" Sasporilla demanded drawing her wand.
"I do beg your pardon miss." The young woman smiled checking Sassy's face. "I didn't mean to startle you. You're nose had clearly been broken and I thought you were in shock."
"I was just deep in thought." Sasporilla said. "My nose was broken?"
"Oh yes." The young woman smiled. "But it's healed now. Forgive me, I'm nurse Angela. I'm on my way to Hogwarts to start work tomorrow."
"Oh I see." Sasporilla smiled putting away her wand. "My name is Sasporilla Bucket. Thank you. I guess that spell hit me harder than I thought earlier."
"Well you're all healed now." Nurse Angela waved as she walked off towards Hogwarts carrying her bags. "Please try to take care of yourself! And don't sneeze for twenty minutes or so! Have a nice day!"
Rathos hung on tight to Sasporilla Bucket as they soared over London on her broom. His tongue flapped excitedly in the wind as they swooped down into the alley in Piccadilly Circus.
"That fun ride Missus Paserilla!" Rathos laughed excitedly. "More? Again?"
"Yes Rathos, very soon." Sassy smiled. "I'm afraid we have to make a stop here first. I have to say goodbye to some friends and pick some one up to come with us. Oh and..."
Sasporilla dug down into her bag looking for an old dog leash she had from years ago, when they had Buster. It had been a while since she had even thought of old Buster. Sassy wondered how her mother’s dog was doing? She should make a point of seeing him some time.
"I hate to ask you Rathos but could you please just hold an end of this in your mouth and walk on all fours until we get into the Carnival?" Sasporilla asked pulling the long blue rope lead from her bag.
"Why?" Rathos asked?
"To fool the muggles." Sasporilla said. "So they think your an ordinary dog. So they don't hurt you."
"Ok!" Rathos said taking the leash in his mouth and wagging his tail. "Read ron."
Sasporilla walked across to the ticket booth, broom in one hand Rathos pulling at his tether in the other. In the hustle and bustle of Piccadilly Circus no muggle gave them a second glance.
The box office sat alone in the center of the side walk brightly coloured and brightly lit but unseen and unperceived by the muggles that passed it by. The ticket taker perked up at her approach.
"Step right up young witch and get your ticket to the finest carnival..." the ticket taker stopped abruptly, "Oh! Ms.Bucket! Welcome back. Who is this little big fella?"
"Rathos." The Doell smiled standing and shaking the mans hand. "You know shake a paw! Good boy!"
Sasporilla started laughing as they walked through the turnstiles into the Carnival du Mystique. Rathos' eyes widened at the colours and lights. His ears darted at the sounds. He spun around not knowing what to look at next.
"What is this place?" Rathos asked.
"This is a magical carnival." Sasporilla said. "A place where wizards and witches come to have fun."
"Fun!" The dog man jumped and romped. "Rathos like fun."
"Yes." Sasporilla said. "It's also a lot of hard work. Stay close to me."
Sasporilla found Mr.Beauxchamps, Mr.Ollivander and Ms.Copelinzki gathered by the Carnival du Mystique show caravan with Agnes the blind fortune teller, Myron Wagtail and Alana.
"You'll find it's all there." Mr.Olivander smiled handing Alana a small velvet bag.
"I hope you'll enjoy your new caravan." Alana said. "Oh! Sasporilla! You've made it!"
"I'm glad to see everyone got out ok." Sasporilla smiled as the pink haired witch shook Mr.Ollivander’s hand.
"Thank you Ms.Bucket." Garrek Ollivander smiled. "Because of you I have a chance to live out the rest of my life with dignity, doing what love."
"Fixing wands for the Carnival du Mystique!" Ferdinand Beauxchamps proclaimed.
"I'm happy your free of that horrible place Mr.Ollivander." Sasporilla said.
"You are such a brave selfless young woman." Mr.Ollivander said, a tear ran down his cheek. "I would ask one last thing of you."
"Anything sir." Sasporilla smiled.
"Would you take this journal?" Garrek Ollivander asked. "Keep it safe. Hang on to it for an Ollivander who IS worthy of it."
"Won't you need it sir?" Sasporilla asked. "To reference?"
"No my dear." Garrek smiled with that impish smile. "He was right you see. Those words are magic. The book WILL magically transfer everything into your head once you've studied it, learned it, then and only then IF you love wands it will transfer the journal to you... and so much more. I would pass these gifts to you my dear but alas you must be an Ollivander."
"If a worthy Ollivander comes along," Sasporilla said, "a Bucket will see to it they are given the journal. No matter how long it takes."
"Thank you." Garrek Ollivander smiled hugging the young witch and kissing her gently on the cheek. "Thank you for what you do for my family, and for giving me back my dignity."
"No Mr.Ollivander." Sasporilla smiled warmly. "Thank you for giving me my start, and instilling in me the love of wands. I have a gift for you."
Sassy pulled a long thin box from her bag. Mr.Ollivander opened it and gasped.
"Is... it?" Garrek Ollivander asked.
"Yes." Sasporilla whispered. "Both halves of the elder wand. In need of your skills to repair."
Sasporilla turned next to Mr.Beauxchamps and Ms.Copelinzki.
"Thank you for a wonderful summer Mr.Beauxchamps." Sassy smiled.
"The honour was entirely ours Ms.Bucket." Mr.Beauxchamps smiled. "And please, call me Ferdinand. Ms.Copelinzki I believe you have something for our departing company member?"
"Yes!" Ms.Copelinzki smiled pushing her heavy coke bottle glasses up her nose. "Ms.Bucket, it is with much sadness we see you go because quite frankly, we all rather liked you. You worked hard, you were honest, and you were willing to go above and beyond when no one else would."
"No surprise there." Myron Wagtail smiled. "Traits she got from both her mum and dad."
"So with no further adieu we would like to present to you this gold plated wand plaque in memory of your service to the Carnival du Mystique! We hoped to get a photograph?"
"Extravaganzo!!!!" Mr.Beauxchamps yelled. "Where is that man with the camera???"
"Coming sir." The short fat man said waddling out from the far side of the show caravan carrying a very old camera on a very heavy wooden tripod. "I'll have it set up in just a moment."
Sasporilla turned to Agnes and Myron who stood arm in arm. Sassy hugged them both. Myron’s hugs always felt like going home, war, warm and welcome.
"How did you find each other?" Sasporilla asked.
"I was beside myself when you were arrested." Myron said. "We were at the festival when the news reached us. I walked around in a fog for hours until I found a fortune teller. For what ever reason I went in and she put my mind at ease."
"I just told Myron what he needed to hear." Agnes said. "The truth."
"So you told him I'd be ok?" Sassy asked.
"No." Agnes said honestly. "I told him you'd be found innocent. Told him you'd... well I won't tell you the things I've seen. To tell you may alter your future. Let's say I put Extravaganzo in your way the day you bumped into him by suggesting he paper the area he did with flyers at that exact time."
"Why you crafty so and so." Sasporilla smiled. "Why?"
"We needed you here this summer as much as you needed us." Agnes smiled.
"And this way," Myron said, "I knew Agnes could keep an eye on you for me. Not that you need watching, but I worry."
"I appreciate it Myron." Sasporilla smiled. "Really!"
"The best part of the reading I had with Myron is that I had never been able to see love in my own future." Agnes smiled. "In that I really was blind."
"I'm happy for both of you!" Sasporilla smiled hugging her friends.
"Ok the camera is ready! Places everyone!" Extravaganzo called as he set the timer and joined the group! Sasporilla stood between Mr.Beauxchamps and Ms.Copelinzki holding the gold plated wand plaque smiling. Everyone stood perfectly still and as the flash went off they flourished, waved, or cast spells. Clowns appeared from no where and rolled away. The picture would be one to remember.
Alana stood with a suitcase and a shoe box. The some total of her worldly possessions beside the shoulder bag she carried and the clothes on her bag.
"Is that everything?" Sasporilla asked.
"This is it." Alana smiled. "I've never been one who believed in travelling heavy. I appreciate you doing this for us."
"It's the least I can do," Sassy cringed, "since I kind of helped to break up your act."
"Do not blame yourself for the greedy thieving acts of my horrid cousin!" Alana insisted.
"Are you ready to go?" Sasporilla asked? "I've arranged a private port key."
"Yes I'm all set." Alana said.
"Ok." Sasporilla said. "We are off everyone! Thanks for the great summer! Goodbye! Come on Rathos!!!"
Rathos ran over to Sassy’s side. Everyone waved as the girls walked away from the Carnival du Mystique for the last time.
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Sasporilla and Alana walked Rathos by leash up the side walks of London to from Piccadilly Circus to Golden Square. No one had noticed the new statue amongst the myriad of statuary that filled the square. The question was which one was the port key?
"We're cutting it pretty close." Alana said. "Which statue do you think is the portkey?"
"I've got a feeling it's the one off to left there." Sasporilla said pointing at one that looked like professor Severus Snape holding up a potions bottle with noble attention. "As it was Nancy who arranged the portkey I'd be willing to bet that's it. Let's go."
Sasporilla and Alana walked Rathos over to the statue of Snape. Alana looked at her watch. "Ten seconds."
"Rathos," Sasporilla said. "Put your paws on the statue and hang on. It will get very spinney and fun scary. I'll hold you!"
"Ok!" Rathos panted as the statue began to shake and rattle.
A small bird shot out of Alana's watch chirping "CUKOO!" as the statue began to spin the world. Rathos howled with delight, his tongue waving in the breeze. Sassy and Alana laughed.
"Ok it's time," Sasporilla said. "Let go!"
Running their way down to the surface, the young witches and the doell arrived at a small farm in the shadow of Hogwarts. The cottage door opened. Nancy Nightingale stepped outside a bright smile on her face. She was followed by a short thin woman in khaki shorts and a pith helmet.
"Sasporilla!" Nancy beamed hugging the pink haired witch, much to Sassy's surprise. "How wonderful to see you my dear friend."
"I'm glad to see you Nancy." Sasporilla smiled. "I don't think I have ever you seen you quite do happy?"
"I have never been as happy as I am now with my Severus." Nancy said holding out her hand. "We were married last week. We are so very happy together."
"I am glad." Sasporilla said. "Is this your friend Dr.Bolderforth?";
"Yes!" Nancy gasped. "Oh my, excuse my rudeness. Dr.Bertha Bolderforth, this is Sasporilla Bucket and her friend Alana who is in need of your help."
"Hello Alana." Dr.Bolderforth said shaking Alana's hand. "May I see her?"
Alana pulled the lid off the shoe box. Lily, the microphant trumpeted her disapproval of having been cooped up in the dark for so long.
"I know Lily." Alana said. "It's just fer a while longer. I promise love."
Dr.Bolderforth reached in and picked Lily up firmly but gently. The magizoologist checked the microphants pulse and breathing. Looked at it's colour and sniffed its behind.
"She seems very healthy!" Dr.Bolderforth smiled. "Well done young lady!"
"Thank you?" Alana said finding the doctor just a little more than odd.
"How long have you had her in your care?" The Doctor asked.
"About four years." Alana said. "She wasn't well taken care of when she came to me. I saw to it she was shown plenty of love."
"Well you did indeed." Dr.Bolderforth smiled. "They are a very hard species to care for. I am most impressed. You're a natural!"
"So Sasporilla said you run a reserve for microphants." Alana said.
"Yes I do." Dr.Bolderforth said. "Specifically South Indian Microphants like your Lily in South India. Might I ask why you named her Lily?"
"Lily is short for Liliput, from the Gullivers Travels stories." Alana said.
"I'm not familiar with those stories." The Doctor said .
"Their muggle fantasy tales." Alana said.
"Oh I see." Dr.Bolderforth said. "I'm not a fan of muggle literature. I simply can't relate. My older sister Pamona always loved it!"
"Pamona?" Sasporilla asked. "Pamona Sprout?"
"Yes!" The magizoologist beamed. "Do you know her?"
"She was my professor and house mother!" Sassy smiled.
"What a wonderful coincidence!" The doctor smiled.
"Will you be able to give Lily a home in your reserve?" Alana asked.
"Oh yes indeed dear." Dr.Bolderforth said. "I feel she will fit in very well eventually but I fear that without you she'll have a rough time transferring. I would like to make you a proposition. I'd like to offer you a job. A one year trial as my assistant at the reserve. I have a feeling about you young lady. I think you be a natural with Microphants."
"Really?" Alana asked.
"Yes." The magizoologist insisted. "These wee ones need someone just like you to look after them. I need an assistant of your caliber and talents. What do you say?"
"I say yes!" Alana smiled.
"Wonderful!" Dr.Bolderforth laughed. "We shan’t waste any time them. We must be off!"
There were quick good-byes and Alana was away off with Lily to their new home in Southern India. Sasporilla climbed aboard her broom with Rathos and waved goodbye to Nancy as they flew off to Hogwarts.
Sasporilla landed on the green between the school and Hagrid’s hut. Rathos jumped off the broom and danced around happily.
"Me have so much fun." Rathos said. "Best dream of Rathos life. Can't be real!"
"I assure you Rathos this is all very real!" Sasporilla smiled. "And, if all goes well..."
Hagrid opened the door to his hut and stepped out onto the front step.
"Well my word! It is!" Hagrid smiled through his big bushy beard. "Sasporilla Bucket! Wha' brings ya ta my door step th' day b'for school starts?"
"I've brought a friend in desperate need of a new home." Sasporilla said. "Hagrid this is Rathos. Rathos this is Hagrid."
"Hello there Rathos!" Hagrid smiled. "Yer a doell aint’cha?"
"Yep." Rathos said rather shyly. "Your a wizard?"
"Well ya, sorta." Hagrid said. "Don't really do much magic. Strictly speakin' I'm not allowed to! I look after the grounds here at Hogwarts an' look after th' animals. I loves animals an' creatures. Sometimes more an' people t' tell the truth."
"Really?" Rathos smiled.
"If you'd like ta live here at Hogwarts I can find ya place of yer own to stay with people or on yer own. Which ever ya like. But ya are welcome ta stay here as long as yer friendly an' willin' t' help out a bit?"
"Does Rathos have yo be chained in room?" Rathos frowned.
"Wha?" Hagrid gasped surprised and outraged. "Never! Why any one'd do that t' any... why I'd....!"
"No Rathos." Sasporilla smiled softly. "Here you will be free, amongst friends. I promise. And they have great food!"
"Food?" Rathos drooled.
"Three times a day." Sasporilla whispered.
"Yesssssssssssss!" Rathos howled happily.
"Ah!" Hagrid smiled. "A stomach after my own heart!"
"You stay here?" Rathos asked Sasporilla.
"No my friend. "I'm away to a far off land. That's why I brought you here. To a place where there are friends I love and trust. People I know will look after you, and that you will look after for me!"
"I will Sasporilla Bucket." Rathos said hugging the pink haired witch. "You count on Rathos."
Sasporilla decided to walk. One last time to walk the road from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade. To listen to the late summer breeze rustle the trees amongst the echoes of her memories. All those days with Karry and Korry, Karry and Zac, just Karry. Laughing or crying they'd shared so much on the road to Hogsmeade.
Lost in thought Sasporilla hadn't seen the small woman with fair hair approach her on the road, wand raised.
"No this will never do." The woman said with a Spanish accent surprising Sasporilla as she cast a spell into the young witches face. "PROBOSCIMENDIO!"
Sasporilla felt a small burning in her nose then the pain and preasure went away.
"What have you done?" Sasporilla demanded drawing her wand.
"I do beg your pardon miss." The young woman smiled checking Sassy's face. "I didn't mean to startle you. You're nose had clearly been broken and I thought you were in shock."
"I was just deep in thought." Sasporilla said. "My nose was broken?"
"Oh yes." The young woman smiled. "But it's healed now. Forgive me, I'm nurse Angela. I'm on my way to Hogwarts to start work tomorrow."
"Oh I see." Sasporilla smiled putting away her wand. "My name is Sasporilla Bucket. Thank you. I guess that spell hit me harder than I thought earlier."
"Well you're all healed now." Nurse Angela waved as she walked off towards Hogwarts carrying her bags. "Please try to take care of yourself! And don't sneeze for twenty minutes or so! Have a nice day!"
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