Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Friendship
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 1
Gooseberry snuggled in for a midmorning kip on Sasporillas pillow. His own bed was nice and very comfortable but he enjoyed it here best because he was in the warmest sun spot which kept him cozy while he drifted off to sleep surrounded by the scent of his person. There was no telling how long the little monkey slept before the banging started.
BANG!
Gooseberrys eyes popped open.
BANG! BANG!
Gooseberry jumped 3 feet in the air landing on the window sill looking around cautiously for the source of the sound.
BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!
The sound was coming from the nightstand. Or rather from inside the night stand that was right below the window.
Lyra Lee-Ashwolf walked into the room and through her books on the bed. "That bloody Snape's a pain in my a..."
B-B-B-BANGEDY! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Lyra jumped sideways startled by the sound and screamed when Gooseberry jumped on top of her head.
"Gooseberry!" Lyra screamed. "I told you never to jump on m..."
B-B-BANGEDY-BANGEDY-BANG!BANG!! BANG!!!
Gooseberry hugged Lyra hard against her cheek. Lyra hugged Gooseberry back. There eyes set wide as saucers as they stared at Sasporillas night stand.
BANG!!!
Slowly they approached the small table.
BANG!
The lamp upset from the night stand and toppled over. Lyra lunged forward and grabbed it before it hit the floor.
BANG!!!!!!
Lyra held the lamp high above her head with one hand as she reached out slowly with the other and jerked open the night stand drawer.
A small wooden box flew out of the nightstand and landed on Sasporillas bed.
Lyra and Gooseberry could only stand at look at the box as it rattled and thumped along the length of the bed from headboard to footboard and back again.
"What is that thing." Lyra asked.
"What's what thing?" Sasporilla asked walking into the room startling Lyra and Gooseberry who screamed! Sasporilla jumped back surprised at the reaction.
"What's wrong?" Sasporilla yelled placing her head on here racing heart.
Lyra and Gooseberry pointed at the small wooden box which bounced up and down on her bed.
Sasporilla walked over to her bed and sat on the edge beside the small wooden box that now bounced up and down excitedly. Sassy placed her hand on the box, calming it.
"What is that thing?" Lyra asked.
"A wish box." Sasporilla said. "My father gave it to me for my birthday."
Gooseberry ran down Lyras arm and jumped onto Sasporillas bed. Peering across Sasporillas lap curiously Gooseberry watched as the box jiggled. Sasporilla picked up the box and held it before her.
"My father told me it would grant me 3 wishes." Sasporilla mused. "I just thought he was drunk."
"3 wishes?" Lyra laughed. "Here pass it to me! I have a world to change and a lottery to win."
"It doesn't work that way." Sasporilla sighed. "It only works for me until I pass it on to my own child."
"So..." Lyra said sitting down on the bed bed beside her friend. "What'dya wish for?"
"Answers." Sasporilla said opening the lid.
A large piece of paper unfolded. Sassy pulled the paper from the box. It was in fact an envelope and on the front there was just one name. Hers. Sasporilla.
"Who do you think it's from?" Lyra asked looking over at it.
Sasporilla sighed and felt a tear well in the corner of her eye. The slightly shaky hand writing and the small ring mark from the bottom of a pint on the bottom right corner said it all. "It's from my father."
"Considering the funeral was a week ago Thursday," Lyra shivered, "this is pretty spooky."
Sasporilla held the envelope in her hands and debated opening it. She wished so hard for answers and these would most certainly be them but now that she had them, did she really want to learn them. Her fathers words echoed in her head. "Be careful what you wish for."
"Do you want me to leave so you can read it in private?" Lyra asked.
"If I said yes." Sasporilla looked at her and smiled. "You'd say something to the effect of 'tough luck kid. Can't always get wahtca want' and plant yourself behind me to read the letter anyway."
"You know me so well." Lyra smiled taking up a position behind her.
Sasporilla ripped open the envelope.
"Dated August 9, 1992", Sasporilla read. "This was written on my birthday 2 years ago."
The room began to whirl and spin until Sasporilla found herself standing in a blank space the colour of the parchment the letter was written on. Before her stood her father Riddonkulous Bucket.
" 'ello Sassy my darlin', " Riddonkulous smiled. She had never seen him so healthy looking and had never seen him this sober. "If you're readin' this then I'm gone and you've demanded answers. Rightfully so. I hope yer old enough to hear the truth cause yer gettin' it."
"I was an aurer but you knew that." Redonkulous smiled and took a drag of his fag. "I was the first to create a spell to reverse certain kinds of effects. When Nick and I were attacked by Dementors while followin' a lead on Voldemort I used it to reverse the dementors kiss. They called me a hero."
Riddonkulous seemed to find the space bright and put on his sun glasses and had a sip off a pint. "When I took in all that blackness of a dementor I was arrogant enough to believe my spell expunged it all from my system. I was wrong. A small part of it like a seed stayed inside me and grew. It festered in the pits of my gutts and ate me alive leavin' me feelin' cold and hollow."
Riddonkulous downed the pint as an invisible hand passes him another.
"Tried to fill the cold void inside me with drink but it was never enough. Soon I found that you and yer mum couldn't be happy around me. I was suckin' the good thoughts from everyone. I knew soon enough I'd be turnin' into the thing I tried so hard to stop from killin' Nicky an' me. Shoulda just let it take me I guess. But then I would never of had you in my life. I wasn't much of a dad, but I could'n trust that I the creature would'n harm ya. So I kept my distance. Soon the transfermation'll be complete and I'll become a bloody dementor."
Her fathers appearance became more and more Ashen. When he took off his sunglasses to rub his sore red eyes, the sunken red rings said it all. He quickly put them back on and finished another drink.
"Everyone's tried their best to stop it, reverse it or end the process. Nothin's worked. Don't feel bad fer me cause this is my doin' and my fault. I'll suffer the consequences in silence. Sassy I need you to know that I love ya an' yer ma more than ya know. My pension and insurance will take care of ya both better than I ever did. Yer ma will likely be able to stop workin' if she wants and you can get yerselves a nice little house somewheres that's not over a pub. A place with a garden fer you and Wyssy to plant flowers and sprinkle water or whatever ya do in a garden."
"How is this possible?" Sasporilla asked waving placing her fingers on her fathers hand which felt like warm flesh. Riddonkulous gently took his daughters hand in his and squatted to meet her gaze.
"This letter is very powerful magic." Riddonkulous said. "Elf magic. Miss Daisy helped me do this. Now soon you'll need more answers. Don't waste a wish on' em I'll tell you where to find them. You'll find them with Miss Daisey."
Sasporilla looked down at her feet. "I wish I'd known when you were alive father. I should have tried harder to understand. I hated you! My own father! How could I have done that when you loved us so much. You sacrificed..."
Hi hands grew cold. Sassy looked up into the dark ashen face of a dementor that began to suck the life from her. As she fell it was pulled away hissing "Sasssssporrrrillllllaaaaaaaa!"
Sasporilla Bucket awoke on her bed. A cold cloth on her forehead was turned gently by Gooseberry who smiled at her. Lyra sat to one side reading a book by the lamps light. It was dark outside the window.
"What happened?" Sasporilla asked.
"I'll tell you what happened!" Lyra snapped slamming her book shut. "You were reading the stupid letter that just said 'For answers see Miss Daisey' then you turn cold and pass out!"
Lyra plonked down on the bed beside Sasporilla. "I called for Sprout, she called for Pomfree, she called for Dumbledore and he called for this." Lyra said handing her a bar of chocolate. "Said it would make you feel better."
Gooseberry snuggled in for a midmorning kip on Sasporillas pillow. His own bed was nice and very comfortable but he enjoyed it here best because he was in the warmest sun spot which kept him cozy while he drifted off to sleep surrounded by the scent of his person. There was no telling how long the little monkey slept before the banging started.
BANG!
Gooseberrys eyes popped open.
BANG! BANG!
Gooseberry jumped 3 feet in the air landing on the window sill looking around cautiously for the source of the sound.
BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!
The sound was coming from the nightstand. Or rather from inside the night stand that was right below the window.
Lyra Lee-Ashwolf walked into the room and through her books on the bed. "That bloody Snape's a pain in my a..."
B-B-B-BANGEDY! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Lyra jumped sideways startled by the sound and screamed when Gooseberry jumped on top of her head.
"Gooseberry!" Lyra screamed. "I told you never to jump on m..."
B-B-BANGEDY-BANGEDY-BANG!BANG!! BANG!!!
Gooseberry hugged Lyra hard against her cheek. Lyra hugged Gooseberry back. There eyes set wide as saucers as they stared at Sasporillas night stand.
BANG!!!
Slowly they approached the small table.
BANG!
The lamp upset from the night stand and toppled over. Lyra lunged forward and grabbed it before it hit the floor.
BANG!!!!!!
Lyra held the lamp high above her head with one hand as she reached out slowly with the other and jerked open the night stand drawer.
A small wooden box flew out of the nightstand and landed on Sasporillas bed.
Lyra and Gooseberry could only stand at look at the box as it rattled and thumped along the length of the bed from headboard to footboard and back again.
"What is that thing." Lyra asked.
"What's what thing?" Sasporilla asked walking into the room startling Lyra and Gooseberry who screamed! Sasporilla jumped back surprised at the reaction.
"What's wrong?" Sasporilla yelled placing her head on here racing heart.
Lyra and Gooseberry pointed at the small wooden box which bounced up and down on her bed.
Sasporilla walked over to her bed and sat on the edge beside the small wooden box that now bounced up and down excitedly. Sassy placed her hand on the box, calming it.
"What is that thing?" Lyra asked.
"A wish box." Sasporilla said. "My father gave it to me for my birthday."
Gooseberry ran down Lyras arm and jumped onto Sasporillas bed. Peering across Sasporillas lap curiously Gooseberry watched as the box jiggled. Sasporilla picked up the box and held it before her.
"My father told me it would grant me 3 wishes." Sasporilla mused. "I just thought he was drunk."
"3 wishes?" Lyra laughed. "Here pass it to me! I have a world to change and a lottery to win."
"It doesn't work that way." Sasporilla sighed. "It only works for me until I pass it on to my own child."
"So..." Lyra said sitting down on the bed bed beside her friend. "What'dya wish for?"
"Answers." Sasporilla said opening the lid.
A large piece of paper unfolded. Sassy pulled the paper from the box. It was in fact an envelope and on the front there was just one name. Hers. Sasporilla.
"Who do you think it's from?" Lyra asked looking over at it.
Sasporilla sighed and felt a tear well in the corner of her eye. The slightly shaky hand writing and the small ring mark from the bottom of a pint on the bottom right corner said it all. "It's from my father."
"Considering the funeral was a week ago Thursday," Lyra shivered, "this is pretty spooky."
Sasporilla held the envelope in her hands and debated opening it. She wished so hard for answers and these would most certainly be them but now that she had them, did she really want to learn them. Her fathers words echoed in her head. "Be careful what you wish for."
"Do you want me to leave so you can read it in private?" Lyra asked.
"If I said yes." Sasporilla looked at her and smiled. "You'd say something to the effect of 'tough luck kid. Can't always get wahtca want' and plant yourself behind me to read the letter anyway."
"You know me so well." Lyra smiled taking up a position behind her.
Sasporilla ripped open the envelope.
"Dated August 9, 1992", Sasporilla read. "This was written on my birthday 2 years ago."
The room began to whirl and spin until Sasporilla found herself standing in a blank space the colour of the parchment the letter was written on. Before her stood her father Riddonkulous Bucket.
" 'ello Sassy my darlin', " Riddonkulous smiled. She had never seen him so healthy looking and had never seen him this sober. "If you're readin' this then I'm gone and you've demanded answers. Rightfully so. I hope yer old enough to hear the truth cause yer gettin' it."
"I was an aurer but you knew that." Redonkulous smiled and took a drag of his fag. "I was the first to create a spell to reverse certain kinds of effects. When Nick and I were attacked by Dementors while followin' a lead on Voldemort I used it to reverse the dementors kiss. They called me a hero."
Riddonkulous seemed to find the space bright and put on his sun glasses and had a sip off a pint. "When I took in all that blackness of a dementor I was arrogant enough to believe my spell expunged it all from my system. I was wrong. A small part of it like a seed stayed inside me and grew. It festered in the pits of my gutts and ate me alive leavin' me feelin' cold and hollow."
Riddonkulous downed the pint as an invisible hand passes him another.
"Tried to fill the cold void inside me with drink but it was never enough. Soon I found that you and yer mum couldn't be happy around me. I was suckin' the good thoughts from everyone. I knew soon enough I'd be turnin' into the thing I tried so hard to stop from killin' Nicky an' me. Shoulda just let it take me I guess. But then I would never of had you in my life. I wasn't much of a dad, but I could'n trust that I the creature would'n harm ya. So I kept my distance. Soon the transfermation'll be complete and I'll become a bloody dementor."
Her fathers appearance became more and more Ashen. When he took off his sunglasses to rub his sore red eyes, the sunken red rings said it all. He quickly put them back on and finished another drink.
"Everyone's tried their best to stop it, reverse it or end the process. Nothin's worked. Don't feel bad fer me cause this is my doin' and my fault. I'll suffer the consequences in silence. Sassy I need you to know that I love ya an' yer ma more than ya know. My pension and insurance will take care of ya both better than I ever did. Yer ma will likely be able to stop workin' if she wants and you can get yerselves a nice little house somewheres that's not over a pub. A place with a garden fer you and Wyssy to plant flowers and sprinkle water or whatever ya do in a garden."
"How is this possible?" Sasporilla asked waving placing her fingers on her fathers hand which felt like warm flesh. Riddonkulous gently took his daughters hand in his and squatted to meet her gaze.
"This letter is very powerful magic." Riddonkulous said. "Elf magic. Miss Daisy helped me do this. Now soon you'll need more answers. Don't waste a wish on' em I'll tell you where to find them. You'll find them with Miss Daisey."
Sasporilla looked down at her feet. "I wish I'd known when you were alive father. I should have tried harder to understand. I hated you! My own father! How could I have done that when you loved us so much. You sacrificed..."
Hi hands grew cold. Sassy looked up into the dark ashen face of a dementor that began to suck the life from her. As she fell it was pulled away hissing "Sasssssporrrrillllllaaaaaaaa!"
Sasporilla Bucket awoke on her bed. A cold cloth on her forehead was turned gently by Gooseberry who smiled at her. Lyra sat to one side reading a book by the lamps light. It was dark outside the window.
"What happened?" Sasporilla asked.
"I'll tell you what happened!" Lyra snapped slamming her book shut. "You were reading the stupid letter that just said 'For answers see Miss Daisey' then you turn cold and pass out!"
Lyra plonked down on the bed beside Sasporilla. "I called for Sprout, she called for Pomfree, she called for Dumbledore and he called for this." Lyra said handing her a bar of chocolate. "Said it would make you feel better."
PLEASE REMEMBER
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, research which charities J.K.Rowling donates to, then donate to them as such.
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, research which charities J.K.Rowling donates to, then donate to them as such.