Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Friendship
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 14
The morning owls brought letters from far and away to Hogwarts students. It was something everyone looked forward to. A chance to bring a bit of their missed love ones to them at school. That week saw many letters go back and forth.
My Dearest Sassy;
I've received your half year report card and am very happy to see you've gotten good grades. I know I've said it a thousand times my little girl but I am so proud of you.
I got a note from Professor Dumbledore on your actions that saved the girl in the lake. You are my hero.
I've cut back my hours at the shop. People treat me a bit differently after the Daily Prophet articles. They're seem more tolerant of me.
I wanted to ask you a question. As you know your father left us quite a hefty sum from his insurance and I'm collecting a widows pension from the aurers. We have enough money to get our own house if we wish it. I hoped we could be still be happy in Avonshire but there are so many bad memories and so many toxic people here. What do you think of us looking for a house somewhere away from here?
I hope all is going well.
Mum
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Dear Mum;
I think buying our own house would be amazing! I don't much like Avonshire, even though its been home, I don't much care for the Bombaducks and their intolerant iron grip on the town. To have our own home maybe with a small garden and a bedroom for both you and Miss Daisy, as well as one for me I guess, has always been a dream of mine. I know you'll make an excellent choice and leave it in your hands.
I love you and miss you mum.
Love
Sasporilla
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Dear Lyra
As expected your doing average in your classes. Your teachers comments are all to familiar. 'Needs to work harder. Has a bad attitude. Counciling recommended.' Your mother and I are disappointed and ashamed by your rebellious nature and pray it is just a phase. We've sent your allowance in wizard money as usual. It's very expensive to convert to their currency. In many ways you aren't worth the effort.
Your Father
James Ashwolf
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Dear Mom and Dad
Thanks for the cash and the kind words. Hope moms rehab is going well and hope that current case of insider trading doesn't find you jail by summer vacation. How is moms boy toy and your 3 mistresses?
Life is pretty good here and I'm considering staying in school 2 more years just to cost you the tuition.
Understand that once I leave school and establish myself in whatever I choose to do, you'll never have to worry about me embarrassing you again because I'm as disappointed and embarrassed of you as you are of me.
Go to hell.
Love Lyra Lee-Ashwolf
like it or not.
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Dear Sasporilla;
Myron Wagtail, your friend here. Just wanted touch base with you and see how things are going? I am writing some new songs and working on a couple of other projects. As much as they are like family to me sometimes I need a break from the other members of the band. They have a different world view from mine. They all have dark leanings where as I don't.
I may have a surprise for you coming up soon but it will depend on your mum. I have been in contact with her. She's a nice lady and I hope you feel lucky to have her as your mum.
I've heard your grades are good and your friend Lyra sounds pretty out of this world. People like her can bring great adventure into your life and they can bring just as much trouble. I know you have good sense and strong morals. Follow your heart and you'll always be fine.
Be a good girl and I hope you write soon;
Myron Wagtail
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Dear Myron;
Hi it's Sasporilla. Yes things are good at school. I'm happy to hear your writing new songs. Your music always takes me away to a special place.
I learned something kind of strange and not quite sure how to tell you. I am part house elf. My great grand father on the Bucket side was actually the Head of the Bucket House elves. Because of this i'm secretly being trained in the ways of elf magic by elves. I know that in our society people look down upon house elves but I am trusting you are not one of those who do. As to do so would mean you look down on me. I know that as my friend we've both seen something special in each other and I trust you enough to tell you this.
I can't wait for the summer to get home and pick up mums guitar again. I love playing but I don't have one of my own. I'll get one someday soon when I earn a bit of money of my own.
I have some home work to finish so I'll end my letter here.
With love your friend;
Sasporilla
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Dearest Sasporilla;
I am pleased with the progress you've made. Both Drooble and Weerlow have glowing praises for your efforts and success. Soon I will come to teach you about the air. Once you know this you'll be ready for fire.
Going with your mother to look at houses this morning. I will of course move my home to be with yours. We are family and nothing can pull us apart. Your mother is looking in both magical and muggle communities. I feel she'd be happiest in a muggle area away from the snobbery of wizards.
Big hugs muffin
Miss Daisy.
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My dearest Lyra;
I don't know what you said to your father this time that is making him talk of writing you out of the will and cutting off your trust fund but whatever you said I applaud you. I've dropped a little extra in the girls only account. Just in case.
I'm back from my 28 day sabbatical and am so happy to see your father hasn't dismantled mommies bar. It's almost happy hour. I threw some fun money in so have some fun pumpkin.
Mommy
*************************************
The final letter of the week came with a package. 4 owls carried the rather heavy box into the great hall as breakfast was almost over. They dropped it right across Sasporilla and Lyras breakfast splashing oatmeal and eggs in all directions. The girls sat there covered from head to toe in food. When they looked at each other they couldn't help but laugh.
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Dear Sasporilla;
I didn't know you played guitar! The secret to getting better at it is practising every day. I know that's hard when you're stuck playing your mums guitar and it's in Essex. So I thought I would send you a guitar that you can keep for your very own.
Your friend
Myron Wagtail
*************************************
Inside the heavy wooden crate was Glibtone 4001. Its rounded corners and long neck were classic rock n' roll in the wizarding world. Though usually in Black or Red Myron had this ones body custom made in the same colour pink as Sassys hair.
Sasporilla pulled the guitar from its box. She flicked on the switch and the small silver cone in the body started to vibrate. She struck a high 'C' chord and nearly blew the windows out of the hall. Glasses burst along the table spraying students in Pumpkin juice.
"Sorry." Sasporilla cringed.
Lyra burst into laughter falling backwards off her chair.
The morning owls brought letters from far and away to Hogwarts students. It was something everyone looked forward to. A chance to bring a bit of their missed love ones to them at school. That week saw many letters go back and forth.
My Dearest Sassy;
I've received your half year report card and am very happy to see you've gotten good grades. I know I've said it a thousand times my little girl but I am so proud of you.
I got a note from Professor Dumbledore on your actions that saved the girl in the lake. You are my hero.
I've cut back my hours at the shop. People treat me a bit differently after the Daily Prophet articles. They're seem more tolerant of me.
I wanted to ask you a question. As you know your father left us quite a hefty sum from his insurance and I'm collecting a widows pension from the aurers. We have enough money to get our own house if we wish it. I hoped we could be still be happy in Avonshire but there are so many bad memories and so many toxic people here. What do you think of us looking for a house somewhere away from here?
I hope all is going well.
Mum
*************************************
Dear Mum;
I think buying our own house would be amazing! I don't much like Avonshire, even though its been home, I don't much care for the Bombaducks and their intolerant iron grip on the town. To have our own home maybe with a small garden and a bedroom for both you and Miss Daisy, as well as one for me I guess, has always been a dream of mine. I know you'll make an excellent choice and leave it in your hands.
I love you and miss you mum.
Love
Sasporilla
*************************************
Dear Lyra
As expected your doing average in your classes. Your teachers comments are all to familiar. 'Needs to work harder. Has a bad attitude. Counciling recommended.' Your mother and I are disappointed and ashamed by your rebellious nature and pray it is just a phase. We've sent your allowance in wizard money as usual. It's very expensive to convert to their currency. In many ways you aren't worth the effort.
Your Father
James Ashwolf
*************************************
Dear Mom and Dad
Thanks for the cash and the kind words. Hope moms rehab is going well and hope that current case of insider trading doesn't find you jail by summer vacation. How is moms boy toy and your 3 mistresses?
Life is pretty good here and I'm considering staying in school 2 more years just to cost you the tuition.
Understand that once I leave school and establish myself in whatever I choose to do, you'll never have to worry about me embarrassing you again because I'm as disappointed and embarrassed of you as you are of me.
Go to hell.
Love Lyra Lee-Ashwolf
like it or not.
*************************************
Dear Sasporilla;
Myron Wagtail, your friend here. Just wanted touch base with you and see how things are going? I am writing some new songs and working on a couple of other projects. As much as they are like family to me sometimes I need a break from the other members of the band. They have a different world view from mine. They all have dark leanings where as I don't.
I may have a surprise for you coming up soon but it will depend on your mum. I have been in contact with her. She's a nice lady and I hope you feel lucky to have her as your mum.
I've heard your grades are good and your friend Lyra sounds pretty out of this world. People like her can bring great adventure into your life and they can bring just as much trouble. I know you have good sense and strong morals. Follow your heart and you'll always be fine.
Be a good girl and I hope you write soon;
Myron Wagtail
*************************************
Dear Myron;
Hi it's Sasporilla. Yes things are good at school. I'm happy to hear your writing new songs. Your music always takes me away to a special place.
I learned something kind of strange and not quite sure how to tell you. I am part house elf. My great grand father on the Bucket side was actually the Head of the Bucket House elves. Because of this i'm secretly being trained in the ways of elf magic by elves. I know that in our society people look down upon house elves but I am trusting you are not one of those who do. As to do so would mean you look down on me. I know that as my friend we've both seen something special in each other and I trust you enough to tell you this.
I can't wait for the summer to get home and pick up mums guitar again. I love playing but I don't have one of my own. I'll get one someday soon when I earn a bit of money of my own.
I have some home work to finish so I'll end my letter here.
With love your friend;
Sasporilla
*************************************
Dearest Sasporilla;
I am pleased with the progress you've made. Both Drooble and Weerlow have glowing praises for your efforts and success. Soon I will come to teach you about the air. Once you know this you'll be ready for fire.
Going with your mother to look at houses this morning. I will of course move my home to be with yours. We are family and nothing can pull us apart. Your mother is looking in both magical and muggle communities. I feel she'd be happiest in a muggle area away from the snobbery of wizards.
Big hugs muffin
Miss Daisy.
*************************************
My dearest Lyra;
I don't know what you said to your father this time that is making him talk of writing you out of the will and cutting off your trust fund but whatever you said I applaud you. I've dropped a little extra in the girls only account. Just in case.
I'm back from my 28 day sabbatical and am so happy to see your father hasn't dismantled mommies bar. It's almost happy hour. I threw some fun money in so have some fun pumpkin.
Mommy
*************************************
The final letter of the week came with a package. 4 owls carried the rather heavy box into the great hall as breakfast was almost over. They dropped it right across Sasporilla and Lyras breakfast splashing oatmeal and eggs in all directions. The girls sat there covered from head to toe in food. When they looked at each other they couldn't help but laugh.
*************************************
Dear Sasporilla;
I didn't know you played guitar! The secret to getting better at it is practising every day. I know that's hard when you're stuck playing your mums guitar and it's in Essex. So I thought I would send you a guitar that you can keep for your very own.
Your friend
Myron Wagtail
*************************************
Inside the heavy wooden crate was Glibtone 4001. Its rounded corners and long neck were classic rock n' roll in the wizarding world. Though usually in Black or Red Myron had this ones body custom made in the same colour pink as Sassys hair.
Sasporilla pulled the guitar from its box. She flicked on the switch and the small silver cone in the body started to vibrate. She struck a high 'C' chord and nearly blew the windows out of the hall. Glasses burst along the table spraying students in Pumpkin juice.
"Sorry." Sasporilla cringed.
Lyra burst into laughter falling backwards off her chair.
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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, 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.