Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Friendship
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 2
It was the strangest of mornings. Sasporilla started in the kitchens helping with pancakes and waffles. The house elves were in a particularly good mood and sang songs of work and joy.
The new term brought with it most of the same old classes but also some new ones. Care of magical creatures was now being run by Professor Grubbly-Plank. It was no longer as good as it was with Haggrid. That was the general consensus of all students anyway. Care of wand class was her favorite. Taught by an Irish teacher name Ms.Dingle. As expected it taught about oils and rags and how to polish your wand. It taught basic care and maintenance as well as very basic repair. However there was so much more. She knew about the different types of woods, metals and stones and what they meant and how they were used. She knew about the different cores and how they interacted with the woods and metals and stones and they all came together to form a cohesive bond with the wizard or witch that used them. Sasporilla fed on the information which she relished. However these are the usual things and not all what was strange or different about the day.
It was in the dinning room at lunch that she first encountered it. Sasporilla took her usual place at the Hufflepuff table with a small bowl of soup, half a sandwich and cup of pumpkin juice. Quarley Moon, who had sat beside her all year and never spoken more than 3 words to her, turned and smiled at her.
"Good after noon Sasporilla" Quarley Moon said.
"Good afternoon." Sassy answered a bit bewildered.
"Good afternoon Sassy." Susan Bones said sitting down next to her. "Potions after lunch. Yuk."
A strong firm hand laid gently on Sassys shoulder. Sasporilla looked up into the young handsome face of Cedric Digory. "Mind if I join you?"
This was the beginning of what was a very strange day. Everywhere Sasporilla went people were saying hello to her. Not just the kids from Hufflepuff house but from Gryphendor, Ravenclaw and even some from Slytherin.
Lyra spent the afternoon handing out 'Potters a Rotter' buttons. It was the first cause she'd latched her teeth into that people seemed to positively respond too. Her quick evolvement in Hermione Grangers Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare (S.P.E.W.) was a disaster. Though passionate about the cause, Lyras methods were often viewed as too aggressive for Hermione Granger. The last straw was the Lunchroom incident where Lyra Lee-Ashwolf chased 3 house elves over, under and through the tables in the great hall trying to force them to take a sock and thus their freedom.
It was Sasporilla who convinced Lyra, who held the quivering house elf against the wall threatening to stuff the sock in his mouth, to let the poor elf go. Sassy didn't understand why witches and wizards didn't understand that House Elf culture was one of work and service. To free them before they were ready simply wouldn't work. The house elves had to be shown what freedom offered and the wizarding community had to also learn to do for themselves and put inclusive options in place for the transitions. Then as house elves made the decision to be free, they should have the right to do so.
The Potters a Rotter buttons were all the rage in the Hufflepuff house common room. Lyra had a large bucket of them and was handing them out to everyone. Everyone laughed and smiled as they walked by Sasporilla saying hi.
Sassy walked up to Lyra who said "Hey superstar!" Lyra said pinning a button on her Best Friend.
"Superstar?" Sassy said surprised.
Lyra handed Sasporilla the bucket of buttons to hold as she dug into her bag and pulled out the latest edition of the Daily Prophet. On the front cover was a picture of Sasporilla standing below a dementor looking calm. The headline read 'YOUNG WITCH UNAFRAID OF EVIL.'
It was the strangest of mornings. Sasporilla started in the kitchens helping with pancakes and waffles. The house elves were in a particularly good mood and sang songs of work and joy.
The new term brought with it most of the same old classes but also some new ones. Care of magical creatures was now being run by Professor Grubbly-Plank. It was no longer as good as it was with Haggrid. That was the general consensus of all students anyway. Care of wand class was her favorite. Taught by an Irish teacher name Ms.Dingle. As expected it taught about oils and rags and how to polish your wand. It taught basic care and maintenance as well as very basic repair. However there was so much more. She knew about the different types of woods, metals and stones and what they meant and how they were used. She knew about the different cores and how they interacted with the woods and metals and stones and they all came together to form a cohesive bond with the wizard or witch that used them. Sasporilla fed on the information which she relished. However these are the usual things and not all what was strange or different about the day.
It was in the dinning room at lunch that she first encountered it. Sasporilla took her usual place at the Hufflepuff table with a small bowl of soup, half a sandwich and cup of pumpkin juice. Quarley Moon, who had sat beside her all year and never spoken more than 3 words to her, turned and smiled at her.
"Good after noon Sasporilla" Quarley Moon said.
"Good afternoon." Sassy answered a bit bewildered.
"Good afternoon Sassy." Susan Bones said sitting down next to her. "Potions after lunch. Yuk."
A strong firm hand laid gently on Sassys shoulder. Sasporilla looked up into the young handsome face of Cedric Digory. "Mind if I join you?"
This was the beginning of what was a very strange day. Everywhere Sasporilla went people were saying hello to her. Not just the kids from Hufflepuff house but from Gryphendor, Ravenclaw and even some from Slytherin.
Lyra spent the afternoon handing out 'Potters a Rotter' buttons. It was the first cause she'd latched her teeth into that people seemed to positively respond too. Her quick evolvement in Hermione Grangers Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare (S.P.E.W.) was a disaster. Though passionate about the cause, Lyras methods were often viewed as too aggressive for Hermione Granger. The last straw was the Lunchroom incident where Lyra Lee-Ashwolf chased 3 house elves over, under and through the tables in the great hall trying to force them to take a sock and thus their freedom.
It was Sasporilla who convinced Lyra, who held the quivering house elf against the wall threatening to stuff the sock in his mouth, to let the poor elf go. Sassy didn't understand why witches and wizards didn't understand that House Elf culture was one of work and service. To free them before they were ready simply wouldn't work. The house elves had to be shown what freedom offered and the wizarding community had to also learn to do for themselves and put inclusive options in place for the transitions. Then as house elves made the decision to be free, they should have the right to do so.
The Potters a Rotter buttons were all the rage in the Hufflepuff house common room. Lyra had a large bucket of them and was handing them out to everyone. Everyone laughed and smiled as they walked by Sasporilla saying hi.
Sassy walked up to Lyra who said "Hey superstar!" Lyra said pinning a button on her Best Friend.
"Superstar?" Sassy said surprised.
Lyra handed Sasporilla the bucket of buttons to hold as she dug into her bag and pulled out the latest edition of the Daily Prophet. On the front cover was a picture of Sasporilla standing below a dementor looking calm. The headline read 'YOUNG WITCH UNAFRAID OF EVIL.'
"But that's not what happened." Sasporilla said to Lyra handing her back the bucket. "This was taken before I even knew it was there!"
"Ya but everyone else doesn't know that." Lyra grinned handing out another button. "Half the paper is about your dad the hero cop and how he stopped a dementor by reversing the kiss and how he saved you from your own grand parents when they tried to have you murdered as a baby." "They what?" Sasporilla gasped opening the paper to read all 9 of the stories. Sasporilla wondered how much of what was written was true and how much was fabrication. The article about her said she was "Strong and Brave" and was written by Rita Skeeter so of course it was all Slug Slime. Pictures of her and her mum walking past the Queen and British PM. Pictures of the Minister of Magic giving his condolences in the reception line. A picture of Myron Wagtail giving a weeping pink haired girl a hug. This explained why everyone was suddenly talking to her. Everyone wanted to get close to anyone famous and call them friend, even if it wasn't really true. |
At breakfast the next morning everyone wanted to talk to Sasporilla about what it was like to so close to a dementor. The only other one who knew was...
"Harry Potter." The bushy haired young man said holding out his hand to her. "I just wanted to check and see that you're ok after the dementor."
"Ya." Sasporilla smiled shyly as she tried to cover over the button on her robe. "Ya i'm fine. Thanks."
"If you ever need to talk about it." Harry said. "Just, feel free. You know."
"Ya." Sasporilla nodded. "and thanks."
Eggs, bacon, bangers and beans with chips made for a quite the breakfast fry up. A hearty full English breakfast would start the day off right anywhere. Well perhaps with the exceptions of France and California.
"So what class you got next?" Lyra asked.
"Brooms with Hooch." Sasporilla said. "You?"
"Potions with Snape." Lyra said screwing up her face.
The two girls laughed as they finished up their morning meal.
"So." The voice of Billy Bombaduck interrupted as he through a wet copy of the Daily prophet onto the table. From the stench they could only guess what the liquid was. "Think your a big hero then?"
"No I don't." Sasporilla said grabbing her bag and preparing to leave for class.
"Good because your not." Billy Bombaduck yelled. "Your no hero and neither was your father. He was a drunk. Our whole town is glad he's dead."
"Watch your mouth piss-ant." Lyra said jumping to her feet ready to fight.
"Take it back Billy Bombaduck." Sasporilla said angrily. "Take it back or so help me I'll."
"You'll what?" Billy Bombaduck sneered looking into her angry eyes with hateful disdain.
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Sasporilla Bucket couldn't believe she was actually in detention. Professor McGonagall sat at the desk in front and watched as the small group of new faces read the chapter of the book she'd assigned, while the regulars flaunted her authority to sit and stare off into space.
Loud applause erupted as the queen of detention Lyra Lee-Ashwolf entered the room.
"Thank you." Lyra bowed and waived.
"Settle down students." Professor McGonagall urged.
"Now, now Minerva." Lyra said tossing her books onto her regular desk. "Don't be hard on them dear. After all they're my adoring fans."
Whoops and hollers of approval came from the back of the room.
"Never the less you will address me with the respect my position deserves and you will be on time for detention?"
"Am I not?" Lyra asked oh so innocently.
"You are 15 minutes late." Professor McGonagall chided. "Perhaps you could be more like your friend Miss Bucket and be here on time!"
"I will indeed strive to be more like Miss Bucket." Lyra said looking over at Sassy. "When faced with a bully she knew just what to do! Throw a good right hook and break his nose!"
"Lyra stop." Sasporilla said.
"Dude!" Lyra cheered. "You're my hero!"
"You don't understand." Sasporilla said looking down at her desk. "I punched another student. Yes it was Billy Bombaduck and yes he deserved it but I acted rashly and in anger. I got detention and rightly so for hurting someone. Now I've put my whole future at risk."
"How do you mean?" Lyra asked.
"My scholarship hinges on 3 things. Working for the school, making good grades and staying OUT OF TROUBLE! Now I'll lose my scholarship and have to go home to do what? Work in Flourish and Blots with my mum the rest of my bloody life?"
"Calm down Miss Bucket." Professor McGonagall said. "No one ever lost a scholarship at Hogwarts for one small indiscretion. Especially one involving such a problem child as William Bombaduck. I am happy to hear that you are contrite and understand the seriousness of the matter. This incident will leave a small black mark on this years scholarship record but I see no reason that the board would remove it from you. Now I believe your punishment has suited your crime. You are free to go."
"Thank you Professor." Sasporilla said gathering her bag.
"Ya thanks Minerva", Lyra said half way out the door, "you're a real peach."
"Not so fast Miss Lee-Ashwolf!" Professor McGonagall smiled waving her wand and pulling Lyra back into detention. "You'll be in detention until you're 157 years old."
"Harry Potter." The bushy haired young man said holding out his hand to her. "I just wanted to check and see that you're ok after the dementor."
"Ya." Sasporilla smiled shyly as she tried to cover over the button on her robe. "Ya i'm fine. Thanks."
"If you ever need to talk about it." Harry said. "Just, feel free. You know."
"Ya." Sasporilla nodded. "and thanks."
Eggs, bacon, bangers and beans with chips made for a quite the breakfast fry up. A hearty full English breakfast would start the day off right anywhere. Well perhaps with the exceptions of France and California.
"So what class you got next?" Lyra asked.
"Brooms with Hooch." Sasporilla said. "You?"
"Potions with Snape." Lyra said screwing up her face.
The two girls laughed as they finished up their morning meal.
"So." The voice of Billy Bombaduck interrupted as he through a wet copy of the Daily prophet onto the table. From the stench they could only guess what the liquid was. "Think your a big hero then?"
"No I don't." Sasporilla said grabbing her bag and preparing to leave for class.
"Good because your not." Billy Bombaduck yelled. "Your no hero and neither was your father. He was a drunk. Our whole town is glad he's dead."
"Watch your mouth piss-ant." Lyra said jumping to her feet ready to fight.
"Take it back Billy Bombaduck." Sasporilla said angrily. "Take it back or so help me I'll."
"You'll what?" Billy Bombaduck sneered looking into her angry eyes with hateful disdain.
*********
Sasporilla Bucket couldn't believe she was actually in detention. Professor McGonagall sat at the desk in front and watched as the small group of new faces read the chapter of the book she'd assigned, while the regulars flaunted her authority to sit and stare off into space.
Loud applause erupted as the queen of detention Lyra Lee-Ashwolf entered the room.
"Thank you." Lyra bowed and waived.
"Settle down students." Professor McGonagall urged.
"Now, now Minerva." Lyra said tossing her books onto her regular desk. "Don't be hard on them dear. After all they're my adoring fans."
Whoops and hollers of approval came from the back of the room.
"Never the less you will address me with the respect my position deserves and you will be on time for detention?"
"Am I not?" Lyra asked oh so innocently.
"You are 15 minutes late." Professor McGonagall chided. "Perhaps you could be more like your friend Miss Bucket and be here on time!"
"I will indeed strive to be more like Miss Bucket." Lyra said looking over at Sassy. "When faced with a bully she knew just what to do! Throw a good right hook and break his nose!"
"Lyra stop." Sasporilla said.
"Dude!" Lyra cheered. "You're my hero!"
"You don't understand." Sasporilla said looking down at her desk. "I punched another student. Yes it was Billy Bombaduck and yes he deserved it but I acted rashly and in anger. I got detention and rightly so for hurting someone. Now I've put my whole future at risk."
"How do you mean?" Lyra asked.
"My scholarship hinges on 3 things. Working for the school, making good grades and staying OUT OF TROUBLE! Now I'll lose my scholarship and have to go home to do what? Work in Flourish and Blots with my mum the rest of my bloody life?"
"Calm down Miss Bucket." Professor McGonagall said. "No one ever lost a scholarship at Hogwarts for one small indiscretion. Especially one involving such a problem child as William Bombaduck. I am happy to hear that you are contrite and understand the seriousness of the matter. This incident will leave a small black mark on this years scholarship record but I see no reason that the board would remove it from you. Now I believe your punishment has suited your crime. You are free to go."
"Thank you Professor." Sasporilla said gathering her bag.
"Ya thanks Minerva", Lyra said half way out the door, "you're a real peach."
"Not so fast Miss Lee-Ashwolf!" Professor McGonagall smiled waving her wand and pulling Lyra back into detention. "You'll be in detention until you're 157 years old."
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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.