Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Friendship
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 4
A fresh coat of snow had fallen overnight turning the Hogwarts grounds into a winter wonderland. Sasporilla ran up to the owlry as fast as she could after her shift in the kitchens. She needed to get hold of one of the schools owls to send her weekly letter home. It would be a day early but she had questions that needed answering. Handing the envelope to old gray barn owl she asked the bird very politely to deliver the letter to her home address. The owl was very impressed with manners of this young witch. Perhaps he would not "accidentally" loose this letter on route to its destination. Sasporilla watched as the owl flew off into the sunrise then made her way back down for breakfast.
Dear Mum;
I know by now that you've seen the Daily Prophet Dated January 9 with my picture on the front page standing beneath that dementor like the clueless git that I am. I thought the tribute article to dad was nice. I wonder though about the accuracy of some of the other things that were written, as accounts of my bravery were greatly and wholly exaggerated. I am of course referring to the story about my grand parents and their attempt on my life as a child. The article said dad put a spell on me for protection from them. That that's why they never came around and why my hair is pink. Are these facts or lies. I need the truth please.
When I got back from the funeral I found a letter from dad had appeared in my wish box. I know now what happened and why he kept away. For years I thought he didn't love us any more and then that he was just a drunk. Now I know better and know he loved us.
Life here has gotten much better now that I have Lyra and Gooseberry to talk to. A lot of the kids are talking to me now because of the news paper but I don't expect that to last. Even Harry Potter said hello to me. I must admit the attention was a bit unnerving at first but I must admit I rather enjoy it.
I am enclosing a note for Miss Daisy as well. Can you please pass it on to her as it is a matter of some urgency.
Thank you
I love you and miss you all the time;
Sasporilla
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Dear Miss Daisy;
I hope my note finds you well. I miss you and your smile. My dad said that when I needed answers I should turn to you. I have but one question. Am I part elf? Drooble the house elf insists I am and professor Flitwick did everything not to say it. If I am I just want to know the truth. To many things have been kept from me, maybe for my own good, but I need to know who I am and why.
With Love
Sasporilla
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It was at dinner that Cedric Digory quietly announced to the table that he had discovered the answer to the Riddle of the dragons egg. Sasporilla hadn't seen the first challenge of the Tri-wizard tournament because her schedule kept her in the laundry on that day. She had heard many times, at meals and in the common room, of the bravery of Cedric Digory as he stood face to face with a fire breathing dragon armed with only a wand and his knowledge of spells. Sasporilla wondered if, like the story of her in the Daily Prophet, just how much of it was accurate. Cedric Digory wouldn't tell them just what secrets the egg held but he did say he had discovered them in the bath.
It was after dinner Sasporilla and Gooseberry decided to go for a walk up the snowy north hill behind the castle. Gooseberry told Sasporilla of her day. A wondrous tale of adventure nicking fruit from places and eating it in the comfort of her little house.
"Your quite the rapscallion." Sasporilla laughed at Gooseberry.
"You were always quite the rapscallion yourself." A small voice said from beside her.
Sasporilla jumped sideways surprised by the sudden appearance of her families elf Miss Daisy dressed in a pretty blue and white coat and hat.
"Miss Daisy!" Sasporilla said gently hugging the fragile old elf. "What are you doing here?"
"Why Sasporilla Imaginarium Bucket you only sent the letter to me this morning." Miss Daisy laughed. "Have you forgotten already?"
"No I mean...." Sasporilla began.
"I bring you answers dear heart." Miss Daisy said stroking the young girls cheek. "Come let's sit on the stone bench by the north garden and talk."
As the three of them walked to the North garden they exchanged pleasantries. "Yes everything was fine here. Oh yes your mother is doing very well. No my grades are above expectations. Yes I imagine your mother will continue to work."
Sasporilla and Miss Daisy snuggled up on the stone bench over looking the snow covered garden. They sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity until Miss Daisy spoke.
"My fathers name was Fingus. He was the head of the Bucket House elves a century ago. In the house of your fathers family under his master Happenstance Bucket and Mrs.Felicity. He was Kind, loving and obedient. Perhaps to a fault. He raised me and sisters to respect the Buckets and serve them faithfully."
"But you came from my moms family." Sasporilla said. "The Bents."
"Yes." Miss Daisy said looking down. "You see child, my father was just a house elf to Happenstance Bucket but to Felicity he was much, much more. The two of them were not in love but Felicity often used my father to fulfill her wanton needs. It wasn't a problem until she got pregnant with my half brother, your grandfather Woodrow Bucket.
It was very clear by the look of the boy that he was Fingus' child and not master Happenstances. It caused an unspeakable scandal in the wizarding community. Fingus was freed and left to his own devices to make it in the world, alone and disgraced."
"So my grandfather was your half brother." Sasporilla said.
"Yes." Miss Daisy smiled. "Your fathers father."
"But what about the rest of your family." Sasporilla asked concerned.
"My sisters and I were sold to other wizarding families." Miss Daisy sighed. "I was taken by the Bent family and my ownership was passed down through the generations. That is how I came to be with your mother who freed me and gave me both a paying job and a home."
"I always considered you family", Sasporilla said as she hugged Miss Daisy, "but to find out you actually are, fills me with such joy!"
Gooseberry joined in on the hug wrapping her little arms around Miss Daisy's ear.
"I'm happy you feel that way my great grandniece." Miss Daisy laughed. "For I have loved you since the moment we first met in your mums hospital room."
The pair sat silent for a moment holding hands tightly. Both afraid that to let go may some how end the magic of this wonderful moment.
"Now girl." Miss Daisy said seriously. "I need you to listen to me very closely. Now that you've seen the fabric of magic..."
"You know about that?" Sasporilla asked surprised.
"Yes." Miss Daisy said waving her hand. "Cousin Filious informed of it."
"Cousin?" Sasporilla was bewildered to find out her Charms teacher was somehow related to her as well.
"Yes you have many cousins here amongst the elves." Miss Daisy mused. "But please allow me to continue!"
"Sorry." Sasporilla said shutting up.
"A dark time is coming. Dark forces stir in the shadows. They will not step into the light but will make the world dark around them so that all falls in shadow."
Sasporilla felt a cold shiver run up her spine that had little to do with the northern winter weather.
"You know the basics of your power. That you draw on nature. You've seen the strands and know of weaving. You know how the wizards use the strands and words to form spells. You know how to use them all to get by between the elf ways and theirs. However there is still so much you need to learn. You must master the 5 elements."
"I thought there was only 4 elements?" Sasporilla asked as Miss Daisy quickly placed her finger across the girls lips.
"There are 5." Miss Daisy insisted. "Earth, air, fire, water and Love. Once you've mastered these you'll be ready to move forward. Drooble can help you with water and fire. Seek him out for further study. For earth I need you to go see Weerlow in the dark forest. He's a bit of a hermit but he's the best one to help you. As for Air there is no one better than I. I will pop in from time to time and we will work together on this."
"I'm not allowed into the dark forest." Sasporilla said below Miss Daisy's finger. "I'll get in trouble."
"I'll see what I can work out with Albus." Miss Daisy said removing her finger and standing up. "He owes me one or two favors. Now give me a hug girl and I'll be about my business."
With the biggest hug of her life, Sasporilla thanked the small elf who then disappeared in a puff. The walk back to the castle found her brain alive with answers but with even more questions.
A fresh coat of snow had fallen overnight turning the Hogwarts grounds into a winter wonderland. Sasporilla ran up to the owlry as fast as she could after her shift in the kitchens. She needed to get hold of one of the schools owls to send her weekly letter home. It would be a day early but she had questions that needed answering. Handing the envelope to old gray barn owl she asked the bird very politely to deliver the letter to her home address. The owl was very impressed with manners of this young witch. Perhaps he would not "accidentally" loose this letter on route to its destination. Sasporilla watched as the owl flew off into the sunrise then made her way back down for breakfast.
Dear Mum;
I know by now that you've seen the Daily Prophet Dated January 9 with my picture on the front page standing beneath that dementor like the clueless git that I am. I thought the tribute article to dad was nice. I wonder though about the accuracy of some of the other things that were written, as accounts of my bravery were greatly and wholly exaggerated. I am of course referring to the story about my grand parents and their attempt on my life as a child. The article said dad put a spell on me for protection from them. That that's why they never came around and why my hair is pink. Are these facts or lies. I need the truth please.
When I got back from the funeral I found a letter from dad had appeared in my wish box. I know now what happened and why he kept away. For years I thought he didn't love us any more and then that he was just a drunk. Now I know better and know he loved us.
Life here has gotten much better now that I have Lyra and Gooseberry to talk to. A lot of the kids are talking to me now because of the news paper but I don't expect that to last. Even Harry Potter said hello to me. I must admit the attention was a bit unnerving at first but I must admit I rather enjoy it.
I am enclosing a note for Miss Daisy as well. Can you please pass it on to her as it is a matter of some urgency.
Thank you
I love you and miss you all the time;
Sasporilla
***************************
Dear Miss Daisy;
I hope my note finds you well. I miss you and your smile. My dad said that when I needed answers I should turn to you. I have but one question. Am I part elf? Drooble the house elf insists I am and professor Flitwick did everything not to say it. If I am I just want to know the truth. To many things have been kept from me, maybe for my own good, but I need to know who I am and why.
With Love
Sasporilla
**********************
It was at dinner that Cedric Digory quietly announced to the table that he had discovered the answer to the Riddle of the dragons egg. Sasporilla hadn't seen the first challenge of the Tri-wizard tournament because her schedule kept her in the laundry on that day. She had heard many times, at meals and in the common room, of the bravery of Cedric Digory as he stood face to face with a fire breathing dragon armed with only a wand and his knowledge of spells. Sasporilla wondered if, like the story of her in the Daily Prophet, just how much of it was accurate. Cedric Digory wouldn't tell them just what secrets the egg held but he did say he had discovered them in the bath.
It was after dinner Sasporilla and Gooseberry decided to go for a walk up the snowy north hill behind the castle. Gooseberry told Sasporilla of her day. A wondrous tale of adventure nicking fruit from places and eating it in the comfort of her little house.
"Your quite the rapscallion." Sasporilla laughed at Gooseberry.
"You were always quite the rapscallion yourself." A small voice said from beside her.
Sasporilla jumped sideways surprised by the sudden appearance of her families elf Miss Daisy dressed in a pretty blue and white coat and hat.
"Miss Daisy!" Sasporilla said gently hugging the fragile old elf. "What are you doing here?"
"Why Sasporilla Imaginarium Bucket you only sent the letter to me this morning." Miss Daisy laughed. "Have you forgotten already?"
"No I mean...." Sasporilla began.
"I bring you answers dear heart." Miss Daisy said stroking the young girls cheek. "Come let's sit on the stone bench by the north garden and talk."
As the three of them walked to the North garden they exchanged pleasantries. "Yes everything was fine here. Oh yes your mother is doing very well. No my grades are above expectations. Yes I imagine your mother will continue to work."
Sasporilla and Miss Daisy snuggled up on the stone bench over looking the snow covered garden. They sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity until Miss Daisy spoke.
"My fathers name was Fingus. He was the head of the Bucket House elves a century ago. In the house of your fathers family under his master Happenstance Bucket and Mrs.Felicity. He was Kind, loving and obedient. Perhaps to a fault. He raised me and sisters to respect the Buckets and serve them faithfully."
"But you came from my moms family." Sasporilla said. "The Bents."
"Yes." Miss Daisy said looking down. "You see child, my father was just a house elf to Happenstance Bucket but to Felicity he was much, much more. The two of them were not in love but Felicity often used my father to fulfill her wanton needs. It wasn't a problem until she got pregnant with my half brother, your grandfather Woodrow Bucket.
It was very clear by the look of the boy that he was Fingus' child and not master Happenstances. It caused an unspeakable scandal in the wizarding community. Fingus was freed and left to his own devices to make it in the world, alone and disgraced."
"So my grandfather was your half brother." Sasporilla said.
"Yes." Miss Daisy smiled. "Your fathers father."
"But what about the rest of your family." Sasporilla asked concerned.
"My sisters and I were sold to other wizarding families." Miss Daisy sighed. "I was taken by the Bent family and my ownership was passed down through the generations. That is how I came to be with your mother who freed me and gave me both a paying job and a home."
"I always considered you family", Sasporilla said as she hugged Miss Daisy, "but to find out you actually are, fills me with such joy!"
Gooseberry joined in on the hug wrapping her little arms around Miss Daisy's ear.
"I'm happy you feel that way my great grandniece." Miss Daisy laughed. "For I have loved you since the moment we first met in your mums hospital room."
The pair sat silent for a moment holding hands tightly. Both afraid that to let go may some how end the magic of this wonderful moment.
"Now girl." Miss Daisy said seriously. "I need you to listen to me very closely. Now that you've seen the fabric of magic..."
"You know about that?" Sasporilla asked surprised.
"Yes." Miss Daisy said waving her hand. "Cousin Filious informed of it."
"Cousin?" Sasporilla was bewildered to find out her Charms teacher was somehow related to her as well.
"Yes you have many cousins here amongst the elves." Miss Daisy mused. "But please allow me to continue!"
"Sorry." Sasporilla said shutting up.
"A dark time is coming. Dark forces stir in the shadows. They will not step into the light but will make the world dark around them so that all falls in shadow."
Sasporilla felt a cold shiver run up her spine that had little to do with the northern winter weather.
"You know the basics of your power. That you draw on nature. You've seen the strands and know of weaving. You know how the wizards use the strands and words to form spells. You know how to use them all to get by between the elf ways and theirs. However there is still so much you need to learn. You must master the 5 elements."
"I thought there was only 4 elements?" Sasporilla asked as Miss Daisy quickly placed her finger across the girls lips.
"There are 5." Miss Daisy insisted. "Earth, air, fire, water and Love. Once you've mastered these you'll be ready to move forward. Drooble can help you with water and fire. Seek him out for further study. For earth I need you to go see Weerlow in the dark forest. He's a bit of a hermit but he's the best one to help you. As for Air there is no one better than I. I will pop in from time to time and we will work together on this."
"I'm not allowed into the dark forest." Sasporilla said below Miss Daisy's finger. "I'll get in trouble."
"I'll see what I can work out with Albus." Miss Daisy said removing her finger and standing up. "He owes me one or two favors. Now give me a hug girl and I'll be about my business."
With the biggest hug of her life, Sasporilla thanked the small elf who then disappeared in a puff. The walk back to the castle found her brain alive with answers but with even more questions.
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.