In Through the Out Door
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 28
Sasporilla levitated the old trunk she got for Christmas to the back of her caravan. They placed it about three feet from the back end.
"Ok step back a bit." Sassy said.
Penny stepped back and Sasporilla opened the trunk. A small booth popped up. Sasporilla hung up the sign saying 'BUCKET WANDS'. Carry made up a sign that said "Basic wand repairs, maintenance and cleanings."
"How much do you want to charge?" Penny asked.
"Well Mr.Olivander did specials for four sickles." Sasporilla said. "If we charged that much do you think we'd get any business?"
"Ok six sickles it is!" Penny said. "Four for you, two for the club."
"Money goes to the club?" Sasporilla asked.
"We sell in the club camp, we have club security, we pay to the club." Penny said.
"I get it." Sassy said. "Ok six it is."
Word spread fast, especially amongst the duelers that there was a wand stand open. One young broomer, in desperate need of wand maintenance, was the first customer.
"Six Sickles for repair, cleaning and maintenance? At a show like this?" The young broomer said handing over his wand. "That's a steal!"
Sasporilla took the wand with a smile and looked it over. "When was the last time you cared for your wand?"
"Never." The broomer said.
"You should have looked over at least once a year if you want it to last." Sasporilla said.
"Noted." The broomer smiled.
The wand was Maple, Manitoba Maple specifically. Twelve and one quarter inches, very pliable. Dragon heart string core. Sasporilla put on magnification lens head gear and checked it for cracks and breaks. There were several. Sasporilla started filling cracks, wiped down the wand with a damp cloth then dried it before applying lemon oil. Sassy put the wand into the tuner and set it for dragon heart string. Sassy struck the tuning fork at the side as she twisted the knob on the base until she heard harmonic resonance between the wand and the tuner. The entire process in her hands took just under five minutes.
"There you go." Sasporilla said handing the young broomer his wand. "Good as new. Give it a try."
"Lumos!" The young man cast. He looked the wand over amazed at the quality of the work. "It is just as good as new! You need to charge more!"
"Really?" Sasporilla said excited. "I'm happy you like the job."
"Very much so." The handsome young broomer said. "Here's a galleon. Up your price to that. You're worth it darling."
"Thanks." Penny said taking the money.
"Why Bucket wands if I might ask?" The broomer asked.
"Because that's my name." Sassy smiled. "Sasporilla Bucket."
"Well Ms.Bucket it's a pleasure to meet you." The broomer said holding out his hand. "My name is Charles Pendragon. No relation."
Sasporilla took the broomers hand to shake it but he gallantly tipped her hand up and kissed the back of it.
"Thank you for coming to our booth." Penny said as he walked away. "Come again, tell your brothers!"
"Ok Penny we charge a galleon!" Sassy said.
"Sounds good to me." Penny said changing the sign.
"Four for me. Three for you and three for the club." Sasporilla smiled.
"Wow thanks!" Penny said.
"You handle the cash and let's get it in advance." Sassy said. "Not all of them will be as honest or as gallant as our first customer. A very wise young witch told me not to trust these out laws."
"You catch on quick girl." Penny smiled.
The line was a dozen broomers deep within a half hour. By days end they had seen two hundred and fifty three customers. That was about one hundred and twenty five galleons for Sasporilla and sixty seven galleons for Penny and the same back to the club.
"Have a good day girls?" Uncle Chuck asked as the girls took down the booth.
"Yes sir." Sasporilla said.
"Here's the clubs cut Uncle Chuck." Penny said handing over the nearly seventy galleons.
"You made about two fifty?" Chuck asked.
"Yes." Sasporilla smiled. "Two fifty three."
"I hear you do good work." Chuck smiled.
"Customers seem happy." Sasporilla said. "I did this when I apprenticed for Mr.Olivander."
"You apprenticed for Olivander?" Chuck Warrol said amazed. "I thought you too young."
"I was eleven when I started and again when I was twelve." Sasporilla said. Then he was kidnapped. He gave me the kit and the booth to use. I hope to study with him again when he's feeling better."
"Well perhaps I'll stop by tomorrow and have you work on my wand." Chuck smiled.
"I'm looking forward to it." Sasporilla smiled.
"Come on Sassy." Penny said. "Let's get this stuff inside so we can go see Cult of the Blood Moon Wolf."
The band took the stage at half past eight. They played a selection of their hits from the past twenty years of performing. Sasporilla quite liked the combination of danceable heavy rock and blues they played. It was unlike most of what she'd heard at Broomapalooza so far. The finale of their show happened at ten forty five exactly when a large cage rose up around the stage as the full moon rose high in the air. The band began to transform before their eyes into wild slathering beasts. The entire band were werewolves.
"A-WOOOOOOOO!" A very excited and obnoxious older drunk blonde woman howled behind Sasporilla and Penny. The girls turned slowly.
"Surprise Darling!" The lady yelled.
"Hello mother." Penny sighed. "You're drunk I see."
"I hope so!" Pennys mom laughed. "I've been drinking since noon! Who's your friend?"
"This is Sasporilla mother." Penny said. "We go to school together."
Her mother muttered something into Pennys ear that was akin to whisper in the noise of the crowd.
"No mother." Penny said losing her patients with the drunken woman.
"Ah to bad." The woman said. "Since my rude daughter won't formally introduce me, because she's rude, and she's my daughter. Where was I? Oh yes! My name is Lolly Lane. It's really Lollandra but everyone calls me Lolly because...."
"Mother I think I should get you to bed." Penny said.
"Really girl!" Lolly Lane laughed. "We hardly know each other."
Sasporilla thought that statement was probably false but at the same time all to true. Penny got her moms arm around her shoulder as Sassy did the same on the other side.
"Oh hello." Lolly Lane smiled at Sasporilla. "Your cute! Remind me to introduce you to my daughter she's just about your age."
"I look forward to meeting her." Sasporilla huffed helping to support the heavy woman.
Lolly looked over at Penny. "Penny my darling daughter, I was just looking at for you. I don't remember why?"
"It will come to you I'm sure." Penny said.
The girls helped the woman back to camp. They balanced the large woman against side of her caravan as Penny opened the front door. Penny propped the door open and turned to see her mother laughing hanging in the air. Sasporilla had her wand out and was levitating the heavy woman into the caravan.
"Good thinking." Penny said.
"She's to heavy to carry up the stairs." Sassy said.
"I'm flying!" Lolly laughed as she floated inside and was dropped onto her bed.
Hands grabbed Sasporilla most inappropriately from behind. She pointed her wand behind her and cast "Stupify!" A hand grabbed the wand from her hand add tossed it to the side. Two hands clamped tightly on her shoulders and spun the young witch around.
"I thought maybe you could polish my wand now." Chuck Warrol said placing hi large hand over her mouth to stop her from screaming. Sasporilla bit a piece out of the older mans palm and snapped her fingers. She disappeared from his grasp and reappeared beside her wand, she spat out the flesh of his palm, blood covering her lips like some nightmarish clown.
"Legare!" Sasporilla cast a magical binding flying from her wand and wrapping around Pennys Uncle.
"Let me go girl." Chuck Warrol said. "You're starting a fight you can't win."
"I'm starting a fight!?!" Sasporilla screamed. "You grab me by the wazoo and cover my mouth and WANT ME TO POLISH YOUR WAND! Then you have the NERVE to say I'M STARTING A FIGHT!"
"I figured we could have a little fun." Chuck said blood dripping dime size drops onto the ground.
"Flippendo!" Sasporilla cast throwing the man into the side of his caravan.
"What's going on?" Penny asked rushing out of her mothers caravan.
"That pig grabbed me!" Sasporilla said.
"Oh shoot." Penny said as Azkaban Angels started to gather, stepping from the shadows, wands drawn.
"Put your wands down!" Penny said as she drew her own wand. "I warned all of you upon her arrival that she is my friend and that means all hands off! Even yours Uncle Chuck!"
Chuck Warrol broke through the bindings and drew his wand. "You want a fight kid then you'll have one!"
"Didn't you hear me!?!" Penny yelled. "You attack my friend then you've attacked me! You know what my fathers orders are."
"Yes." Chuck smiled. "The orders of a man doing life under the dementors kiss."
"Sasporilla." Penny said. "Get behind me."
"Perhaps it's time we stopped taking orders from your precious daddy!" Chuck laughed. Some of his boys laughed too as they backed him up.
"Are you challenging for the presidency?" Penny asked.
"No kid." Chuck laughed and cast Bombarda blowing the ground where the two girls were standing to a cloud of dust. "I've got no one to challenge so I'm taking control!"
The girls appeared on Sassys stoop as she grabbed her broom and pulled up her caravan. They disappeared and reappeared by Pennys broom.
Lolly Lane staggered out of the caravan wand drawn. "How dare you attack my daughter you traitor!"
"Bombarda Inflamary!" Pennys mother cast blowing the east side of the camp to rubble and throwing Angels in all directions.
"Get to Sara!" Lolly yelled to the girls. "You'll be safe there!"
The two girls took off into the air flying away from the burning camp as fast as they could.
"Follow me." Penny said as blast of green magical death flew past them. "Evade!"
Sasporilla followed Penny as they crisscrossed each others flight patterns and dropped down to skim the camps as they evaded the spells that tried to kill them.
Penny pointed at a well lit camp at the north side of the festival grounds. "There!"
The girls flew into the camp as fast as they could and landed. Two dozen female broomers swarmed the terrified girls, wands pointed and ready to attack.
"Who are you and what do you want?" A woman whos vest read Sergeant at Arms.
"I'm Lolly Lanes daughter!" Penny said putting her hands up and dropping her broom. Sasporilla followed suit.
"Hold up!" A voice said. An older woman with very long white hair, loosely braided, walked through the crowd of broomers. "Lower your wands."
The lady smiled when she saw it was indeed Penny, Lollys daughter, with a young woman she didn't know.
"We're sorry for intruding in your camp like this but my mother sent us." Penny said. "My Uncle finally made his move to seize control of the club."
"Are you two alright?" The old lady said.
"Yes." Sasporilla said. "They tried to kill us."
"I'm not surprised." The old lady said.
"Forgive my manners President Lane." Penny said. "This is my friend Sasporilla Bucket. Sassy this is my grand mother, President Tatiana Lane."
"Oh!" Sasporilla smiled. "I assumed as Lolly said get to Sara, I assumed you were Sara?"
The women laughed. Sasporilla felt very embarrassed.
"We are all Sara." Tatania Lane smiled. "We are the Seraphim!"
"My grand mother is World President of an all womens Broomer club."
"We'll get to know each other over tea later." Tatiana Lane said concerned. "Is your mother ok?"
"She was blowing the Angles camp to bits when she told us to come here." Penny started to cry. Sasporilla grabbed her friend and hugged her.
"Ok I want a flyby of the Angles camp in two minutes!" The old lady yelled running for her broom.
Close to a hundred witches took the air excluding Penny and Sasporilla who were ordered to set up their caravan in the presidents camp.
Sasporilla levitated the old trunk she got for Christmas to the back of her caravan. They placed it about three feet from the back end.
"Ok step back a bit." Sassy said.
Penny stepped back and Sasporilla opened the trunk. A small booth popped up. Sasporilla hung up the sign saying 'BUCKET WANDS'. Carry made up a sign that said "Basic wand repairs, maintenance and cleanings."
"How much do you want to charge?" Penny asked.
"Well Mr.Olivander did specials for four sickles." Sasporilla said. "If we charged that much do you think we'd get any business?"
"Ok six sickles it is!" Penny said. "Four for you, two for the club."
"Money goes to the club?" Sasporilla asked.
"We sell in the club camp, we have club security, we pay to the club." Penny said.
"I get it." Sassy said. "Ok six it is."
Word spread fast, especially amongst the duelers that there was a wand stand open. One young broomer, in desperate need of wand maintenance, was the first customer.
"Six Sickles for repair, cleaning and maintenance? At a show like this?" The young broomer said handing over his wand. "That's a steal!"
Sasporilla took the wand with a smile and looked it over. "When was the last time you cared for your wand?"
"Never." The broomer said.
"You should have looked over at least once a year if you want it to last." Sasporilla said.
"Noted." The broomer smiled.
The wand was Maple, Manitoba Maple specifically. Twelve and one quarter inches, very pliable. Dragon heart string core. Sasporilla put on magnification lens head gear and checked it for cracks and breaks. There were several. Sasporilla started filling cracks, wiped down the wand with a damp cloth then dried it before applying lemon oil. Sassy put the wand into the tuner and set it for dragon heart string. Sassy struck the tuning fork at the side as she twisted the knob on the base until she heard harmonic resonance between the wand and the tuner. The entire process in her hands took just under five minutes.
"There you go." Sasporilla said handing the young broomer his wand. "Good as new. Give it a try."
"Lumos!" The young man cast. He looked the wand over amazed at the quality of the work. "It is just as good as new! You need to charge more!"
"Really?" Sasporilla said excited. "I'm happy you like the job."
"Very much so." The handsome young broomer said. "Here's a galleon. Up your price to that. You're worth it darling."
"Thanks." Penny said taking the money.
"Why Bucket wands if I might ask?" The broomer asked.
"Because that's my name." Sassy smiled. "Sasporilla Bucket."
"Well Ms.Bucket it's a pleasure to meet you." The broomer said holding out his hand. "My name is Charles Pendragon. No relation."
Sasporilla took the broomers hand to shake it but he gallantly tipped her hand up and kissed the back of it.
"Thank you for coming to our booth." Penny said as he walked away. "Come again, tell your brothers!"
"Ok Penny we charge a galleon!" Sassy said.
"Sounds good to me." Penny said changing the sign.
"Four for me. Three for you and three for the club." Sasporilla smiled.
"Wow thanks!" Penny said.
"You handle the cash and let's get it in advance." Sassy said. "Not all of them will be as honest or as gallant as our first customer. A very wise young witch told me not to trust these out laws."
"You catch on quick girl." Penny smiled.
The line was a dozen broomers deep within a half hour. By days end they had seen two hundred and fifty three customers. That was about one hundred and twenty five galleons for Sasporilla and sixty seven galleons for Penny and the same back to the club.
"Have a good day girls?" Uncle Chuck asked as the girls took down the booth.
"Yes sir." Sasporilla said.
"Here's the clubs cut Uncle Chuck." Penny said handing over the nearly seventy galleons.
"You made about two fifty?" Chuck asked.
"Yes." Sasporilla smiled. "Two fifty three."
"I hear you do good work." Chuck smiled.
"Customers seem happy." Sasporilla said. "I did this when I apprenticed for Mr.Olivander."
"You apprenticed for Olivander?" Chuck Warrol said amazed. "I thought you too young."
"I was eleven when I started and again when I was twelve." Sasporilla said. Then he was kidnapped. He gave me the kit and the booth to use. I hope to study with him again when he's feeling better."
"Well perhaps I'll stop by tomorrow and have you work on my wand." Chuck smiled.
"I'm looking forward to it." Sasporilla smiled.
"Come on Sassy." Penny said. "Let's get this stuff inside so we can go see Cult of the Blood Moon Wolf."
The band took the stage at half past eight. They played a selection of their hits from the past twenty years of performing. Sasporilla quite liked the combination of danceable heavy rock and blues they played. It was unlike most of what she'd heard at Broomapalooza so far. The finale of their show happened at ten forty five exactly when a large cage rose up around the stage as the full moon rose high in the air. The band began to transform before their eyes into wild slathering beasts. The entire band were werewolves.
"A-WOOOOOOOO!" A very excited and obnoxious older drunk blonde woman howled behind Sasporilla and Penny. The girls turned slowly.
"Surprise Darling!" The lady yelled.
"Hello mother." Penny sighed. "You're drunk I see."
"I hope so!" Pennys mom laughed. "I've been drinking since noon! Who's your friend?"
"This is Sasporilla mother." Penny said. "We go to school together."
Her mother muttered something into Pennys ear that was akin to whisper in the noise of the crowd.
"No mother." Penny said losing her patients with the drunken woman.
"Ah to bad." The woman said. "Since my rude daughter won't formally introduce me, because she's rude, and she's my daughter. Where was I? Oh yes! My name is Lolly Lane. It's really Lollandra but everyone calls me Lolly because...."
"Mother I think I should get you to bed." Penny said.
"Really girl!" Lolly Lane laughed. "We hardly know each other."
Sasporilla thought that statement was probably false but at the same time all to true. Penny got her moms arm around her shoulder as Sassy did the same on the other side.
"Oh hello." Lolly Lane smiled at Sasporilla. "Your cute! Remind me to introduce you to my daughter she's just about your age."
"I look forward to meeting her." Sasporilla huffed helping to support the heavy woman.
Lolly looked over at Penny. "Penny my darling daughter, I was just looking at for you. I don't remember why?"
"It will come to you I'm sure." Penny said.
The girls helped the woman back to camp. They balanced the large woman against side of her caravan as Penny opened the front door. Penny propped the door open and turned to see her mother laughing hanging in the air. Sasporilla had her wand out and was levitating the heavy woman into the caravan.
"Good thinking." Penny said.
"She's to heavy to carry up the stairs." Sassy said.
"I'm flying!" Lolly laughed as she floated inside and was dropped onto her bed.
Hands grabbed Sasporilla most inappropriately from behind. She pointed her wand behind her and cast "Stupify!" A hand grabbed the wand from her hand add tossed it to the side. Two hands clamped tightly on her shoulders and spun the young witch around.
"I thought maybe you could polish my wand now." Chuck Warrol said placing hi large hand over her mouth to stop her from screaming. Sasporilla bit a piece out of the older mans palm and snapped her fingers. She disappeared from his grasp and reappeared beside her wand, she spat out the flesh of his palm, blood covering her lips like some nightmarish clown.
"Legare!" Sasporilla cast a magical binding flying from her wand and wrapping around Pennys Uncle.
"Let me go girl." Chuck Warrol said. "You're starting a fight you can't win."
"I'm starting a fight!?!" Sasporilla screamed. "You grab me by the wazoo and cover my mouth and WANT ME TO POLISH YOUR WAND! Then you have the NERVE to say I'M STARTING A FIGHT!"
"I figured we could have a little fun." Chuck said blood dripping dime size drops onto the ground.
"Flippendo!" Sasporilla cast throwing the man into the side of his caravan.
"What's going on?" Penny asked rushing out of her mothers caravan.
"That pig grabbed me!" Sasporilla said.
"Oh shoot." Penny said as Azkaban Angels started to gather, stepping from the shadows, wands drawn.
"Put your wands down!" Penny said as she drew her own wand. "I warned all of you upon her arrival that she is my friend and that means all hands off! Even yours Uncle Chuck!"
Chuck Warrol broke through the bindings and drew his wand. "You want a fight kid then you'll have one!"
"Didn't you hear me!?!" Penny yelled. "You attack my friend then you've attacked me! You know what my fathers orders are."
"Yes." Chuck smiled. "The orders of a man doing life under the dementors kiss."
"Sasporilla." Penny said. "Get behind me."
"Perhaps it's time we stopped taking orders from your precious daddy!" Chuck laughed. Some of his boys laughed too as they backed him up.
"Are you challenging for the presidency?" Penny asked.
"No kid." Chuck laughed and cast Bombarda blowing the ground where the two girls were standing to a cloud of dust. "I've got no one to challenge so I'm taking control!"
The girls appeared on Sassys stoop as she grabbed her broom and pulled up her caravan. They disappeared and reappeared by Pennys broom.
Lolly Lane staggered out of the caravan wand drawn. "How dare you attack my daughter you traitor!"
"Bombarda Inflamary!" Pennys mother cast blowing the east side of the camp to rubble and throwing Angels in all directions.
"Get to Sara!" Lolly yelled to the girls. "You'll be safe there!"
The two girls took off into the air flying away from the burning camp as fast as they could.
"Follow me." Penny said as blast of green magical death flew past them. "Evade!"
Sasporilla followed Penny as they crisscrossed each others flight patterns and dropped down to skim the camps as they evaded the spells that tried to kill them.
Penny pointed at a well lit camp at the north side of the festival grounds. "There!"
The girls flew into the camp as fast as they could and landed. Two dozen female broomers swarmed the terrified girls, wands pointed and ready to attack.
"Who are you and what do you want?" A woman whos vest read Sergeant at Arms.
"I'm Lolly Lanes daughter!" Penny said putting her hands up and dropping her broom. Sasporilla followed suit.
"Hold up!" A voice said. An older woman with very long white hair, loosely braided, walked through the crowd of broomers. "Lower your wands."
The lady smiled when she saw it was indeed Penny, Lollys daughter, with a young woman she didn't know.
"We're sorry for intruding in your camp like this but my mother sent us." Penny said. "My Uncle finally made his move to seize control of the club."
"Are you two alright?" The old lady said.
"Yes." Sasporilla said. "They tried to kill us."
"I'm not surprised." The old lady said.
"Forgive my manners President Lane." Penny said. "This is my friend Sasporilla Bucket. Sassy this is my grand mother, President Tatiana Lane."
"Oh!" Sasporilla smiled. "I assumed as Lolly said get to Sara, I assumed you were Sara?"
The women laughed. Sasporilla felt very embarrassed.
"We are all Sara." Tatania Lane smiled. "We are the Seraphim!"
"My grand mother is World President of an all womens Broomer club."
"We'll get to know each other over tea later." Tatiana Lane said concerned. "Is your mother ok?"
"She was blowing the Angles camp to bits when she told us to come here." Penny started to cry. Sasporilla grabbed her friend and hugged her.
"Ok I want a flyby of the Angles camp in two minutes!" The old lady yelled running for her broom.
Close to a hundred witches took the air excluding Penny and Sasporilla who were ordered to set up their caravan in the presidents camp.
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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.