The Last True Rock Starz
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Sasporilla Bucket was very happy to be home for the summer. Buster, the black and white dog her mom had gotten was always pleased to see her. Though he spent most of his time at the Curtiss house he stll felt very much at home at number four castle road.
As much as Sassy loved being around her uncle Nick and going over yo the Curtiss house to gab with Karrys mum, every other afternoon, she missed being held by Melvin. She missed his touch and his kiss. In many ways she couldn't believe how sappy and silly she was acting. She was head over heels in love. In love with Melvin Lazarus of all people. A younger boy who was a bookish nerd who just set her on fire every time he was near.
Sasporilla tried on outfit after outfit for today's picnic. She debated going in just a pair of jeans and a tank top, which said hey buddy what's up. Then she tried on a floral sun dress which said young fresh girl looking for romance in the park. She didn't want to seem to eager. She knew that he felt the same as her and what she wore wasn't all that important. She could wear nothing at all and he'd be just as happy..... what was she thinking!?!
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Melvin Lazarus stood in his room trying to decide which t-shirt to wear under his favorite blue plaid shirt. He debated between the black Nirvana t-shirt or the Weird Sisters t-shirt. He'd blend in better in a muggle park in the Nirvana shirt but the Weird Sisters was Saspotillas favorite band.
Melvin was scent blind to the dense cloud of Axe body spray he'd put on. He grabbed his guitar case and tucked his wand into his shirts inside wand pocket. Melvin wished he could have Sassy over to his parents house some time. She would probably like his suite. He had his own living area and huge bathroom. His two bedrooms would offer more than enough room for her to sleep over respectfully apart, though there was more than enough room in his bed for two.... what was he thinking!
The Lazarus family driver met Melvin outside with the family town car. The driver held the car door open for his young charge. Melvin slid his guitar case in and jumped in behind it as the car door shut behind him.
"Watch where you're shoving your belongings young man." Mrs.Lazarus said.
"Mother?" Melvin said surprised. "Why are you coming with me?"
"Don't be dramatic dear." Mrs.Lazarus smiled judgmentally. "You aren't the only one with business in the city today dear. We'll drop you off first then come back for you after a reasonable while."
"I'll be with Sasporilla all afternoon." Melvin said. "She's made a picnic lunch and everything."
"How nice dear." Mrs.Lazarus said. "Eating on the grass like a homeless person."
"Don't start mother." Melvin said.
"I'm just saying that for someone of her station, Sasporilla Bucket most certainly does seem to prefer the life of a pauper over one more suited to her families position and title."
"I'm not sure she even knows her family has a title." Melvin said. "And her genuine simplicity is part of what I love about her."
"Your a teenage boy Melvin." His mother said. "You're a bag of uncontrollable hormones that mistakes lust for love. You don't know what real love is."
"If it's what you and father have," Melvin muttered under his breath, "then I'd rather never know real love at all."
When the car pulled up to the park Melvin could see Sasporilla over by a large ash tree laying on a blanket apparently talking to her self in a pink floral sun dress and denim jacket.
"No I could just as easily cast a spell to keep you all away while we eat." Sasporilla said as she talked to an assortment of representatives of various insect species that lived in the park. "But as you'd find it unpleasant I'd just rather ask you not to invade our picnic."
"And if we agree?" The ant asked first.
"Then I will leave you a bit of left over food and a whole piece of fruit just for you."
"Deal." The insects agreed.
Melvin walked up to the blanket carrying his guitar. "Hello my beautiful girl."
"Well hello there handsome young man." Sasporilla said sitting up, trying to strike her best sexy pose. "Want some candy?"
"Only the sweet taste of your lips." Melvin smiled putting his guitar against the tree and kneeling in beside Sassy for a kiss.
Lunch consisted of soup and ham cheese sandwiches. Sasporilla had developed quite a taste for muggle soda pop and brought four bottles of cola. A quick chilling spell kept the bottles ice cold.
After lunch Sassy kept her promise and placed a partially eaten sandwich, a full cookie and an apple down off the side of the blanket. The insects swarmed the food but continued to leave the young lovers very much alone.
Sasporilla and Melvin strapped on their guitars and started to play. They jammed for almost an hour. Sasporilla played off of Melvins lead and vice-versa. They played songs and sang. Melvin played a couple of new songs he'd written. They were hardcore songs filled with political opinion, youthful passion and angst.
"That was bloody brilliant!" Sasporilla gasped.
"Did you like it?" Melvin asked.
"Like it?" Sasporilla smiled, "I bloody loved it!"
"I have to agree young man." A familiar voice said as Myron Wagtail stepped out from around the back of the tree. "I think you might just have what it takes."
"Myron!" Sasporilla said standing to hug her dear old friend.
"Mr.Wagtail." Melvin said standing to shake his idols hand. "I'm happy you liked it, but did you really think it was that good?"
"Everything I've heard here today sounded perfect." Myron said. "Tried to plug my ears for the sweet words between snogs though."
Sasporilla and Melvin smiled at each other and blushed.
"In fact I'd like to get you into a studio to record some of your songs." Myron smiled.
"That would be awesome!" Melvin said.
"Now I would have to shop them around but I have a good feeling from what I've heard. I think you might, with the right manager and producer, and the right musicians with you that you might even cross over charts from the wizard to the muggle worlds!"
"I can't believe it!" Sasporilla said. "When I sent you the recording we made of Melvin I had no Idea he could be do big."
"Thanks for the confidence boost." Melvin said sarcastically.
"No Melvin," Sasporilla explained, "I meant I loved the song and hoped others would love your sound as much as I do. I'm just really happy for you that they do."
"Doesn't matter." Melvin said. "My mother will never go for it."
"She and I met this afternoon." Myron said. "She's a tough nut to crack and wasn't thrilled about her child bringing the moniker of Struggling Artist to the family name, but the idea of having a superstar son really caught her interest."
"That's amazing!" Melvin smiled. "When do you want me to go?"
"Tomorrow morning." Myron said. "I'll have a car pick you up and bring you to my studio. I have some musicians I think you'll like that will play with you."
"That sounds great." Melvin smiled as he turned and looked into Sasporillas excited eyes.
"I'm so happy for you Melvin." Sasporilla said. "My boyfriend the rock star!"
"I can't believe this opportunity!" Melvin said. "None of this would have happened if you hadn't sent in that recording. Thank you!"
The young couple kissed. Sassy would never tire of the melting surrender she felt when in Melvins embrace.
"Can Sasporilla come?" Melvin said.
"If you'd like her to be there then she's there!" Myron smiled. "If your groupie girl friend would like to come that is?"
"Groupie girl friend!" Sasporilla laughed. "I'm hardly a back of the tour bus bunk sock old man!"
"Oh my god!" Myron laughed. "Language! Where did you ever learn such a term?"
"From hanging around musicians and roadies at your house." Sasporilla laughed.
"I don't understand?" Melvin said.
"I'll explain it to you after." Sasporilla said. "It's an unseemly term."
"Now Sasporilla I need to steal your boy friend away, now that his mother is here." Myron said pointing to the Lazarus family town car pulling up at the parks edge. "I trust you can put this all away and get home safe?"
"Yes of course Myron." Sasporilla said kissing her friend on the cheek. "I'll be just fine."
"I'll help you pack." Melvin insisted.
"No sweet heart." Sasporilla said. "This is your moment to deal with stuffy paperwork and such. I'll be fine, it will only take a tic."
Melvin kissed Sasporilla, grabbed his guitar and ran off to the car.
"You've sent Melvin down the path he was meant to be on Sasporilla." Myron smiled.
"I just hope there is still room enough for me on his path." Sasporilla sighed.
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Melvin arrived early with his mother at the studio the next morning. Accompanied by his mother he walked up to studio number seven. Myron sat in the waiting area with two other young people. The girl was short and rather stumpy with long brown hair and the guy was tall and had died spiky blond hair.
"Ah Melvin you're here!" Myron smiled. "I'd like to introduce you to your drummer and base player."
"Hi." Melvin smiled.
"This fine young lady is Stix Murphy." Myron said.
"I understand yer the tiny little puddle a piss gobshyte that is tryin' ta get into my buddy Sasporillas knickers?" Wendy Murphy said.
Melvin could only stand there dumb founded. Eventually words came to him. "Yes?"
"Ah jaysus dat a boy!" Wendy laughed. "Wendy Murphy at yer service."
"Oh!" Melvin recognized the name from Sasporillas letters from Droorlily. "You're the drummer Sasporilla roomed with in Ireland. Nice to meet you."
"Good ta meet ya as well." Wendy said.
"And this is Devon Mislhop the third." Myron said. "He plays a mean base guitar."
"Cal me Krunk." Devon said in what Melvin thought was an American accent. "Everyone at home does."
"Are you American?" Melvin asked.
"You lookin' for fight kid?" Krunk said stepping in. "I'm Canadian."
"Oh I'm sorry." Melvin said. "I misidentified your accent."
"No probs." Krunk smiled holding out his hand.
Melvin shook the older boys hand gladly. He hadn't meant to insult the young man. The last thing he needed was a fight with a band mate on the first day.
"Ok." Myron smiled. "You three go on into the studio and jam for bit. I want to hear how you play off each other."
It was about ten thirty when Sasporilla finally arrived at the studio. She was kept in the waiting room for almost an hour before Myron happened to walk out.
"Sassy you made it!" Myron said hugging his favorite young witch. "You should have just come in."
"Sorry sir." The receptionist said. "I thought she was just some fan since her name wasn't on the list."
"Ah I see." Myron said walking over to the desk. He rummaged through the clip boards of lists until he got to the Myron Wagtail one. He turned it to the receptionist and pointed to Sassys name under VIP - ALWAYS WELCOME!
"I'm so sorry sir I'm new this week." The receptionist said.
"No worries", Myron smiled, "everyone makes mistakes. Just remember this sweet face. This girl is like a daughter to me."
"Yes sir." The receptionist said. "Sorry miss."
Myron saw Sasporilla back to the studio. The band was really rocking. Sasporilla gasped and put her hands to her mouth when she saw Melvin jumping around wailing on the guitar and her friend Wendy Murphy hammering away on the drums.
"They sound amazing." Sasporilla squealed. "They're perfect together."
"I'm happy you like them together." Myron smiled walking over to the intercom and pushing the button. "Take a pause for the cause you animals."
The band wound it up and shut it down. Melvin saw Sasporilla and waved. Murphy looked to who Melvin was waving at and grinned from ear to ear.
Murphy was first out of the booth and jumped on Sasporilla. "Sassy ye skeevy betch yer a sight fer sore arses!"
"I've missed you to you crazy Irish jewel." Sasporilla said.
"What are ya doin' here?" Wendy asked. "Ah ya've come ta take me up on my offer fer a cuddle, it's about fekin' time."
"Stop it you." Sassy laughed. "I've come to see my genius boy friend play."
"What?" Krunk laughed stepping forward arms outstretched to embrace the pink haired witch. "I don't remember us meeting but give me a half hour to jog my memory."
"I believe you'll only need thirty seconds alone for that." Sasporilla laughed.
"Ouch." Ktunk said. "Sweet burn."
"Hands off my girl." Melvin chuckled. "The pair of you."
"Hi you." Sassy smiled looking into Melvins eyes.
"Hi you." Melvin smiled as he kissed his sweet Sasporilla. "Did you like what you heard?"
"I did." Sasporilla said. "I think you all play well together."
"Are you ready to work on the first song?" Myron asked.
"You bet." Melvin said.
"After I visit da little girls room." Wendy said politely. "I have ta powder my nose and take a wicked piss."
"We have not been properly introduced." Krunk said. "I'm Devon, but my friends call me KRUNK."
"It's a pleasure to meet you KRUNK." Sasporilla smiled shaking his hand.
"Krunk is a muggle." Myron said. "His sister is the first witch in their family bloodline. She's attending the Decorria School in Ottawa."
"Canada's biggest school for witches and wizards." Krunk smiled.
"I go to Hogwarts, with Melvin." Sasporilla said.
"We're going to have to do something with your name Melvin Lazarus." Myron said. "We need something snappy."
"I always thought of Vin or Vinny." Melvin said.
"I like that." Myron said "Vin Lazarus, Vinny Arus, No."
"Vinny Laser!" Krunk said.
"Laser?" Myron asked.
"That's good!", Melvin said, "it's a muggle invention that casts a beam of condensed powerful light. It can measure straight lines over miles, burn holes in stone and even carry communications into space."
"Ok then Vinny Laser it is but we'll still spell it LAZAR." Myron said.
"Vinny Lazar." Sasporilla smiled. "Such a rock and roll name."
"Yes it' pretty cool." Vinny smiled.
"Just like my man." Sasporilla said.
"You'll have to beat the girls off with a stick." Myron laughed.
"I only have eyes for one girl." Vinny said kissing Sasporilla.
Wendy made her way back from the washroom. "Ok, all set."
"Did you wash your hands young lady?" Sassy laughed.
"No." Wendy said threatening to push her hands in Sasporillas face. "An' I had 'em wiping my arse too! Come on take a deep breath!"
"All right you three, into the studio." Myron said. "Time is money."
"I love you." Vinny said kissing his girl.
"I love you more." Sasporilla said.
The band went through Vinnys song, that he'd written for Sasporilla, three times before they finally agreed on how it show go from beginning to end. They recorded it in one take. Vinny never took his eyes off of Sasporilla while he sang to her.
"That was brilliant." Myron said. "Take five."
"They are really, really good together." Sasporilla smiled. "I mean to see them sort of an odd assortment, bit of a dead end oddity shop but they sound amazing!"
"You're bloody brilliant young lady." Myron said excitedly kissing Sassy on the top of the head and hitting the intercom switch.
"I want to run a very apropos band name past you three." Myron said. "Dead End Oddity Shop."
"I like it." Krunk said. "Any name attached to a pay cheque is a good one."
"Wow!" Murphy smiled. "Sums us up pretty damn good."
"It's perfect." Vinny said. "I was afraid you were going to suggest my name for the band name. I'd hate that. We're all equal in our band."
"What ever you say boss." Krunk said.
"Yes yer master ship." Murphy laughed.
"Sasporilla came up with it." Myron said.
"Then I love it a million times more." Vinny Lazar smiled.
"Ok you three let's try that one you were playing in the park yesterday. The political idiot song." Myron said.
"Sure." Vinny Lazar said turning back to his band mates.
It took them a bit under an hour to get it together good enough to record. Then it took them about six tries. Considering only Vinny had known the song coming in, it was amazing they'd gotten a finished song so fast.
"Ok people it's time for a meal break." Myron announced. "I had food delivered and set up in the board room. We'll feast and get back to work. If we get a third song out of you, we'll have a demo I can take around."
It was to late for lunch and to early for dinner so they just settled on calling it tea and being done with it. They had burgers, fries, Chinese food and deli. Everyone could find something to eat. Wendy watched Vinny and Sasporilla together.
"I never saw dis side a her before." Wendy Murphy said to Myron Wagtail. "She's so pat'etically in love."
"I know." Myron smiled. "I felt the same way about her mother when I was that age. Never got the chance because her boyfriend was my friend."
"Unrequited love." Murphy said. "Ya English are pat'etic. If ya love someone, tell'm an' let dem decide who day want."
"Sometimes it's not that easy." Myron sighed. "I wish it were."
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Dead End Oddity Shop did indeed record one more song that evening. It was written by Myron and was almost made for their sound. It was about loving the small things in life and staying together but it was up beat and bouncy.
At the end of the day Myron had multiple copies of the demo made up. This is where the bands work ended for the day and his really began. He would have to shop the band around a bit. He was going to release them on his own label to the magical community but he was positive he could get them a contract to a muggle label as well.
Myron Wagtail was not wrong. Within thirty six hours the band was signed to major muggle label for a three album deal. Everything moved like a whirlwind. Stylists lengthened Vinnys hair and gave him contact lenses. He hated they way they felt on his eyes but his physical discomfort and disdain for them gave him a dark brooding look. Photo sessions were held, music videos filmed, new songs were recorded. A tour bus was supplied by Myrons label. It was twice the size inside as the weird sisters bus was. They'd need the space for tutors and class rooms. Myron refused to see the children's education suffer because of this opportunity.
By summers end they had an album in stores. The Dead End Oddity Shop - In Flagrante Delicto. They were on the charts and were starting a world tour.
Sasporilla was at the studio offices at Six a.m. the morning the bus was scheduled to leave. A large crowd of screaming fans had gathered outside. It would have been hard for her to get past security except she apparated inside the buildings lobby. The band was there with their bags, a bunch of roadies going over checklists and Myron.
"Just in time." Myron said. "You know it's not to late to reconsider the offer."
"No." Sasporilla said. "If I go along I'll lose my last year at Hogwarts, and I'll be a distraction for Melvin."
"Better yer arse distractin' him den some skinny groupie betch." Murphy said.
"Not to mention", Sasporilla confided in her friends, "the way I've been feeling since he woke me with his kiss... I'm not sure I could keep our relationship appropriate."
"Sasporilla!" Vinny Lazar smiled running over to her and giving her a great big kiss.
"What were you guys talking about?" Vinny asked.
"I was just offering Sassy another chance to come with." Myron said.
"Her wishes are clear." Vinny smiled. "She wants to study hard and get inyo the university of Avalon for wand making. I respect her wishes."
"Not ta mention she's not sure she can keep her hands off ya!" Murphy laughed.
Sasporilla stomped Murphys big toe because it was more lady like then putting her fist her big mouth.
"I'm sorry?" Vinny asked.
"It's nothing." Sasporilla said. "I just wanted you to know that even though I've chosen not to go with you, you'll be in my thoughts every waking moment Melvin Lazarus. I love you and I'll miss you with all my heart. Promise you'll write to me."
"Every day." Vinny Lazar smiled. "You write back."
"Every day as well." Sasporilla said.
Sasporilla looked deep into Vinnys eyes. Her gaze pulled him closer until their lips met and they kissed, good-bye.
As much as Sassy loved being around her uncle Nick and going over yo the Curtiss house to gab with Karrys mum, every other afternoon, she missed being held by Melvin. She missed his touch and his kiss. In many ways she couldn't believe how sappy and silly she was acting. She was head over heels in love. In love with Melvin Lazarus of all people. A younger boy who was a bookish nerd who just set her on fire every time he was near.
Sasporilla tried on outfit after outfit for today's picnic. She debated going in just a pair of jeans and a tank top, which said hey buddy what's up. Then she tried on a floral sun dress which said young fresh girl looking for romance in the park. She didn't want to seem to eager. She knew that he felt the same as her and what she wore wasn't all that important. She could wear nothing at all and he'd be just as happy..... what was she thinking!?!
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Melvin Lazarus stood in his room trying to decide which t-shirt to wear under his favorite blue plaid shirt. He debated between the black Nirvana t-shirt or the Weird Sisters t-shirt. He'd blend in better in a muggle park in the Nirvana shirt but the Weird Sisters was Saspotillas favorite band.
Melvin was scent blind to the dense cloud of Axe body spray he'd put on. He grabbed his guitar case and tucked his wand into his shirts inside wand pocket. Melvin wished he could have Sassy over to his parents house some time. She would probably like his suite. He had his own living area and huge bathroom. His two bedrooms would offer more than enough room for her to sleep over respectfully apart, though there was more than enough room in his bed for two.... what was he thinking!
The Lazarus family driver met Melvin outside with the family town car. The driver held the car door open for his young charge. Melvin slid his guitar case in and jumped in behind it as the car door shut behind him.
"Watch where you're shoving your belongings young man." Mrs.Lazarus said.
"Mother?" Melvin said surprised. "Why are you coming with me?"
"Don't be dramatic dear." Mrs.Lazarus smiled judgmentally. "You aren't the only one with business in the city today dear. We'll drop you off first then come back for you after a reasonable while."
"I'll be with Sasporilla all afternoon." Melvin said. "She's made a picnic lunch and everything."
"How nice dear." Mrs.Lazarus said. "Eating on the grass like a homeless person."
"Don't start mother." Melvin said.
"I'm just saying that for someone of her station, Sasporilla Bucket most certainly does seem to prefer the life of a pauper over one more suited to her families position and title."
"I'm not sure she even knows her family has a title." Melvin said. "And her genuine simplicity is part of what I love about her."
"Your a teenage boy Melvin." His mother said. "You're a bag of uncontrollable hormones that mistakes lust for love. You don't know what real love is."
"If it's what you and father have," Melvin muttered under his breath, "then I'd rather never know real love at all."
When the car pulled up to the park Melvin could see Sasporilla over by a large ash tree laying on a blanket apparently talking to her self in a pink floral sun dress and denim jacket.
"No I could just as easily cast a spell to keep you all away while we eat." Sasporilla said as she talked to an assortment of representatives of various insect species that lived in the park. "But as you'd find it unpleasant I'd just rather ask you not to invade our picnic."
"And if we agree?" The ant asked first.
"Then I will leave you a bit of left over food and a whole piece of fruit just for you."
"Deal." The insects agreed.
Melvin walked up to the blanket carrying his guitar. "Hello my beautiful girl."
"Well hello there handsome young man." Sasporilla said sitting up, trying to strike her best sexy pose. "Want some candy?"
"Only the sweet taste of your lips." Melvin smiled putting his guitar against the tree and kneeling in beside Sassy for a kiss.
Lunch consisted of soup and ham cheese sandwiches. Sasporilla had developed quite a taste for muggle soda pop and brought four bottles of cola. A quick chilling spell kept the bottles ice cold.
After lunch Sassy kept her promise and placed a partially eaten sandwich, a full cookie and an apple down off the side of the blanket. The insects swarmed the food but continued to leave the young lovers very much alone.
Sasporilla and Melvin strapped on their guitars and started to play. They jammed for almost an hour. Sasporilla played off of Melvins lead and vice-versa. They played songs and sang. Melvin played a couple of new songs he'd written. They were hardcore songs filled with political opinion, youthful passion and angst.
"That was bloody brilliant!" Sasporilla gasped.
"Did you like it?" Melvin asked.
"Like it?" Sasporilla smiled, "I bloody loved it!"
"I have to agree young man." A familiar voice said as Myron Wagtail stepped out from around the back of the tree. "I think you might just have what it takes."
"Myron!" Sasporilla said standing to hug her dear old friend.
"Mr.Wagtail." Melvin said standing to shake his idols hand. "I'm happy you liked it, but did you really think it was that good?"
"Everything I've heard here today sounded perfect." Myron said. "Tried to plug my ears for the sweet words between snogs though."
Sasporilla and Melvin smiled at each other and blushed.
"In fact I'd like to get you into a studio to record some of your songs." Myron smiled.
"That would be awesome!" Melvin said.
"Now I would have to shop them around but I have a good feeling from what I've heard. I think you might, with the right manager and producer, and the right musicians with you that you might even cross over charts from the wizard to the muggle worlds!"
"I can't believe it!" Sasporilla said. "When I sent you the recording we made of Melvin I had no Idea he could be do big."
"Thanks for the confidence boost." Melvin said sarcastically.
"No Melvin," Sasporilla explained, "I meant I loved the song and hoped others would love your sound as much as I do. I'm just really happy for you that they do."
"Doesn't matter." Melvin said. "My mother will never go for it."
"She and I met this afternoon." Myron said. "She's a tough nut to crack and wasn't thrilled about her child bringing the moniker of Struggling Artist to the family name, but the idea of having a superstar son really caught her interest."
"That's amazing!" Melvin smiled. "When do you want me to go?"
"Tomorrow morning." Myron said. "I'll have a car pick you up and bring you to my studio. I have some musicians I think you'll like that will play with you."
"That sounds great." Melvin smiled as he turned and looked into Sasporillas excited eyes.
"I'm so happy for you Melvin." Sasporilla said. "My boyfriend the rock star!"
"I can't believe this opportunity!" Melvin said. "None of this would have happened if you hadn't sent in that recording. Thank you!"
The young couple kissed. Sassy would never tire of the melting surrender she felt when in Melvins embrace.
"Can Sasporilla come?" Melvin said.
"If you'd like her to be there then she's there!" Myron smiled. "If your groupie girl friend would like to come that is?"
"Groupie girl friend!" Sasporilla laughed. "I'm hardly a back of the tour bus bunk sock old man!"
"Oh my god!" Myron laughed. "Language! Where did you ever learn such a term?"
"From hanging around musicians and roadies at your house." Sasporilla laughed.
"I don't understand?" Melvin said.
"I'll explain it to you after." Sasporilla said. "It's an unseemly term."
"Now Sasporilla I need to steal your boy friend away, now that his mother is here." Myron said pointing to the Lazarus family town car pulling up at the parks edge. "I trust you can put this all away and get home safe?"
"Yes of course Myron." Sasporilla said kissing her friend on the cheek. "I'll be just fine."
"I'll help you pack." Melvin insisted.
"No sweet heart." Sasporilla said. "This is your moment to deal with stuffy paperwork and such. I'll be fine, it will only take a tic."
Melvin kissed Sasporilla, grabbed his guitar and ran off to the car.
"You've sent Melvin down the path he was meant to be on Sasporilla." Myron smiled.
"I just hope there is still room enough for me on his path." Sasporilla sighed.
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Melvin arrived early with his mother at the studio the next morning. Accompanied by his mother he walked up to studio number seven. Myron sat in the waiting area with two other young people. The girl was short and rather stumpy with long brown hair and the guy was tall and had died spiky blond hair.
"Ah Melvin you're here!" Myron smiled. "I'd like to introduce you to your drummer and base player."
"Hi." Melvin smiled.
"This fine young lady is Stix Murphy." Myron said.
"I understand yer the tiny little puddle a piss gobshyte that is tryin' ta get into my buddy Sasporillas knickers?" Wendy Murphy said.
Melvin could only stand there dumb founded. Eventually words came to him. "Yes?"
"Ah jaysus dat a boy!" Wendy laughed. "Wendy Murphy at yer service."
"Oh!" Melvin recognized the name from Sasporillas letters from Droorlily. "You're the drummer Sasporilla roomed with in Ireland. Nice to meet you."
"Good ta meet ya as well." Wendy said.
"And this is Devon Mislhop the third." Myron said. "He plays a mean base guitar."
"Cal me Krunk." Devon said in what Melvin thought was an American accent. "Everyone at home does."
"Are you American?" Melvin asked.
"You lookin' for fight kid?" Krunk said stepping in. "I'm Canadian."
"Oh I'm sorry." Melvin said. "I misidentified your accent."
"No probs." Krunk smiled holding out his hand.
Melvin shook the older boys hand gladly. He hadn't meant to insult the young man. The last thing he needed was a fight with a band mate on the first day.
"Ok." Myron smiled. "You three go on into the studio and jam for bit. I want to hear how you play off each other."
It was about ten thirty when Sasporilla finally arrived at the studio. She was kept in the waiting room for almost an hour before Myron happened to walk out.
"Sassy you made it!" Myron said hugging his favorite young witch. "You should have just come in."
"Sorry sir." The receptionist said. "I thought she was just some fan since her name wasn't on the list."
"Ah I see." Myron said walking over to the desk. He rummaged through the clip boards of lists until he got to the Myron Wagtail one. He turned it to the receptionist and pointed to Sassys name under VIP - ALWAYS WELCOME!
"I'm so sorry sir I'm new this week." The receptionist said.
"No worries", Myron smiled, "everyone makes mistakes. Just remember this sweet face. This girl is like a daughter to me."
"Yes sir." The receptionist said. "Sorry miss."
Myron saw Sasporilla back to the studio. The band was really rocking. Sasporilla gasped and put her hands to her mouth when she saw Melvin jumping around wailing on the guitar and her friend Wendy Murphy hammering away on the drums.
"They sound amazing." Sasporilla squealed. "They're perfect together."
"I'm happy you like them together." Myron smiled walking over to the intercom and pushing the button. "Take a pause for the cause you animals."
The band wound it up and shut it down. Melvin saw Sasporilla and waved. Murphy looked to who Melvin was waving at and grinned from ear to ear.
Murphy was first out of the booth and jumped on Sasporilla. "Sassy ye skeevy betch yer a sight fer sore arses!"
"I've missed you to you crazy Irish jewel." Sasporilla said.
"What are ya doin' here?" Wendy asked. "Ah ya've come ta take me up on my offer fer a cuddle, it's about fekin' time."
"Stop it you." Sassy laughed. "I've come to see my genius boy friend play."
"What?" Krunk laughed stepping forward arms outstretched to embrace the pink haired witch. "I don't remember us meeting but give me a half hour to jog my memory."
"I believe you'll only need thirty seconds alone for that." Sasporilla laughed.
"Ouch." Ktunk said. "Sweet burn."
"Hands off my girl." Melvin chuckled. "The pair of you."
"Hi you." Sassy smiled looking into Melvins eyes.
"Hi you." Melvin smiled as he kissed his sweet Sasporilla. "Did you like what you heard?"
"I did." Sasporilla said. "I think you all play well together."
"Are you ready to work on the first song?" Myron asked.
"You bet." Melvin said.
"After I visit da little girls room." Wendy said politely. "I have ta powder my nose and take a wicked piss."
"We have not been properly introduced." Krunk said. "I'm Devon, but my friends call me KRUNK."
"It's a pleasure to meet you KRUNK." Sasporilla smiled shaking his hand.
"Krunk is a muggle." Myron said. "His sister is the first witch in their family bloodline. She's attending the Decorria School in Ottawa."
"Canada's biggest school for witches and wizards." Krunk smiled.
"I go to Hogwarts, with Melvin." Sasporilla said.
"We're going to have to do something with your name Melvin Lazarus." Myron said. "We need something snappy."
"I always thought of Vin or Vinny." Melvin said.
"I like that." Myron said "Vin Lazarus, Vinny Arus, No."
"Vinny Laser!" Krunk said.
"Laser?" Myron asked.
"That's good!", Melvin said, "it's a muggle invention that casts a beam of condensed powerful light. It can measure straight lines over miles, burn holes in stone and even carry communications into space."
"Ok then Vinny Laser it is but we'll still spell it LAZAR." Myron said.
"Vinny Lazar." Sasporilla smiled. "Such a rock and roll name."
"Yes it' pretty cool." Vinny smiled.
"Just like my man." Sasporilla said.
"You'll have to beat the girls off with a stick." Myron laughed.
"I only have eyes for one girl." Vinny said kissing Sasporilla.
Wendy made her way back from the washroom. "Ok, all set."
"Did you wash your hands young lady?" Sassy laughed.
"No." Wendy said threatening to push her hands in Sasporillas face. "An' I had 'em wiping my arse too! Come on take a deep breath!"
"All right you three, into the studio." Myron said. "Time is money."
"I love you." Vinny said kissing his girl.
"I love you more." Sasporilla said.
The band went through Vinnys song, that he'd written for Sasporilla, three times before they finally agreed on how it show go from beginning to end. They recorded it in one take. Vinny never took his eyes off of Sasporilla while he sang to her.
"That was brilliant." Myron said. "Take five."
"They are really, really good together." Sasporilla smiled. "I mean to see them sort of an odd assortment, bit of a dead end oddity shop but they sound amazing!"
"You're bloody brilliant young lady." Myron said excitedly kissing Sassy on the top of the head and hitting the intercom switch.
"I want to run a very apropos band name past you three." Myron said. "Dead End Oddity Shop."
"I like it." Krunk said. "Any name attached to a pay cheque is a good one."
"Wow!" Murphy smiled. "Sums us up pretty damn good."
"It's perfect." Vinny said. "I was afraid you were going to suggest my name for the band name. I'd hate that. We're all equal in our band."
"What ever you say boss." Krunk said.
"Yes yer master ship." Murphy laughed.
"Sasporilla came up with it." Myron said.
"Then I love it a million times more." Vinny Lazar smiled.
"Ok you three let's try that one you were playing in the park yesterday. The political idiot song." Myron said.
"Sure." Vinny Lazar said turning back to his band mates.
It took them a bit under an hour to get it together good enough to record. Then it took them about six tries. Considering only Vinny had known the song coming in, it was amazing they'd gotten a finished song so fast.
"Ok people it's time for a meal break." Myron announced. "I had food delivered and set up in the board room. We'll feast and get back to work. If we get a third song out of you, we'll have a demo I can take around."
It was to late for lunch and to early for dinner so they just settled on calling it tea and being done with it. They had burgers, fries, Chinese food and deli. Everyone could find something to eat. Wendy watched Vinny and Sasporilla together.
"I never saw dis side a her before." Wendy Murphy said to Myron Wagtail. "She's so pat'etically in love."
"I know." Myron smiled. "I felt the same way about her mother when I was that age. Never got the chance because her boyfriend was my friend."
"Unrequited love." Murphy said. "Ya English are pat'etic. If ya love someone, tell'm an' let dem decide who day want."
"Sometimes it's not that easy." Myron sighed. "I wish it were."
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Dead End Oddity Shop did indeed record one more song that evening. It was written by Myron and was almost made for their sound. It was about loving the small things in life and staying together but it was up beat and bouncy.
At the end of the day Myron had multiple copies of the demo made up. This is where the bands work ended for the day and his really began. He would have to shop the band around a bit. He was going to release them on his own label to the magical community but he was positive he could get them a contract to a muggle label as well.
Myron Wagtail was not wrong. Within thirty six hours the band was signed to major muggle label for a three album deal. Everything moved like a whirlwind. Stylists lengthened Vinnys hair and gave him contact lenses. He hated they way they felt on his eyes but his physical discomfort and disdain for them gave him a dark brooding look. Photo sessions were held, music videos filmed, new songs were recorded. A tour bus was supplied by Myrons label. It was twice the size inside as the weird sisters bus was. They'd need the space for tutors and class rooms. Myron refused to see the children's education suffer because of this opportunity.
By summers end they had an album in stores. The Dead End Oddity Shop - In Flagrante Delicto. They were on the charts and were starting a world tour.
Sasporilla was at the studio offices at Six a.m. the morning the bus was scheduled to leave. A large crowd of screaming fans had gathered outside. It would have been hard for her to get past security except she apparated inside the buildings lobby. The band was there with their bags, a bunch of roadies going over checklists and Myron.
"Just in time." Myron said. "You know it's not to late to reconsider the offer."
"No." Sasporilla said. "If I go along I'll lose my last year at Hogwarts, and I'll be a distraction for Melvin."
"Better yer arse distractin' him den some skinny groupie betch." Murphy said.
"Not to mention", Sasporilla confided in her friends, "the way I've been feeling since he woke me with his kiss... I'm not sure I could keep our relationship appropriate."
"Sasporilla!" Vinny Lazar smiled running over to her and giving her a great big kiss.
"What were you guys talking about?" Vinny asked.
"I was just offering Sassy another chance to come with." Myron said.
"Her wishes are clear." Vinny smiled. "She wants to study hard and get inyo the university of Avalon for wand making. I respect her wishes."
"Not ta mention she's not sure she can keep her hands off ya!" Murphy laughed.
Sasporilla stomped Murphys big toe because it was more lady like then putting her fist her big mouth.
"I'm sorry?" Vinny asked.
"It's nothing." Sasporilla said. "I just wanted you to know that even though I've chosen not to go with you, you'll be in my thoughts every waking moment Melvin Lazarus. I love you and I'll miss you with all my heart. Promise you'll write to me."
"Every day." Vinny Lazar smiled. "You write back."
"Every day as well." Sasporilla said.
Sasporilla looked deep into Vinnys eyes. Her gaze pulled him closer until their lips met and they kissed, good-bye.
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