Of Love & Bottles
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Snow fell gently on an abandoned children's play ground. Three cloaked figures stepped through the early morning mist, between the loose chains from broken swings and around the rotted wooden teeter-totter. The old merry go round was the target. Once a device which brought joy to the muggle children of Essex, now a desolate rusting hulk in the center of a forgotten, over grown play park.
Sasporilla Bucket lowered the hood of her purple cloak, breathing in the crisp morning air as she looked around.
"Looks like the coast is clear." Sasporilla said as Karry and Zac Curtiss lowered their hoods.
"Good." Karry smiled. "This was kind of a public place to put a portkey."
"Yes but no one uses this old park anymore." Zac laughed. "Not even many muggles even walk past here."
"What time is the portkey set to use?" Karry asked.
"Five am on the dot." Sasporilla smiled. "Two minutes."
"Best get at it then!" Zac said.
"What time will it be when we arrive in Sydney?" Sasporilla asked.
"Seven p.m." Karry smiled.
The three friends reached out and grabbed a rusty handle of the merry go round as Zac counted down. "Six... five.... four... three... two... one...HERE WE GO!"
Everything started to spin as they grabbed on even tighter. This was by no way any of their first time using a port key. They squealed with youthful delight as they took the ride of their lives.
"Ok let go in three... two... one... let go!!!" Zac called out as they fell back to earth. Zac jogged his way down. Karry landed like an Olympic gymnast winning a gold medal. Sasporilla landed squarely on her feet, lost her balance and fell forward. Karry and Zac laughed as they helped their friend to her feet.
"Shut up." Sasporilla laughed. "I haven't used a port key in ten bloody years."
"Better than any amusement park ride." Zac smiled.
Sasporilla looked around to get her bearings. They had arrived in a parking lot between strategically parked buses and trailers.
"Who are you?" A large man with long dark hair asked.
"We're friends of Myron." Sasporilla said.
"Oh are you now?" The large man asked skeptically as he grabbed a small black box from his belt. Holding the small box up to his face he pushed a small button on its side. "Found three intruders in lot 'D' they say they're friends of Big M."
An unintelligible voice crackled and mumbled from the box.
"Ya pink hair." The man said. "With a tall guy and fair haired stacked girl."
"Oy!" Karry protested.
"That's my wife mate." Zac said getting his back up.
"Ya I'll bring them up." The man said clasping the box back on his belt. "No offence meant. Follow me."
The trio followed the man who called himself "DOG" to the back stage security point.
"All right." Dog smiled handing each of them a lanyard with a pass on it. "Hang these round your necks. Don't take them off. Don't lose them. You can go anywhere in the show with these. Mr.Wagtail is waiting for you, through that door, room at the end of the hall."
Sasporilla Bucket stepped through the door into the stadium followed by Karry and Zac. The hall was alive with roadies moving equipment, people with last minute jobs to do pushing past hurriedly, and rich fans enjoying the back stage experience before the show. A young lady stepped out of green door and ran for a washroom looking conspicuously sick from excess. As the door closed Sasporilla saw Vinny Lazar sitting on a couch, leaned back playing guitar, a girl snuggling into his side, her head on his shoulder. Her sad eyes locked onto his for just a second as the door shut.
As they walked on down the hall the green door burst open.
"Hey???" Vinny Lazar called to them. "Don't I know you?"
Sasporilla turned her face filled with hope.
"You're Karry Curtiss!" Vinny pointed with a struggled look of remembrance on his face. "And you're..... Zac! From Hogwarts!!!"
"Yes." Karry smiled politely seeing Sasporillas heart sink. "Thought we'd all pop by for the show."
"Nice." Vinny smiled. "Who's your friend?"
"I'm no one." Sasporilla said feeling very down.
"Oh?" Vinny said taking Sassy's hand and kissing the back of it. "Everyone is someone. Especially you. You're... the most beautiful woman I've ever met."
Sasporilla blushed and took her hand back.
"Yes." Sassy said. "You told me that a long time ago when we met on the Hogwarts express. I'm Karry's friend Sasporilla."
"Really?" Vinny said surprised. "I have a good memory gor names and faces and I would have remembered yours!"
"Vinny," a sweet young voice cooed from the door way of the green room. "Come back."
"Rock and roll." Vinny said heading back into the room.
"I'm so sorry Sasporilla." Karry said.
"So am I." Sassy said.
The trio made their way to the door at the end of the hall. Sasporilla barely got one knock out of her before the door flung open and Myron grabbed her in s big loving bear hug.
"Glad I didn't knock." Zac laughed.
Karry elbowed him gently in the sides with a playful smirk.
"It's so good to see you my Sasporilla." Myron said not wanting to let her go. "It's been to long."
"Every day away is to long." Sasporilla smiled.
"All of you come in." Myron smiled.
Sasporilla walked into the large office and sat on one of the couches next to one of Myrons guitars. Karry and Zac sat down next to her with Myron sitting on the coffee table before them.
"Ok so tell me what you need me to do?" Myron asked. "What's the plan?"
"If our information is correct." Sasporilla said. "Mrs.Lazarus watches the show from stage left."
"Yes that's correct." Myron nodded.
"When Melv..." Sasporilla stopped to correct herself, "When Vinny starts playing the song he wrote for me, Zac will stand up from his seat in the front row. Karry will appear stage right. Wendy will keep her eye on Mrs.Lazarus and will stop her if she tries to go through the back of the stage. I will come up from behind her so we can... chat."
"What do you need me to do?" Myron asked.
"We need you to distract security." Karry said. "When the third song starts."
"I think I'll have my hands full with Mrs.Lazarus." sassy said. "She's probably tougher than she looks."
"Ya well so are you." Myron smiled clasping Sasporillas hands.
"Yes well let's hope she's underestimated me." Sasporilla grinned.
The opening band "CORNOCOPIA" took their bows and vacated the stage. A funny looking little man dressed as a janitor came out onto stage and started to sweep. The audience played little attention to the man until he accidentally hit one of the guitars, knocking it over from its stand, sending it crashing to the stage with a loud feedback whine. One Amplifier blew in a puff of smoke. Then another, and another as the explosions cascaded across the stage. Flames shot ip, sparks flew and smoke rolled across the stage. The old cleaner cowered in fear until the smoke rolled over him. The audience yelled with concern and protest.
As the smoke cleared, the old man was now young. It was Vinny Lazar! His wand tucked up the sleeve of his jacket he cast "ACIO GUITAR." His faithful electric six string flew from stage right into his hand, and he started to play. The rest of the band took their cue and appeared through the quickly dissipating smoke, and started to play.
The crowd was amazed. The entire stage had been cleared and the set changed in a puff of smoke. Just like magic. Mrs.Lazarus stood with arms folded, pursed lips and raised eyebrow as she watched for mistakes in her sons performance. Making mental notes to address with him later.
At the end of the second song Vinny always took a moment to introduce the band. Myron picked up the walkie-talkie from his desk. "Chippey come in."
"Ya Boss." The crackling voice of an older man growled from the speaker.
"Suspicious bunch at the west gate. ALL security hands on deck."
"10-4" the voice said.
Myron smiled as the third song started to play. "Good luck."
The trio put there hoods up and headed out to take up their positions. Zac apparated to the front row taking his seat. Only one person noticed his strange arrival and a quick obliviate took care of ten seconds of his memory and sll was forgotten. Karry Apparated stage right and hid in the wings. Sasporilla nonchalantly walked inyo stage left, showing her badge to the roadie taking securities place at the door. She grabbed a jumbo shrimp from the food table and took a swig from a bottle of water. Trying to look like any other bored hanger on.
The third song ended. Vinny approached the mic as he exchanged guitars. "Of all our songs, I absolutely love this one. It makes me think of the colour pink. I have no Idea why."
Vinny started to play as Sasporilla took her place at Mrs.Lazarus' shoulder.
"But we know," Sasporilla said, "don't we Mrs.Lazarus."
Melvins mother turned to look at Sasporilla with unbridled hate in her eyes. "You, What do you want?"
"First I want to know why?" Sasporilla asked.
"I took Melvins dreams of being a rock star for years." Mrs.Lazarous said. "Every time he fostered new ideas about music I would pull them from his head. Then YOU come along. Foster his dreams. Help him get noticed before I could hide it all away again. Now my son is 'In the Arts'! How embarrassing."
"Yes I'm sure the money he's making is an embarrassment to his and your Gringots accounts." Sassy said sarcastically.
"I couldn't take the dream away this time because there were to many people to obliviate, but I could remove you."
"Did you really think I'd just accept what you've done and crawl away with my tail between my legs?" Sasporilla said coldly.
"Isn't that what a beaten bitch is suppose to do?" Mrs.Lazarus sneered. "Melvins memories of you are long gone. Obliviated beyond reversal."
"I don't believe you." Sassy smiled lowering her hood. "You see we've figured out you've harvested the memories like Dumbledore did for his pencieve. So we searched your home, your office, even paid off goblins who searched your private vault. Great creatures goblins, not cheaply, but easily bought."
"The violation!" Mrs.Lazarous hissed.
"Ya." Sassy sneered. "The nerve of some people trying to take something that doesn't belong to them."
"Well you'll never find them clever girl." Mrs.Lazarus said.
"It's in the little glass bottle hanging by a chain around your neck." Sasporilla said making Melvins mother grasped the bottle through her shirt. "And if you're really clever you'll hand it over to me, all peaceful like."
"Never!" Mrs.Lazarus screamed grabbing hold of Sasporilla and kneeing the young pink haired witch in the stomach and pushed past.
Sasporilla grabbed the older witches leg and hung on tightly, bringing her to her knees. Mrs.Lazarus thrust her hands forward to hrlp break her fall, inadvertently ripping, the bottle fron its chain and sending it crashing to the cement floor. The bottle shattered. Melvins memories, all that was his love for Sasporilla Imaginarium Bucket spewed forth like a tightly braided glowing blue worm that wringled and died on the floor, then burst in a puff of sparkling blue powder.
Sasporilla burst into tears, while Melvins mother burst into delightful laughter. Karry apparated to her friends side. Myron ran in as if surprised.
"What's going on here?" Myron asked as if innocent in the plot.
"This beastly girl attacked me." Mrs.Lazarus said.
"I saw it all Myron," Karry said, "Sasporilla was talking to her and she elbowed Sassy in the side."
"You little liar." Mrs.Lazarus hissed.
"It doesn't matter now." Sasporilla said weeping. "It's all gone."
"Yes." Mrs.Lazarus smirked. "Melvins love, your hopes and dreams to twist my brilliant boy from a life of academia to one suited to your lower class dreams! People like you don't belong in royal families, you belong in prisons. I want the police! I want her charged."
"For what?" Karry protested.
"You want me charged?" Sasporilla growled. "I'll give you damn good reason!"
Sasporilla leapt forward onto Mrs.Lazarus and started slapping and smacking the older witch screaming wildly.
Wendy Murphy missed a beat throwing off the song. Vinny looked at her questioningly and saw the drummer staring stage left. The girl who was with the kids from Hogwarts was beating up his mother! Vinny through off his guitar and rushed off stage.
Myron and a roadie pulled Sasporilla, a flailing and screaming ball of fury, as Vinny Lazar ran to his mothers side.
"Are you ok?" Vinny asked his mother who wiped blood from her nose.
"I'll be ok." Mrs.Lazarus smiled weakly.
"What the hell did you think you were doing?" Vinny screamed at Sasporilla.
"She stole me from you Melvin." Sasporilla wailed. "She stole your love for me!"
"What are you talking about you psycho?" Vinny Lazar screamed. "Get this girl out of here. I never want to see her around here again!"
Zac arrived and took Sasporilla from the roadie. Karry held Sasporilla from the other side as the pink haired witch succumbed to her outrage and sadness and went limp. Security burst into the room diverting everyone's attention just long enough for Zac and Karry to disapparated with Sassy in tow.
Security dealt with Myron and Mrs.Lazarus as they waited for police to arrive. Melvin saw the blue dust on the ground. He touched his finger to the dust and rubbed it between his thumb and fingers, wondering just what it was? The crowd started to chant restlessly.
Vinny stood and returned to the stage with a cheer.
"Sorry about that." Vinny Lazar apologized to the fans as he picked up his guitar. "Bit of a scuffle back stage. I never tun from a good fight!"
The Fans cheered. Sweat ran down Vinnys brow and into his eye as he prepared to play. The salty liquid burned and without thinking he rubbed his eye. A flash of blue and swirl of the mind as a single memory returned.
Melvin kissed her. He kissed the girl with pink hair. Sasporilla was her named. Not a the warm gentle kiss of a child, but the wildly passionate kiss of a man in love. Sasporilla melted in his arms. He didn't know if they kissed for seconds, minutes or hours. As there lips parted Melvin looked deep into Sasporillas eyes. Sassy stared back and bit her lower lip.
Vinny Lazar stood on stage before his audience stunned lost in memory of the perfect kiss, with the perfect girl and wondered what else had been taken from him?
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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.