Man in the Mirror
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 6
"Frakash!" Korona Portemp screamed up at the old Welsh house where the Egyptian dark wizard tried to live incognito.
"Silence!" Frakash yelled. "The door is open. Come in, dry off and be quiet!"
Korona Portemp through open the doors and walked in and stood in the foyer dripping wet. Frakash walked slowly down the stair case, wand drawn. The older Egyptian man, with a long wispy beard and mustache, stopped and looked at the soaking wet witch.
"Why the wand Frakash?" Korona snarled. "Have a reason to be scared?"
"You sounded angry." Frakash said. "You're a very dangerous witch, especially when you're angry."
"Then you didn't do it?" Korona smirked.
"Do what?" Frakash asked.
"In time." The soaking wet witch said as she walked into the Victorian decorated parlor and stripped off her clothes. She wrapped herself in a throw from the couch and hung her clothes by the fire.
Frakash was reluctant to lower his wand as he walked in to see the evil witch standing before the fire. "Why do you not dry yourself?"
"I choose the fire." Korona said dropping the through. "Does my state of undress upset you?"
"No." Frakash said putting his wand away.
"Come and help me get, warm." Korona smiled.
Hamid Frakash stepped forward cautiously and hugged the witch standing nude in his parlour. Her skin was wet and cold. He kissed her neck gently.
"Something went wrong with the spell." Korona whispered in his ear as she nibbled his earlobe.
"Nothing can go wrong with that spell." Frakash said groping the witch. "Only a person familiar with this kind of magic could discover it! It would take a Wedjat of immense power to stop it and then you would know it because your power would be taken from you."
Korona Portemp kissed the man and nibbled his lower lip playfully. "If that were to happen how could anyone get it back?"
Frakash was loosing the ability to concentrate as the skillful witch stroked his cheek.
"The victim would have to be confronted." Frakash said kissing her, alternating from lips to neck. "They would hold your power, resembling a ball of marble."
"Thank you Hamid." Korona said laying the man down by the fire and climbing on top of him as she pulled her dagger from her dripping wet coat, hanging on the fire place. She planted the blade deep into his heart and watched the light of life drift from his eyes. "You have been most helpful."
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Sasporilla Bucket walked along the road to Hogsmead. She enjoyed looking at the various colours of fall leaves on the trees as she whistled. It had rained for so many weeks she was happy for a dry day.
"Hi there." A girls voice said from behind.
Sasporilla turned to see a young woman about twenty riding a bicycle behind him. She pulled up and hopped off beside him as he walked. "You from the school? From Hogwarts."
Well, not a muggle, Sasporilla thought grasping his wand under his robe.
"Yes." The boy with pink hair smiled.
"Nice hair!" The girl smiled walking her bike beside Sassy. "I've seen you in town. Your mates with that Zac fellow who owns the old Mishigoss house."
"Yes that's right." Sasporilla smiled politely. "Mates with both Zac and Karry."
"I don't have to many friends in town." The girls frowned. "We just moved here from Manchester. Taking over my second uncles old broom shop. He left it to my father in his will. My mother inherited it as it passed to her in my dads will and then down to me. I'll run it for a spell, but I need to get back to university, so I'm looking to sell it. "
"I ride." Sasporilla said. "Perhaps I'll stop by for some new gear sometime. I've rather out grown my old gear."
"That would be great." The girl smiled. "We could use the business."
They walked along in silence. They smiled at each other nervously. Sassy knew what this was. She was interested in getting to know Sasporilla the boy, but she had no idea of Sasporilla the girl.
"You seem like a very nice woman." Sassy said. "You're polite and pretty, have very nice eyes, and a nice figure."
"Thank you." The girl said. "Your quite a handsome guy."
"BUT that's the rub." Sasporilla said. "I'm not a guy! I'm a girl!"
"Oh!" The girl blushed. "I didn't know."
"I was cursed into this form." Sasporilla said. "I don't know if I'll ever be female again."
"Then perhaps you should start thinking of living a mans life?" The girl said. "I mean if you are physically male, try being a male no matter how you feel inside."
"So find a beautiful girl, get married, have children." Sasporilla said.
"Doesn't sound like a bad life to me." The girl smiled.
Sasporilla knew there was some truth in what she said. Was she just going to sit in her room now until she died? What if she never changed back? Her life shouldn't just end, should it? No, but she wasn't interested in girls. This was a nightmare.
"You should think about it, I'd say." The girl said. "My name is Mary by the way. Mary Warrol."
"Sasporilla." Sassy smiled shaking the girls hand. "Sasporilla Bucket."
"Pretty name." Mary smiled. "Exotic. You should think of changing it. At least while your a boy. Maybe Paul or Steve. Yes Steve! You definitely look like a Steve!"
"You are a very strange girl." Sasporilla laughed.
"Just lending a hand Steve." The girl said hopping back on her bike as they entered Hogsmead. "As long you're a boy Steve, then count me as interested and available."
Mary road away, playfully looking back over her shoulder, as she went. Sasporilla waved and noticed a felling she had never had before.
"Frakash!" Korona Portemp screamed up at the old Welsh house where the Egyptian dark wizard tried to live incognito.
"Silence!" Frakash yelled. "The door is open. Come in, dry off and be quiet!"
Korona Portemp through open the doors and walked in and stood in the foyer dripping wet. Frakash walked slowly down the stair case, wand drawn. The older Egyptian man, with a long wispy beard and mustache, stopped and looked at the soaking wet witch.
"Why the wand Frakash?" Korona snarled. "Have a reason to be scared?"
"You sounded angry." Frakash said. "You're a very dangerous witch, especially when you're angry."
"Then you didn't do it?" Korona smirked.
"Do what?" Frakash asked.
"In time." The soaking wet witch said as she walked into the Victorian decorated parlor and stripped off her clothes. She wrapped herself in a throw from the couch and hung her clothes by the fire.
Frakash was reluctant to lower his wand as he walked in to see the evil witch standing before the fire. "Why do you not dry yourself?"
"I choose the fire." Korona said dropping the through. "Does my state of undress upset you?"
"No." Frakash said putting his wand away.
"Come and help me get, warm." Korona smiled.
Hamid Frakash stepped forward cautiously and hugged the witch standing nude in his parlour. Her skin was wet and cold. He kissed her neck gently.
"Something went wrong with the spell." Korona whispered in his ear as she nibbled his earlobe.
"Nothing can go wrong with that spell." Frakash said groping the witch. "Only a person familiar with this kind of magic could discover it! It would take a Wedjat of immense power to stop it and then you would know it because your power would be taken from you."
Korona Portemp kissed the man and nibbled his lower lip playfully. "If that were to happen how could anyone get it back?"
Frakash was loosing the ability to concentrate as the skillful witch stroked his cheek.
"The victim would have to be confronted." Frakash said kissing her, alternating from lips to neck. "They would hold your power, resembling a ball of marble."
"Thank you Hamid." Korona said laying the man down by the fire and climbing on top of him as she pulled her dagger from her dripping wet coat, hanging on the fire place. She planted the blade deep into his heart and watched the light of life drift from his eyes. "You have been most helpful."
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Sasporilla Bucket walked along the road to Hogsmead. She enjoyed looking at the various colours of fall leaves on the trees as she whistled. It had rained for so many weeks she was happy for a dry day.
"Hi there." A girls voice said from behind.
Sasporilla turned to see a young woman about twenty riding a bicycle behind him. She pulled up and hopped off beside him as he walked. "You from the school? From Hogwarts."
Well, not a muggle, Sasporilla thought grasping his wand under his robe.
"Yes." The boy with pink hair smiled.
"Nice hair!" The girl smiled walking her bike beside Sassy. "I've seen you in town. Your mates with that Zac fellow who owns the old Mishigoss house."
"Yes that's right." Sasporilla smiled politely. "Mates with both Zac and Karry."
"I don't have to many friends in town." The girls frowned. "We just moved here from Manchester. Taking over my second uncles old broom shop. He left it to my father in his will. My mother inherited it as it passed to her in my dads will and then down to me. I'll run it for a spell, but I need to get back to university, so I'm looking to sell it. "
"I ride." Sasporilla said. "Perhaps I'll stop by for some new gear sometime. I've rather out grown my old gear."
"That would be great." The girl smiled. "We could use the business."
They walked along in silence. They smiled at each other nervously. Sassy knew what this was. She was interested in getting to know Sasporilla the boy, but she had no idea of Sasporilla the girl.
"You seem like a very nice woman." Sassy said. "You're polite and pretty, have very nice eyes, and a nice figure."
"Thank you." The girl said. "Your quite a handsome guy."
"BUT that's the rub." Sasporilla said. "I'm not a guy! I'm a girl!"
"Oh!" The girl blushed. "I didn't know."
"I was cursed into this form." Sasporilla said. "I don't know if I'll ever be female again."
"Then perhaps you should start thinking of living a mans life?" The girl said. "I mean if you are physically male, try being a male no matter how you feel inside."
"So find a beautiful girl, get married, have children." Sasporilla said.
"Doesn't sound like a bad life to me." The girl smiled.
Sasporilla knew there was some truth in what she said. Was she just going to sit in her room now until she died? What if she never changed back? Her life shouldn't just end, should it? No, but she wasn't interested in girls. This was a nightmare.
"You should think about it, I'd say." The girl said. "My name is Mary by the way. Mary Warrol."
"Sasporilla." Sassy smiled shaking the girls hand. "Sasporilla Bucket."
"Pretty name." Mary smiled. "Exotic. You should think of changing it. At least while your a boy. Maybe Paul or Steve. Yes Steve! You definitely look like a Steve!"
"You are a very strange girl." Sasporilla laughed.
"Just lending a hand Steve." The girl said hopping back on her bike as they entered Hogsmead. "As long you're a boy Steve, then count me as interested and available."
Mary road away, playfully looking back over her shoulder, as she went. Sasporilla waved and noticed a felling she had never had before.
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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.