NATURAL SELECTION
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 11
"Wingardium leviosa" came easy enough to Sasporilla Bucket. She wasn't the first to get the charm working but once she did as the elves had said to stay calm and picture something that put her at peace, she did just fine. No one understood or could hear much of what she said in Coy. With all the other voices, hers was easily drowned out. Professor Flitwick came over to see Sasporilla's wand. With a gentle smile he walked on continued the lesson.
Potions was scary. The intensity of professor Snape made it hard to get comfortable or relax. Her first potion exploded into a cloud of red dust which left her face purple for the rest of the morning.
Scarier still was defense against the dark arts. Professor Moody seemed angry and Crazy. He insisted on demonstrating the three forbidden curses. She had heard about them from her father of course in stories. She did miss him and her mum.
"Your Riddonkulous Buckets daughter, right?" Professor Moody asked suddenly towering over her.
"Yes." She said terrified.
"I trained your father." Allister Moody said putting his large rough hand gently on her small shoulder. "Hell of an auror."
Professor Sprout was much less intimidating. The short fat woman was bright and cheery. She made working with plants seem fun. Sasporilla's mum didn't have plants in the house because they grew in strange ways above the pub.
Dinner was the first time all day Sasporilla had any time to catch her breath. Susan Bones was talking to her friend Coriander, another 4th year Hufflepuff girl, about new classes they were taking. Everyone talked and laughed as they ate. Sasporilla felt isolated in this large crowd and alone. Even Gooseberry was upstairs having a nap. She would have to remember to bring her monkey friend a banana.
A girl from Gryphendor was trying desperately to convince her house mates to join her protest against House Elf Enslavement. Sasporilla thought perhaps she should go over and talk to her but perhaps not. She was a fourth year from another house. Why would a girl like that want to talk to someone like Sasporilla Bucket. Thinking better of it she headed back to Hufflepuff house.
The Hufflepuff common room was alive with conversation when Sasporilla walked in. Two second year boys Phil and Justin Murphy played wizards chess while a group of third year girls, lead by Juniper Fitzgerald, gossiped about the events of the day. Sasporilla walked in and sat in a large overstuffed chair with a gold and black crocheted Hufflepuff house standard. She sat there looking at others wishing one of them was interested in talking to her.
Gooseberry leapt onto her lap. The small monkey smiled at her. Sasporilla reached into her robe and pulled out the banana. With a quick peel she broke off a small piece and handed it to Gooseberry. The red haired monkey at it with enthusiasm and then held up her hands for more.
"One more piece." Sasporilla smiled handing her another. "That last piece was bigger than your tummy."
"Yummy." Gooseberry said sinking her teeth in to her banana.
Sasporilla loved her monkey. They had only been together a few days but she couldn't imagine her life without her little friend now.
They sat in the common room for an hour before Sasporilla picked up Gooseberry and carried her up stairs. She felt as invisible leaving as she had when she arrived.
Sasporilla changed into her night shirt and sat up in the window looking out at the moon light shimmering on the Black Lake. Gooseberry slept soundly on her leg as she sat with her journal open, pen in hand. She wondered what to write. The thrilling tale of her day or of all the new friends she made perhaps? No, the entry simply read...
Sept.2
Life sucks.
"Wingardium leviosa" came easy enough to Sasporilla Bucket. She wasn't the first to get the charm working but once she did as the elves had said to stay calm and picture something that put her at peace, she did just fine. No one understood or could hear much of what she said in Coy. With all the other voices, hers was easily drowned out. Professor Flitwick came over to see Sasporilla's wand. With a gentle smile he walked on continued the lesson.
Potions was scary. The intensity of professor Snape made it hard to get comfortable or relax. Her first potion exploded into a cloud of red dust which left her face purple for the rest of the morning.
Scarier still was defense against the dark arts. Professor Moody seemed angry and Crazy. He insisted on demonstrating the three forbidden curses. She had heard about them from her father of course in stories. She did miss him and her mum.
"Your Riddonkulous Buckets daughter, right?" Professor Moody asked suddenly towering over her.
"Yes." She said terrified.
"I trained your father." Allister Moody said putting his large rough hand gently on her small shoulder. "Hell of an auror."
Professor Sprout was much less intimidating. The short fat woman was bright and cheery. She made working with plants seem fun. Sasporilla's mum didn't have plants in the house because they grew in strange ways above the pub.
Dinner was the first time all day Sasporilla had any time to catch her breath. Susan Bones was talking to her friend Coriander, another 4th year Hufflepuff girl, about new classes they were taking. Everyone talked and laughed as they ate. Sasporilla felt isolated in this large crowd and alone. Even Gooseberry was upstairs having a nap. She would have to remember to bring her monkey friend a banana.
A girl from Gryphendor was trying desperately to convince her house mates to join her protest against House Elf Enslavement. Sasporilla thought perhaps she should go over and talk to her but perhaps not. She was a fourth year from another house. Why would a girl like that want to talk to someone like Sasporilla Bucket. Thinking better of it she headed back to Hufflepuff house.
The Hufflepuff common room was alive with conversation when Sasporilla walked in. Two second year boys Phil and Justin Murphy played wizards chess while a group of third year girls, lead by Juniper Fitzgerald, gossiped about the events of the day. Sasporilla walked in and sat in a large overstuffed chair with a gold and black crocheted Hufflepuff house standard. She sat there looking at others wishing one of them was interested in talking to her.
Gooseberry leapt onto her lap. The small monkey smiled at her. Sasporilla reached into her robe and pulled out the banana. With a quick peel she broke off a small piece and handed it to Gooseberry. The red haired monkey at it with enthusiasm and then held up her hands for more.
"One more piece." Sasporilla smiled handing her another. "That last piece was bigger than your tummy."
"Yummy." Gooseberry said sinking her teeth in to her banana.
Sasporilla loved her monkey. They had only been together a few days but she couldn't imagine her life without her little friend now.
They sat in the common room for an hour before Sasporilla picked up Gooseberry and carried her up stairs. She felt as invisible leaving as she had when she arrived.
Sasporilla changed into her night shirt and sat up in the window looking out at the moon light shimmering on the Black Lake. Gooseberry slept soundly on her leg as she sat with her journal open, pen in hand. She wondered what to write. The thrilling tale of her day or of all the new friends she made perhaps? No, the entry simply read...
Sept.2
Life sucks.
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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.