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 18
Sasporilla Bucket awoke the next morning, her head still spinning with events of the night before. It was 5 am and her duties today were in the kitchen. There would likely be a lot of clean up from last night still going on. A quick clean up and a brush run through her pink hair and she was right as rain for her mornings washing up.
She headed down the corridor towards the kitchens. Billy Bombaduck stepped from a shadow in front of her. Sasporilla stopped and gasped in surprise.
"Did I scare you SPAZ-PORILLA?" Billy sneered.
"Yes." Sasporilla said. "That face would scare anyone."
Sasporilla tried to walk past him but no matter which way she went, Billy Bombaduck stepped in her way.
"Get out of my way Billy Bombaduck." Sasporilla frowned. "You'll make me late for my duties."
"I heard about the concert." Billy growled. "Must feel pretty pleased with yourself."
"Actually I am." She said proudly. "I hung out with and danced with Myron Wagtail of the Weird Sisters. What have you ever done besides hit people you maniacal troll?"
Billy Bombaduck balled his fist and drew it back to punch, but when he tried to lunge forward he found his fist would not move. A wand rested gently upon it. He turned to see Professor Sprout looking rather cross at him.
"William Bombaduck." Professor Sprout said sternly. "It is unbecoming, undignified and unacceptable for a young man to strike a young lady. This is the third act of violence against another student that I have caught you at. 50 points will be taken from Slytherin and I shall be having a word with the headmaster about you."
Billy Bombaduck looked at professor Sprout with unbridled hate in his eyes and growled. "My father shall hear of this."
"Oh I guarantee he will indeed." Professor Sprout said. "And as you are already awake and roaming the halls at this hour you can take Miss Buckets shift in the kitchens."
"But..." Billy started to whine.
"You can think of it as the first day of a month of detention." Professor Sprout smiled. "That is, if you're still at Hogwarts to serve your time."
Billy Bombaduck contemplated saying something back. Perhaps he should slap the fat little pig as his father would his cheeky mother. No he'd bide his time and get them when he could. Billy walked into the kitchens where the house elves gave him the dirtiest of jobs to do.
"Now Miss Bucket." Professor Sprout smiled. "You are required in the great room court yard."
"Of course Professor Sprout." Sasporilla smiled. "And thank you."
It was quarter of six when Sasporilla entered the court yard from the great halls secret door. The Weird Sisters were mulling around the bus stowing their gear. Professor Dumbledor walked and talked with the bands manager. "I do believe, William, that our students had the time of their lives at the show."
"Yes Albus." William smiled looking towards Sasporilla. "Some more than others I'd say. Yes?"
"Ah", Professor Dumbledor smiled seeing Sasporilla approach. "Our charming Liaison has arrived."
"Yes Headmaster." Sasporilla said. "What do you need me to do this morning?"
"Oh my dear no." Professor Dumbledor said. "You misunderstand. I did not request your presence."
"But Professor Sprout said to report here?" Sasporilla questioned. "If you didn't call for me then who did?"
"I did." Sasporilla turned to see Myron Wagtail walking up from the bus. "I wanted to apologize for the hard time the band gave you yesterday. You know... the whole biggest fan business."
"That's ok." Sasporilla said hanging her head a bit ashamed of how she'd yelled at the lads.
Myron put his finger under her chin and tipped her head back up to meet his gaze. "I know things seem hard now Sasporilla but as you get older you can choose your own path and hopefully be little better off than your parents. After all, it can't rain all the time, Can it?"
"No." Sasporilla smiled. "I guess not."
"Good,", Myron smiled putting his arm around the young girl as they walked towards the bus handing her a small slip of paper, "Now I want us to stay in touch."
Sasporilla opened the paper which read 'Myron Wagtail - 24 Leinster Terrace, Bayswater, London.'
"That's my personal home address." Myron smiled. "I just ask you don't share it with anyone."
"Of course not." Sasporilla said excitedly flustered as she searched her robes for a scrap of paper. Myron, still smiling handed her a piece of paper an a quill ready for her. Taking it from him she wrote down her address.' Sasporilla Bucket, 1 Kings Road, Above the pub Avonshire, Essex'.
"Great." Myron said putting the scrap of paper in his pocket and waving to the roadies to bring over a package. "Now this is a little something for you from me and the lads."
Sasporilla cracked open the box and saw autographed music discs, t-shirts and posters of the Weird Sisters.
"Oh my gosh thank you!" Sasporilla said hugging Myron Wagtail.
"Well we can't have our biggest fan not having the full set of swag now can we?" Myron laughed.
"Thank you." Sasporilla smiled shyly. "For being so kind to me."
"Remember my words when things seem darkest Sassy." Myron said bending down and kissing the girl on the forehead. "It can't rain all the time."
Sasporilla Bucket awoke the next morning, her head still spinning with events of the night before. It was 5 am and her duties today were in the kitchen. There would likely be a lot of clean up from last night still going on. A quick clean up and a brush run through her pink hair and she was right as rain for her mornings washing up.
She headed down the corridor towards the kitchens. Billy Bombaduck stepped from a shadow in front of her. Sasporilla stopped and gasped in surprise.
"Did I scare you SPAZ-PORILLA?" Billy sneered.
"Yes." Sasporilla said. "That face would scare anyone."
Sasporilla tried to walk past him but no matter which way she went, Billy Bombaduck stepped in her way.
"Get out of my way Billy Bombaduck." Sasporilla frowned. "You'll make me late for my duties."
"I heard about the concert." Billy growled. "Must feel pretty pleased with yourself."
"Actually I am." She said proudly. "I hung out with and danced with Myron Wagtail of the Weird Sisters. What have you ever done besides hit people you maniacal troll?"
Billy Bombaduck balled his fist and drew it back to punch, but when he tried to lunge forward he found his fist would not move. A wand rested gently upon it. He turned to see Professor Sprout looking rather cross at him.
"William Bombaduck." Professor Sprout said sternly. "It is unbecoming, undignified and unacceptable for a young man to strike a young lady. This is the third act of violence against another student that I have caught you at. 50 points will be taken from Slytherin and I shall be having a word with the headmaster about you."
Billy Bombaduck looked at professor Sprout with unbridled hate in his eyes and growled. "My father shall hear of this."
"Oh I guarantee he will indeed." Professor Sprout said. "And as you are already awake and roaming the halls at this hour you can take Miss Buckets shift in the kitchens."
"But..." Billy started to whine.
"You can think of it as the first day of a month of detention." Professor Sprout smiled. "That is, if you're still at Hogwarts to serve your time."
Billy Bombaduck contemplated saying something back. Perhaps he should slap the fat little pig as his father would his cheeky mother. No he'd bide his time and get them when he could. Billy walked into the kitchens where the house elves gave him the dirtiest of jobs to do.
"Now Miss Bucket." Professor Sprout smiled. "You are required in the great room court yard."
"Of course Professor Sprout." Sasporilla smiled. "And thank you."
It was quarter of six when Sasporilla entered the court yard from the great halls secret door. The Weird Sisters were mulling around the bus stowing their gear. Professor Dumbledor walked and talked with the bands manager. "I do believe, William, that our students had the time of their lives at the show."
"Yes Albus." William smiled looking towards Sasporilla. "Some more than others I'd say. Yes?"
"Ah", Professor Dumbledor smiled seeing Sasporilla approach. "Our charming Liaison has arrived."
"Yes Headmaster." Sasporilla said. "What do you need me to do this morning?"
"Oh my dear no." Professor Dumbledor said. "You misunderstand. I did not request your presence."
"But Professor Sprout said to report here?" Sasporilla questioned. "If you didn't call for me then who did?"
"I did." Sasporilla turned to see Myron Wagtail walking up from the bus. "I wanted to apologize for the hard time the band gave you yesterday. You know... the whole biggest fan business."
"That's ok." Sasporilla said hanging her head a bit ashamed of how she'd yelled at the lads.
Myron put his finger under her chin and tipped her head back up to meet his gaze. "I know things seem hard now Sasporilla but as you get older you can choose your own path and hopefully be little better off than your parents. After all, it can't rain all the time, Can it?"
"No." Sasporilla smiled. "I guess not."
"Good,", Myron smiled putting his arm around the young girl as they walked towards the bus handing her a small slip of paper, "Now I want us to stay in touch."
Sasporilla opened the paper which read 'Myron Wagtail - 24 Leinster Terrace, Bayswater, London.'
"That's my personal home address." Myron smiled. "I just ask you don't share it with anyone."
"Of course not." Sasporilla said excitedly flustered as she searched her robes for a scrap of paper. Myron, still smiling handed her a piece of paper an a quill ready for her. Taking it from him she wrote down her address.' Sasporilla Bucket, 1 Kings Road, Above the pub Avonshire, Essex'.
"Great." Myron said putting the scrap of paper in his pocket and waving to the roadies to bring over a package. "Now this is a little something for you from me and the lads."
Sasporilla cracked open the box and saw autographed music discs, t-shirts and posters of the Weird Sisters.
"Oh my gosh thank you!" Sasporilla said hugging Myron Wagtail.
"Well we can't have our biggest fan not having the full set of swag now can we?" Myron laughed.
"Thank you." Sasporilla smiled shyly. "For being so kind to me."
"Remember my words when things seem darkest Sassy." Myron said bending down and kissing the girl on the forehead. "It can't rain all the time."
THE END
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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.