THE LONELY GATE HOUSE
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 10
Sasporilla Bucket loved to take walks, out behind the school. There was no risk of Muggles seeing her walking amongst the trees here. Droorlily didn't exist in the same universe as the rest of the world. It sat in an alternate universe, the same as the royal city of Avalon. This universe held a world of magic free from muggles.
Sasporilla whistled as she walked amongst the spruce. The smell of nature filled her nostrils as she strolled languardly along. Something moved in a clearing ahead. It was very large and its green colour seemed to shimmer and sparkle in the sunlight.
Sassy pushed forward to where she could see it clearly. It was a very large Emerald Dragon. The creature was sitting on the forest floor digging at it's back paw frantically.
"Are you ok?" Sasporilla asked startling the creature.
It blew a cone of flame at Sasporilla which, though it surprised her, she took control of and spiraled the flames up and away.
"That was very rude!" Sasporilla scolded the dragon.
"Why can I understand you?" The dragon asked.
"Because I have a gift to speak with all sorts of animals and creatures." Sasporilla said. "Do you need help?"
The dragon shifted it's back end and revealed it's back left leg had been caught it a trap.
"I'm stuck." The dragon said. "I've been here three days with nothing to eat."
"How barbaric!" Sasporilla said. "I will free you if you promise not to eat me."
The dragon thought about it for second. He weighed his options and his chances. He'd never met a witch who offered help before, nor had he seen one who could defend against his flames with no wand. She was plump and juicy looking though not fully grown. Though nowhere near a meal she would certainly make a nice snack to help with the hunger pangs, but if he promised not to harm her she would free him, then he would have to live by that promise.
"Agreed." The dragon said.
Sasporilla walked over and looked at the trap. It was most certainly locked and would require more strength to open than she had.
Sassy called on the trees and the vines to wrap around both sides of the trap as she pulled her wand and cast 'Alohamora!' The trap unlocked and with a movement of her hands the vines pulled open the trap releasing the creatures large leg which bled from damage caused by the trap.
"Your hurt!" Sasporilla said lifting her wand. "Let me heal you."
"Why would you freely help a dragon?" The dragon asked. "I eat your kind. Burn your towns. Pillage your gold!"
"I offer help because you need it." Sasporilla said. "I hold no grudge as you've never done anything against me. If you had, perhaps then I would fight you."
"Fight me?" The dragon laughed. "What could one as small as you do to one as large and powerful as me?" The dragon said.
"To underestimate an opponent is foolish." Sasporilla said. "Would you not rather make a friend than an enemy any way?"
"I have no friends." The dragon said.
Sasporilla cast a healing spell which sealed the beasts wounds. "Now you do."
"You are a foolish girl... what is your name?" The dragon asked.
"Sasporilla Bucket." Sassy said.
"I am Xorgon the Emerald one." The dragon said.
"Pleased to meet you." Sassy smiled.
"We are not friends Sasporilla Bucket." The dragon said angrily. "But I do owe you my freedom and my life. I will keep my promise and not harm you and if you need of me for something then call my name. I will wait to repay your kindness."
"Fair enough." Sasporilla said as the dragon flew off.
"My Dragon!" A man yelled as he came charging through the trees. He held, what at first Sasporilla thought was muggle shot gun, but then she saw the double wand ends and realized it was a blast caster. A wizarding weapon designed for hunting, fighting and killing. The man pointed it at the dragon and cast but nothing happened as the weapon turned to rubber in his hands and slumped down. The man turned to see Sasporilla standing poised with her wand pointed.
"I've been huntin' dat dragon fer t'ree weeks now!" The man said. "An you just up an let him go?"
"He was hurt." Sasporilla said. "Why were you hunting him?"
"He's worth a fekin' fortune!" The man said. "Alive he's worth a million galleons. Dead his parts are worth ten times that!"
"Greed!" Sasporilla said not lowering her wand. "You'd kill him for greed?"
"Don't be so judgy ya English tart!" The man yelled. "That would do me an' mine fer life! Rather dan scratchin' by every day."
"But is it right killing an innocent creature to do it?" Sassy protested.
"Innocent!?!" The man yelled. "It's a dragon! No dragon is innocent! They burn, kill an' pillage!"
"Has that one done any of those things that you know of?" Sasporilla asked.
"That's beside the point." The man said. " He's a dragon, he should be hunted and killed."
"Perhaps I should turn you into a dragon!" Sasporilla said. "See how you'd like being hunted for what people think you are."
"Yer just an idealistic child tree hugggin' hippie dat t'inks ya know it all." The man said walking away in frustration. "Well ya know nothin' ya gobshyte."
"I know how to show respect and compassion to those who deserve it." Sasporilla yelled after him.
Sassy was furious as she walked back to the Droorlily. She was met inside by the Headmaster who just happened to be passing by as she walked in.
"I can not believe the nerve of that horrible man!" Sasporilla said slamming the door behind her.
"Show a bit of grace an' decorum miss Bucket." Headmaster O'Carrol said. "What's the fekin' problem?"
"I freed a green dragon from a trap in the woods behind the school." Sasporilla said. "The man who set the trap was a real wanker!"
"Watch yer fekin' language!" The headmaster said. "That MAN was Kelly the poacher I'd bet. Surprised he didn' try and rough ya up."
"I turned his weapon to rubber." Sasporilla said.
"That fekers carryin' a weapon on Droorlily grounds?" O'Carrol yelled.
"Yes sir." Sasporilla confirmed. "A blaster-caster!"
"I'll be have more'n a few words with him this evenin'." The headmaster said waving his wand causing his cloak to appear and drape down over his robes. "T'anks fer lettin' me know."
The headmaster headed out of the school as Sasporilla returned to her dorm.
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Guard Gleason was sitting in his patrol car trying to open the sip whole in his coffees plastic lid. Another night of sitting in his squad car deterring criminals from doing anything in the area of his presence. He always found his thick fingers weren't dexterous enough to manipulate the thin plastic lid. He kept thick straws in the glove compartment he could just jam into the cup and sip his coffee with, but tonight he was all out. He grabbed the edge of the lid firmly in his fingers while holding the cup and the other side of the lid firmly with his other hand.
A flash of green light from the alley startle the guard as he pulled the lid to hard and spilled the hot coffee in his lap causing him to scream verbal expletives. A person in a cloak and a floppy hat ran out of the alley carrying a wand. The guard stepped out of the car, the burning coffee searing his lap.
"Jaysus dats hot!" The guard said. "Hey you! What are ya doin' dare?"
Having been seen, the cloaked figure cast a spell at the guard who jumped out of the way as green engery burst against the front of his squad car. The guard drew his night stick.
"Bastard shot at me!" Guard Gleason said as peeked around the corner of his bumper to see the cloaked figure was gone.
Composing himself, the officer grabbed his flash light and shone it around the darker areas of the road. The cloaked figure was gone. He headed into the alley to see what the first blast of green had been.
"Probably some little gobshytes with fire works." The Guard sighed.
There, a pile of knocked over boxes and spilled garbage, was the corpse of Old Mr.Murphy who claimed the witches of the Isle were back.
Sasporilla Bucket loved to take walks, out behind the school. There was no risk of Muggles seeing her walking amongst the trees here. Droorlily didn't exist in the same universe as the rest of the world. It sat in an alternate universe, the same as the royal city of Avalon. This universe held a world of magic free from muggles.
Sasporilla whistled as she walked amongst the spruce. The smell of nature filled her nostrils as she strolled languardly along. Something moved in a clearing ahead. It was very large and its green colour seemed to shimmer and sparkle in the sunlight.
Sassy pushed forward to where she could see it clearly. It was a very large Emerald Dragon. The creature was sitting on the forest floor digging at it's back paw frantically.
"Are you ok?" Sasporilla asked startling the creature.
It blew a cone of flame at Sasporilla which, though it surprised her, she took control of and spiraled the flames up and away.
"That was very rude!" Sasporilla scolded the dragon.
"Why can I understand you?" The dragon asked.
"Because I have a gift to speak with all sorts of animals and creatures." Sasporilla said. "Do you need help?"
The dragon shifted it's back end and revealed it's back left leg had been caught it a trap.
"I'm stuck." The dragon said. "I've been here three days with nothing to eat."
"How barbaric!" Sasporilla said. "I will free you if you promise not to eat me."
The dragon thought about it for second. He weighed his options and his chances. He'd never met a witch who offered help before, nor had he seen one who could defend against his flames with no wand. She was plump and juicy looking though not fully grown. Though nowhere near a meal she would certainly make a nice snack to help with the hunger pangs, but if he promised not to harm her she would free him, then he would have to live by that promise.
"Agreed." The dragon said.
Sasporilla walked over and looked at the trap. It was most certainly locked and would require more strength to open than she had.
Sassy called on the trees and the vines to wrap around both sides of the trap as she pulled her wand and cast 'Alohamora!' The trap unlocked and with a movement of her hands the vines pulled open the trap releasing the creatures large leg which bled from damage caused by the trap.
"Your hurt!" Sasporilla said lifting her wand. "Let me heal you."
"Why would you freely help a dragon?" The dragon asked. "I eat your kind. Burn your towns. Pillage your gold!"
"I offer help because you need it." Sasporilla said. "I hold no grudge as you've never done anything against me. If you had, perhaps then I would fight you."
"Fight me?" The dragon laughed. "What could one as small as you do to one as large and powerful as me?" The dragon said.
"To underestimate an opponent is foolish." Sasporilla said. "Would you not rather make a friend than an enemy any way?"
"I have no friends." The dragon said.
Sasporilla cast a healing spell which sealed the beasts wounds. "Now you do."
"You are a foolish girl... what is your name?" The dragon asked.
"Sasporilla Bucket." Sassy said.
"I am Xorgon the Emerald one." The dragon said.
"Pleased to meet you." Sassy smiled.
"We are not friends Sasporilla Bucket." The dragon said angrily. "But I do owe you my freedom and my life. I will keep my promise and not harm you and if you need of me for something then call my name. I will wait to repay your kindness."
"Fair enough." Sasporilla said as the dragon flew off.
"My Dragon!" A man yelled as he came charging through the trees. He held, what at first Sasporilla thought was muggle shot gun, but then she saw the double wand ends and realized it was a blast caster. A wizarding weapon designed for hunting, fighting and killing. The man pointed it at the dragon and cast but nothing happened as the weapon turned to rubber in his hands and slumped down. The man turned to see Sasporilla standing poised with her wand pointed.
"I've been huntin' dat dragon fer t'ree weeks now!" The man said. "An you just up an let him go?"
"He was hurt." Sasporilla said. "Why were you hunting him?"
"He's worth a fekin' fortune!" The man said. "Alive he's worth a million galleons. Dead his parts are worth ten times that!"
"Greed!" Sasporilla said not lowering her wand. "You'd kill him for greed?"
"Don't be so judgy ya English tart!" The man yelled. "That would do me an' mine fer life! Rather dan scratchin' by every day."
"But is it right killing an innocent creature to do it?" Sassy protested.
"Innocent!?!" The man yelled. "It's a dragon! No dragon is innocent! They burn, kill an' pillage!"
"Has that one done any of those things that you know of?" Sasporilla asked.
"That's beside the point." The man said. " He's a dragon, he should be hunted and killed."
"Perhaps I should turn you into a dragon!" Sasporilla said. "See how you'd like being hunted for what people think you are."
"Yer just an idealistic child tree hugggin' hippie dat t'inks ya know it all." The man said walking away in frustration. "Well ya know nothin' ya gobshyte."
"I know how to show respect and compassion to those who deserve it." Sasporilla yelled after him.
Sassy was furious as she walked back to the Droorlily. She was met inside by the Headmaster who just happened to be passing by as she walked in.
"I can not believe the nerve of that horrible man!" Sasporilla said slamming the door behind her.
"Show a bit of grace an' decorum miss Bucket." Headmaster O'Carrol said. "What's the fekin' problem?"
"I freed a green dragon from a trap in the woods behind the school." Sasporilla said. "The man who set the trap was a real wanker!"
"Watch yer fekin' language!" The headmaster said. "That MAN was Kelly the poacher I'd bet. Surprised he didn' try and rough ya up."
"I turned his weapon to rubber." Sasporilla said.
"That fekers carryin' a weapon on Droorlily grounds?" O'Carrol yelled.
"Yes sir." Sasporilla confirmed. "A blaster-caster!"
"I'll be have more'n a few words with him this evenin'." The headmaster said waving his wand causing his cloak to appear and drape down over his robes. "T'anks fer lettin' me know."
The headmaster headed out of the school as Sasporilla returned to her dorm.
************
Guard Gleason was sitting in his patrol car trying to open the sip whole in his coffees plastic lid. Another night of sitting in his squad car deterring criminals from doing anything in the area of his presence. He always found his thick fingers weren't dexterous enough to manipulate the thin plastic lid. He kept thick straws in the glove compartment he could just jam into the cup and sip his coffee with, but tonight he was all out. He grabbed the edge of the lid firmly in his fingers while holding the cup and the other side of the lid firmly with his other hand.
A flash of green light from the alley startle the guard as he pulled the lid to hard and spilled the hot coffee in his lap causing him to scream verbal expletives. A person in a cloak and a floppy hat ran out of the alley carrying a wand. The guard stepped out of the car, the burning coffee searing his lap.
"Jaysus dats hot!" The guard said. "Hey you! What are ya doin' dare?"
Having been seen, the cloaked figure cast a spell at the guard who jumped out of the way as green engery burst against the front of his squad car. The guard drew his night stick.
"Bastard shot at me!" Guard Gleason said as peeked around the corner of his bumper to see the cloaked figure was gone.
Composing himself, the officer grabbed his flash light and shone it around the darker areas of the road. The cloaked figure was gone. He headed into the alley to see what the first blast of green had been.
"Probably some little gobshytes with fire works." The Guard sighed.
There, a pile of knocked over boxes and spilled garbage, was the corpse of Old Mr.Murphy who claimed the witches of the Isle were back.
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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.