THE LONELY GATE HOUSE
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
CHAPTER 2
Moirah Dinggle, the Droorlily Head Girl saw Sasporilla to her dorm room. The pounding sound of drums boomed from within. The Head girl opened the door and stepped in.
"Murphy!" Moirah Dinggle yelled causing the drum playing to stop. "Your new room mate is here."
Sasporilla stepped inside. Behind the drum kit, sitting amongst the piles of slobbery around her end of the room was a short girl with long dark brown hair.
The girl looked Sasporilla up and down. The girl had one sided smile much like Sassys.
"Wendy Murphy this is Sasporilla Bucket." Moirah Dinggle introduced them.
"I'm loud n' messy n' don't really give a fek about the feelin's of those with opinions different from my own." Wendy Murphy said.
"Well at least your honest." Sasporilla said.
"Oh fer fek sakes she's English!?! Why not just kick me in the arse Dingle. You know how I feel about the English!"
"I don't really care about how you feel either Murphy." Moirah Dinggle smiled. "So you girls enjoy and we'll see ya down to dinner."
Sasporilla levitated her trunk over to the end of her bed. Murphy went back to playing the drums. She was very obviously trying to get under Sasporillas skin with her loud rhythmic protest but it just inspired Sassy. She opened her trunk and pulled out her guitar.
Sassy through the strap over her shoulder and started to strum. She closed her eyes and got a feel for the rhythm then started to play. Murphy rolled her eyes at first. Sassy had to stop and pull her wand. She cast an amplification spell until the guitar could easily be heard over the drums. As she started to play again her guitar made an impact on the sound. The pair started to jam. Playing off each others leads until they were openly rocking the second floor girls dorms. They played for an hour until both their hands ached. They had played each other out so the wrapped it. With a big finish.
"Well allright!" The girl on the drums smiled and stepped off her stool holding out her sore hand. "Wendy Murphy. It's honestly a pleasure to meet ya! I should a known we'd get along by the rock and roll pink hair!"
"Sasporilla Bucket." Sassy shook the girls hand. Very pleased to meet you."
As it turned out they both had a great love of music. It was Wendy Murphy's dream to become a professional drummer. From what Sassy saw, she probably had what it took to get their. She was trepidacious of telling her about her relationship to Myron Wagtail and his ties to the music industry. At least until she knew a bit more about what the girl was really like. But if it was her dream to be a professional musician then Myron could certainly help her make that dream come true.
At six o'clock they went down for dinner. There was one table for each class year. The first years closer to the head table and higher grades farther away. Boys sat on one side of the table with the girls sitting on the opposite side.
Wendy brought Sasporilla to the sixth year table. Four other students had already arrived.
"All right ya gobshytes this is the exchange girl takin' Lily's place, this is Sasporilla Bucket." Murphy laughed. "The big burly bastard on the other side of the table is Jimmy Donolly."
"Pleased to meet you Sasporilla, have you got any Irish in ya?" Jimmy asked.
"Pleasure." Sassy smiled shaking the boys hand. "Just a bit of Irish on my fathers side."
"Would ya like some more?" Jimmy laughed.
"Ignore the pig." Wendy laughed. "The girl on the end who looks like a Dublin street walker is Janey Brown."
"Fek off ya pain the arse." Janey laughed shaking hands with Sassy.
"Pleased to meet you." Sassy smiled.
"I love yer hair." Janey said.
"Believe it or not it's naturally pink." Sasporilla said.
"Oh well den," Jimmy Donnoly laughed. "A statement like that demands proof!"
Sassy blushed and stiffened. "You first big boy!"
The girls laughed.
"He'll not dare show off his short cummin's" Wendy laughed.
"Don't dare me Wendy Murphy." Jimmy smiled. "Ya know first hand I'll do it even if it gets me expelled again."
"Movin' on." Wendy said. "The fella looking sheepish beside Jimmy is Ted McCreedy. He's the bookish shy type."
"Hi." Ted waved.
"Pleasure." Sassy smiled.
"The skinny little glass of piss on the end is Whinny Dingle, the head girls sister." Wendy said.
"You're a vicious see you next Tuesday aren't ya Murphy." Whinny Dingle said. "It's nice ta meet ya Sasporilla. Don't stand to close ta Murphy, ya might catch something."
Another girl came up from behind Murphy and Sassy.
"Jaysus Murphy," the girl said, "don't tell me ya actually made a friend?"
"This is Lily's exchange." Wendy Murphy said. "Sasporilla Bucket, this saggy arsed miserable betch is Agnus Doogan."
"Why are you all so mean to each other?" Sassy had to ask.
"What do you mean?" Wendy asked.
"Ya we're the best a friends." Agnus said.
"If we didn't like each other we wouldn't talk at all." Janey said.
"Or we'd say the same shyte accented with fists." Jimmy laughed.
"Aye!" Wendy laughed in agreement. "Agnes where is that useless boy friend o' yours?"
"He's coming." Agnes said taking a seat. "He had to stop fer a nature call."
"Well that's all of us," Wendy said. "Except from himself o' course."
The girls all took there seats. Before dinner was served the Headmaster stood at the head table to address the students.
"All right settle down ya miserable little devils." The Headmaster smiled. "We have a guest, Sasporilla Bucket, is our exchange student from Hogwarts. I expect ya all to be on yer best behaviour or you'll my foot in yer arses! Please stand up to let us all get a look at ya miss Bucket."
"Sasporilla?" A voice said from behind.
Sasporilla whipped around with a wide smile. "Deckland!"
The two hugged and the sixth year table went silent.
"It's good to see you." Sasporilla said.
"What are you doing here?" Deckland Casey asked.
"I'm the exchange student." Sassy smiled.
"Dat's fecken amazing!" Deckland smiled noticing Agnes who did not look happy.
"What the fek is this Deckland Casey?" Agnes Doogan demanded. "You been whoring around behind my back? With a feckin' English girl to boot! I ought t' rip em of ya and stuff em in yer lyin' mouth ya dirty cheatin bastard."
"No Agnes," Sasporilla said, "it's not like that! We met at the dueling tournament last year!"
"Remember the girl I danced with?" Deckland asked. "You were feckin there and it was before we were an item ya jealous betch!"
"Oh!" Agnes said. "Ya I remember. Are ya interested in my man?"
"No." Sasporilla said. "I have a boy friend back at Hogwarts and I'm very loyal!"
"All right then." Agnes said sitting down with Deckland across from her.
Sasporilla stood there and realized everyone's eyes were still on her. She smiled uncomfortably and waved. "Hello everyone, my name is Sasporilla Bucket. I'm from Hogwarts. Hoping to get to know all of you."
"Well dats nice." Headmaster O'Carrol said.
Moirah Dinggle, the Droorlily Head Girl saw Sasporilla to her dorm room. The pounding sound of drums boomed from within. The Head girl opened the door and stepped in.
"Murphy!" Moirah Dinggle yelled causing the drum playing to stop. "Your new room mate is here."
Sasporilla stepped inside. Behind the drum kit, sitting amongst the piles of slobbery around her end of the room was a short girl with long dark brown hair.
The girl looked Sasporilla up and down. The girl had one sided smile much like Sassys.
"Wendy Murphy this is Sasporilla Bucket." Moirah Dinggle introduced them.
"I'm loud n' messy n' don't really give a fek about the feelin's of those with opinions different from my own." Wendy Murphy said.
"Well at least your honest." Sasporilla said.
"Oh fer fek sakes she's English!?! Why not just kick me in the arse Dingle. You know how I feel about the English!"
"I don't really care about how you feel either Murphy." Moirah Dinggle smiled. "So you girls enjoy and we'll see ya down to dinner."
Sasporilla levitated her trunk over to the end of her bed. Murphy went back to playing the drums. She was very obviously trying to get under Sasporillas skin with her loud rhythmic protest but it just inspired Sassy. She opened her trunk and pulled out her guitar.
Sassy through the strap over her shoulder and started to strum. She closed her eyes and got a feel for the rhythm then started to play. Murphy rolled her eyes at first. Sassy had to stop and pull her wand. She cast an amplification spell until the guitar could easily be heard over the drums. As she started to play again her guitar made an impact on the sound. The pair started to jam. Playing off each others leads until they were openly rocking the second floor girls dorms. They played for an hour until both their hands ached. They had played each other out so the wrapped it. With a big finish.
"Well allright!" The girl on the drums smiled and stepped off her stool holding out her sore hand. "Wendy Murphy. It's honestly a pleasure to meet ya! I should a known we'd get along by the rock and roll pink hair!"
"Sasporilla Bucket." Sassy shook the girls hand. Very pleased to meet you."
As it turned out they both had a great love of music. It was Wendy Murphy's dream to become a professional drummer. From what Sassy saw, she probably had what it took to get their. She was trepidacious of telling her about her relationship to Myron Wagtail and his ties to the music industry. At least until she knew a bit more about what the girl was really like. But if it was her dream to be a professional musician then Myron could certainly help her make that dream come true.
At six o'clock they went down for dinner. There was one table for each class year. The first years closer to the head table and higher grades farther away. Boys sat on one side of the table with the girls sitting on the opposite side.
Wendy brought Sasporilla to the sixth year table. Four other students had already arrived.
"All right ya gobshytes this is the exchange girl takin' Lily's place, this is Sasporilla Bucket." Murphy laughed. "The big burly bastard on the other side of the table is Jimmy Donolly."
"Pleased to meet you Sasporilla, have you got any Irish in ya?" Jimmy asked.
"Pleasure." Sassy smiled shaking the boys hand. "Just a bit of Irish on my fathers side."
"Would ya like some more?" Jimmy laughed.
"Ignore the pig." Wendy laughed. "The girl on the end who looks like a Dublin street walker is Janey Brown."
"Fek off ya pain the arse." Janey laughed shaking hands with Sassy.
"Pleased to meet you." Sassy smiled.
"I love yer hair." Janey said.
"Believe it or not it's naturally pink." Sasporilla said.
"Oh well den," Jimmy Donnoly laughed. "A statement like that demands proof!"
Sassy blushed and stiffened. "You first big boy!"
The girls laughed.
"He'll not dare show off his short cummin's" Wendy laughed.
"Don't dare me Wendy Murphy." Jimmy smiled. "Ya know first hand I'll do it even if it gets me expelled again."
"Movin' on." Wendy said. "The fella looking sheepish beside Jimmy is Ted McCreedy. He's the bookish shy type."
"Hi." Ted waved.
"Pleasure." Sassy smiled.
"The skinny little glass of piss on the end is Whinny Dingle, the head girls sister." Wendy said.
"You're a vicious see you next Tuesday aren't ya Murphy." Whinny Dingle said. "It's nice ta meet ya Sasporilla. Don't stand to close ta Murphy, ya might catch something."
Another girl came up from behind Murphy and Sassy.
"Jaysus Murphy," the girl said, "don't tell me ya actually made a friend?"
"This is Lily's exchange." Wendy Murphy said. "Sasporilla Bucket, this saggy arsed miserable betch is Agnus Doogan."
"Why are you all so mean to each other?" Sassy had to ask.
"What do you mean?" Wendy asked.
"Ya we're the best a friends." Agnus said.
"If we didn't like each other we wouldn't talk at all." Janey said.
"Or we'd say the same shyte accented with fists." Jimmy laughed.
"Aye!" Wendy laughed in agreement. "Agnes where is that useless boy friend o' yours?"
"He's coming." Agnes said taking a seat. "He had to stop fer a nature call."
"Well that's all of us," Wendy said. "Except from himself o' course."
The girls all took there seats. Before dinner was served the Headmaster stood at the head table to address the students.
"All right settle down ya miserable little devils." The Headmaster smiled. "We have a guest, Sasporilla Bucket, is our exchange student from Hogwarts. I expect ya all to be on yer best behaviour or you'll my foot in yer arses! Please stand up to let us all get a look at ya miss Bucket."
"Sasporilla?" A voice said from behind.
Sasporilla whipped around with a wide smile. "Deckland!"
The two hugged and the sixth year table went silent.
"It's good to see you." Sasporilla said.
"What are you doing here?" Deckland Casey asked.
"I'm the exchange student." Sassy smiled.
"Dat's fecken amazing!" Deckland smiled noticing Agnes who did not look happy.
"What the fek is this Deckland Casey?" Agnes Doogan demanded. "You been whoring around behind my back? With a feckin' English girl to boot! I ought t' rip em of ya and stuff em in yer lyin' mouth ya dirty cheatin bastard."
"No Agnes," Sasporilla said, "it's not like that! We met at the dueling tournament last year!"
"Remember the girl I danced with?" Deckland asked. "You were feckin there and it was before we were an item ya jealous betch!"
"Oh!" Agnes said. "Ya I remember. Are ya interested in my man?"
"No." Sasporilla said. "I have a boy friend back at Hogwarts and I'm very loyal!"
"All right then." Agnes said sitting down with Deckland across from her.
Sasporilla stood there and realized everyone's eyes were still on her. She smiled uncomfortably and waved. "Hello everyone, my name is Sasporilla Bucket. I'm from Hogwarts. Hoping to get to know all of you."
"Well dats nice." Headmaster O'Carrol said.
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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.