The University of Avalon
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 2
The Universities Northern campus was alive with students carrying their bags, trunks, brooms and books to their various new homes for the year. Huge marble towers loomed over the smaller surrounding buildings like streetlights amongst parked cars Sassy thought.
"The marble towers are the dorms." Kathleen, the young Phillipina witch smiled with knowledgeable pride until she realized she spoken allowed again and everyone was looking at her again. "Oh boy."
"Tell us more about this side of the campus please?" Christin, the large red headed German girl asked enthusiastically. "Like what is that Greek looking building over there?"
"Yes Kathleen," Sasporilla insisted, "please tell us."
"That Greco-Roman style building, not unlike the architectural style of many muggle Greek temples as well the muggle United States Supreme Court building in Washington DC, is the greatest repository of magical knowledge. The Royal Library of Avalon."
"Really?" Christin said amazed.
"Wow!" Sasporilla exclaimed. "That's the biggest library I've ever seen then! It goes on for forever!"
"It is three point two five three kilometers long by one kilometer wide and three hundred meters tall on the outside." Kathleen smiled.
"On the outside?" Christin asked.
"The inside is said to be immeasurable." Kathleen whispered. "Some kind of magic."
"Soceric-Engineering!" Ms.Zevo said. "Dimensionally designed by trained engineers to be larger on the inside than out. Engineered magic, something you can learn here at the University of Avalon."
The bus swung around the west end of the library to a Tudor style building that Sasporilla thought sort of resembled the old Globe Theater in London. Its light and dark woods a stark contrast to the ivory marbles and old brick works of the University buildings. The bus came to a stop in front of the main entrance. A banner hung above the large double doors read "Welcome New Students."
Everyone shuffled off the bus and stood at the base of the steps up to the front doors. Ms.Zevo walked up the front steps and stood by the big double doors. The bus drove off leaving them to their own devices.
"All right everyone!" Ms.Zevo smiled standing before the eager group of young people. "If you will collect your things and follow me inside we will get you checked in at reception. There you will receive your welcome package, your housing assignments including keys. Do not lose them. Then you will be shown a spell to send your things safely and securely on ahead to your dorm room, "if" you so choose to do so! Then we will make our way into the auditorium for a short presentation. Any questions?"
"Yes?" A young man in the back held up his hand. "What if you've made private Residence arrangements as opposed to public dorms?"
"Then I'm amazed you ended up on my bus and didn't get a limousine here!" Ms.Zevo sneered.
"I was did take a private lift service from the shuttle." The young man sneered back. "I just folded into the back of your motley crew upon arrival."
"Well then," Ms.Zevo smiled, "the answer to your question is thus, those of privilege need not worry about such pedestrian things as housing assignments in your welcome package as you've obviously made other private arrangements in advance. Thank you for singling yourself out to everyone as the rich self important one in the crowd, please go ahead of the peasants to your velvet throne sire."
The young man was clearly not amused as he stepped forward. "I don't appreciate your sarcasm."
"That's because it was free." Ms.Zevo smiled. "If you'd had to pay for it I'm sure you'd value it greatly. Now, everyone as this young man has kindly stepped up and opened the door... "PETRIFICUS TOTALOUS" he can hold it for everyone else until we've all gone in. Thank you young man, you're a gentleman and a scholar."
Sasporilla could not make out the guttural cursing coming out of the petrified young man holding open the door as she passed but she was quite certain it wasn't polite.
The young people lined up by last initial at tables marked with letter of their last names. The young mam ahead of Sassy was named Barnaby, Kenworth Barnaby.
"I'm afraid I don't see your card here Mr.Barnaby." the young woman who manned the table smiled politely.
"No my first name is Barnaby." The young man smiled.
"Oh I see." The young ender witch, with sharp features and dark hair said. "Then, Mr.Kenworth, I will give you some advice, listen to instructions given to you. Go to the table marked by the initial of your Last name. You'll find few of us suffer fools lightly here Mr.Kenworth. Good day. Next!"
"I think you were rather hard on him." Sassy said stepping forward.
"Name?" The young witch asked clearly irritated.
"Sasporilla Bucket." Sassy said stiffly.
"Good." The young woman said pulling a badge from the pile and pushing her book forward, the quill standing too. "Please sign in. You will be in row C - Seat seven, you will find your welcome package there. Here is your course schedule. Welcome to Avalon University."
"Thank you." Sasporilla smiled politely. "Your name is?"
"Burberry Bastage" the young witch said a bit surprised. No one usually cared enough to ask. The young witch pulled Sasporilla's name badge from the pile and handed it to her. "Here you are Ms.Bucket."
"Pleasure to meet you Ms.Bastage." Sasporilla said sticking to her proper manners.
"Pleasure is mine Ms.Bucket." Burberry Bastage smiled. "To be honest, just nice to meet some one polite, who can follow a basic instructions... for once!"
"OK!" a young wizard called. "Once you have your badges step over here with your things please."
Sasporilla carried her broom and lead Jorge by his lead over to the glowing magic circle. The young man encouraged others to place their things in circle, place their badge on pedestal with a clear crystal plate, then tap their wand to it. In a swirl of energy trunks, bags, cages with pets and owls were whisked off to dorm rooms. By the time it was Sasporilla's turn she'd seen everything she needed to see of the spell. She set everything up in the center of the circle, and handed her broom to Jorge.
"Don't Worry Jorge." Sassy smiled to her trusty flamingo. "You'll be in our new home in a tick."
Sasporilla turned back around to the wizard giving instructions and placed her ID badge on the pedestal.
"You've been paying attention, miss?" The young wizard asked.
"Bucket," Sassy smiled, "Sasporilla Bucket."
"Ok, Miss Bucket." The wizard said. "Tap your badge three times and say your name last name first, first name last."
Sasporilla drew her wand and tapped it thrice upon her badge and said her name, "Bucket, Sasporilla." The crystal glowed with a golden glow as did the circle. The magical energy swirled around Jorge that seemed quite amused by it all as the spell suddenly whooshed her things away off to her dorm room. Of course there was just one question? Sasporilla turned to the young wizard with questioning eyes.
"Your Dorm assignment and key is in your welcome package in the auditorium." The wizard smiled. "It's unlocked by your pass."
Sasporilla followed the flow of young witches and wizards into the grand auditorium. In the center was a modest oval shaped stage surrounded by stadium style seating that raised up and surrounded it on all sides. However rather than crude benches there were rather plush, comfortable chairs. Each had a row number and letter assigned and a name inscribed.
"Row C, Seat Seven." Sasporilla Repeated to herself as she walked down the auditorium steps.
"Sasporilla!" Christin called from down below. "You are down here! Next to my seat!"
Sasporilla smiled and made her way down to row C. As promised her name was indeed on her chair as was her personalized welcome package. Complete with housing assignment. Sasporilla touched her pass to the package and lifted free of the seat.
"Look!" Christin smiled. "We are both in The Avonshire Tower! What dorm are you in?"
Sasporilla opened her package and scanned for the information. Christin knew just where to look, pointing her finger in politely.
"Oh!" Sasporilla laughed. "Thank you! Dorm one twenty three, Suite A."
"Oh mine Gott!" Christin cheered. "I am in one twenty three, Suite C! That means we are room mates!"
"That's amazing!" Sasporilla smiled. "This will be the best year."
"I was afraid of being away from home." Christin frowned. "Away from my family and my good friends. At least now I will know you."
"Exactly. You'll have me to room with and You'll know Kathleen." Sasporilla looked around the auditorium. "Where is our walking encyclopedia anyway?"
"She is across the way," Christin pointed catching Kathleen’s attention who waved to them. "She's in the technomancy school section."
"It has it's own section?" Sasporilla asked.
"Yes, of course." Christin said surprised. "Just like ours, we are in the Life magic school because of our majors." Christin said. "I'm here to study ART also as I love to draw and paint but specifically my major is Science as in I want to study the biological enzyme-substrate pairs we use as the base of incorporation of other biocatalysts in the paints we use in our magical portraits. I have ideas on extending their life span and other areas we might find untapped resources!"
"Wow!" Sasporilla gasped. "That sounds fascinating and so very different from mine."
"Yes." Christin smiled. "But as ours both touch on art, but cross over other areas, we are placed in the very 'CATCH ALL' Life School."
"I get you." Sasporilla laughed. "They used to say the same thing about Hufflepuff!"
The auditorium lights lowered as a single spotlight filled the center of the stage. An ancient looking wizard, bald on top with long stringy white hair flowing long from the sides, mingling with a long white beard walked slowly into the spotlight from the darkened stage. The night blue robes he wore were covered in stars and moved as real as if they were the universe itself.
"Welcome Scholars of higher learning to the University of Avalon." The old wizard said in a quiet scratchy voice causing everyone to go very silent and very still to hear him. Sasporilla found him strangely familiar though she knew she had never met him. "I am Merlin, or at least I was. I come to you from another time and place with this message of welcome to the University that I helped to found, in hopes that one day you would find your way here to me."
Sasporilla was amazed that the old man looked straight at her when he said it, with a familiar rye smile.
The old man lifted his staff and cast "OSTENDE!"
Merlin burst into crows and flew off into seven different directions as a ball of blue energy expanded in the center stage.
The next twenty minutes was filled with a delightful presentation filled with images and information about the history of the university, and it's founders the wizard Merlin, the Witch Grizwelda and the Elf King Er'lorien. Fast forward fifteen hundred years to the modern campus and all of the things the university of Avalon had to offer it's students. A wealth of knowledge beyond that which most wizards and witches of the normal world dare to peruse and only with dedication, hard work and singular focus would each student reach their goal and learn that which they came to learn.
Starlight sprinkled into center stage as the images faded. The lights clustered to create a young witch in bright white robes. Her long blonde hair framed her heart shaped face and her ice blue eyes penetrated ones soul when they looked at you. A kind smile spread across what Sasporilla thought must be the most beautiful face she had ever seen another woman.
"Hello students." The young witch smiled. "I am professor LaDéesse, and would like to give you my personal welcome to Avalon University. I am a professor Technomancy and look forward to teaching some of you. Now if all of you would pull your dorm room keys from your package and hold them up in front of you with the crystalline pattern of your pass pressing on the gold side of the top of your key and your thumb pressed firmly against the silver side of top of your key. Just like this."
An image of just what she wanted them all to do magnified around her, center stage for all to see clearly and repeated several times for the lions share of students to copy.
"Is everyone ready?" Professor LaDéesse asked with a rye smile. "Repeat after me. CLAVIS."
"Clavis." The crowd repeated
"VESTIGIUM!"
"Vestigium!" A small spark between the pass and key left a pinching shock in the finger of each student. Most dropped their keys, embarrassed, quickly retrieving them with an accio spell.
"Each of your key's is now imprinted for your use and your use only!" Professor LaDéesse smiled. "A handy security spell you'll find used in some products such as locks and brooms. You will find a second key inside your package please repeat the process now to imprint your spare. This way if there are any problems I can fix them now and don't have to leave my beautiful wife and children later this evening."
A light highlighted Ms.Zevo sitting in a seat across the way with two toddlers. The spiky red haired witch waved a tad embarrassed. The older of the two children, a boy about three with hair as blonde as Professor LaDéesse's, laughed and waved. His sister of two was obviously much shyer than he.
Sasporilla wondered just what all this was about? Was this all a huge under cover assignment? Was this part of a real relationship for her friend? It had been so long since she'd been able to talk to Lyra. Did this Professor LaDéesse even know Professor Zevo was indeed the Auror Lyra Lee-Ashwolf?
After everyone had duplicated their keys the assembly came to a quick end. There were shuttles organized to take students to there dorm towers. Kathleen had grabbed hold of Christin with an excited exchange. Sasporilla tried to get through the crowd to Ms.Zevo, but with no avail. She was whisked off by Professor LaDéesse into the back with a couple of students having problems with their keys.
"Another time then." Sasporilla Sighed.
"Sasporilla!" Kathleen shouted. "Come on! The shuttle for the dorm will be leaving shortly!"
"You don't want to miss it do you?" Christin asked.
"No." Sasporilla said distantly turning around to meet them. "No, of course not. Wait? Kathleen? Are you in the Avonshire Tower too?"
"Yes! Kathleen smiled and laughed holding up her dorm assuagement paper excitedly. "Avonshire Tower, Room one twenty three, Suite D! Right next to Christin!"
"This is so wonderful!" Sasporilla laughed. "It seems fait has truly thrown us together."
"Let's hope it's for good reasons." Christin cringed.
"I'm sure it is!" Kathleen smiled getting between the two girls and taking both their arms. "I can just feel it! Let's catch that shuttle."
The Universities Northern campus was alive with students carrying their bags, trunks, brooms and books to their various new homes for the year. Huge marble towers loomed over the smaller surrounding buildings like streetlights amongst parked cars Sassy thought.
"The marble towers are the dorms." Kathleen, the young Phillipina witch smiled with knowledgeable pride until she realized she spoken allowed again and everyone was looking at her again. "Oh boy."
"Tell us more about this side of the campus please?" Christin, the large red headed German girl asked enthusiastically. "Like what is that Greek looking building over there?"
"Yes Kathleen," Sasporilla insisted, "please tell us."
"That Greco-Roman style building, not unlike the architectural style of many muggle Greek temples as well the muggle United States Supreme Court building in Washington DC, is the greatest repository of magical knowledge. The Royal Library of Avalon."
"Really?" Christin said amazed.
"Wow!" Sasporilla exclaimed. "That's the biggest library I've ever seen then! It goes on for forever!"
"It is three point two five three kilometers long by one kilometer wide and three hundred meters tall on the outside." Kathleen smiled.
"On the outside?" Christin asked.
"The inside is said to be immeasurable." Kathleen whispered. "Some kind of magic."
"Soceric-Engineering!" Ms.Zevo said. "Dimensionally designed by trained engineers to be larger on the inside than out. Engineered magic, something you can learn here at the University of Avalon."
The bus swung around the west end of the library to a Tudor style building that Sasporilla thought sort of resembled the old Globe Theater in London. Its light and dark woods a stark contrast to the ivory marbles and old brick works of the University buildings. The bus came to a stop in front of the main entrance. A banner hung above the large double doors read "Welcome New Students."
Everyone shuffled off the bus and stood at the base of the steps up to the front doors. Ms.Zevo walked up the front steps and stood by the big double doors. The bus drove off leaving them to their own devices.
"All right everyone!" Ms.Zevo smiled standing before the eager group of young people. "If you will collect your things and follow me inside we will get you checked in at reception. There you will receive your welcome package, your housing assignments including keys. Do not lose them. Then you will be shown a spell to send your things safely and securely on ahead to your dorm room, "if" you so choose to do so! Then we will make our way into the auditorium for a short presentation. Any questions?"
"Yes?" A young man in the back held up his hand. "What if you've made private Residence arrangements as opposed to public dorms?"
"Then I'm amazed you ended up on my bus and didn't get a limousine here!" Ms.Zevo sneered.
"I was did take a private lift service from the shuttle." The young man sneered back. "I just folded into the back of your motley crew upon arrival."
"Well then," Ms.Zevo smiled, "the answer to your question is thus, those of privilege need not worry about such pedestrian things as housing assignments in your welcome package as you've obviously made other private arrangements in advance. Thank you for singling yourself out to everyone as the rich self important one in the crowd, please go ahead of the peasants to your velvet throne sire."
The young man was clearly not amused as he stepped forward. "I don't appreciate your sarcasm."
"That's because it was free." Ms.Zevo smiled. "If you'd had to pay for it I'm sure you'd value it greatly. Now, everyone as this young man has kindly stepped up and opened the door... "PETRIFICUS TOTALOUS" he can hold it for everyone else until we've all gone in. Thank you young man, you're a gentleman and a scholar."
Sasporilla could not make out the guttural cursing coming out of the petrified young man holding open the door as she passed but she was quite certain it wasn't polite.
The young people lined up by last initial at tables marked with letter of their last names. The young mam ahead of Sassy was named Barnaby, Kenworth Barnaby.
"I'm afraid I don't see your card here Mr.Barnaby." the young woman who manned the table smiled politely.
"No my first name is Barnaby." The young man smiled.
"Oh I see." The young ender witch, with sharp features and dark hair said. "Then, Mr.Kenworth, I will give you some advice, listen to instructions given to you. Go to the table marked by the initial of your Last name. You'll find few of us suffer fools lightly here Mr.Kenworth. Good day. Next!"
"I think you were rather hard on him." Sassy said stepping forward.
"Name?" The young witch asked clearly irritated.
"Sasporilla Bucket." Sassy said stiffly.
"Good." The young woman said pulling a badge from the pile and pushing her book forward, the quill standing too. "Please sign in. You will be in row C - Seat seven, you will find your welcome package there. Here is your course schedule. Welcome to Avalon University."
"Thank you." Sasporilla smiled politely. "Your name is?"
"Burberry Bastage" the young witch said a bit surprised. No one usually cared enough to ask. The young witch pulled Sasporilla's name badge from the pile and handed it to her. "Here you are Ms.Bucket."
"Pleasure to meet you Ms.Bastage." Sasporilla said sticking to her proper manners.
"Pleasure is mine Ms.Bucket." Burberry Bastage smiled. "To be honest, just nice to meet some one polite, who can follow a basic instructions... for once!"
"OK!" a young wizard called. "Once you have your badges step over here with your things please."
Sasporilla carried her broom and lead Jorge by his lead over to the glowing magic circle. The young man encouraged others to place their things in circle, place their badge on pedestal with a clear crystal plate, then tap their wand to it. In a swirl of energy trunks, bags, cages with pets and owls were whisked off to dorm rooms. By the time it was Sasporilla's turn she'd seen everything she needed to see of the spell. She set everything up in the center of the circle, and handed her broom to Jorge.
"Don't Worry Jorge." Sassy smiled to her trusty flamingo. "You'll be in our new home in a tick."
Sasporilla turned back around to the wizard giving instructions and placed her ID badge on the pedestal.
"You've been paying attention, miss?" The young wizard asked.
"Bucket," Sassy smiled, "Sasporilla Bucket."
"Ok, Miss Bucket." The wizard said. "Tap your badge three times and say your name last name first, first name last."
Sasporilla drew her wand and tapped it thrice upon her badge and said her name, "Bucket, Sasporilla." The crystal glowed with a golden glow as did the circle. The magical energy swirled around Jorge that seemed quite amused by it all as the spell suddenly whooshed her things away off to her dorm room. Of course there was just one question? Sasporilla turned to the young wizard with questioning eyes.
"Your Dorm assignment and key is in your welcome package in the auditorium." The wizard smiled. "It's unlocked by your pass."
Sasporilla followed the flow of young witches and wizards into the grand auditorium. In the center was a modest oval shaped stage surrounded by stadium style seating that raised up and surrounded it on all sides. However rather than crude benches there were rather plush, comfortable chairs. Each had a row number and letter assigned and a name inscribed.
"Row C, Seat Seven." Sasporilla Repeated to herself as she walked down the auditorium steps.
"Sasporilla!" Christin called from down below. "You are down here! Next to my seat!"
Sasporilla smiled and made her way down to row C. As promised her name was indeed on her chair as was her personalized welcome package. Complete with housing assignment. Sasporilla touched her pass to the package and lifted free of the seat.
"Look!" Christin smiled. "We are both in The Avonshire Tower! What dorm are you in?"
Sasporilla opened her package and scanned for the information. Christin knew just where to look, pointing her finger in politely.
"Oh!" Sasporilla laughed. "Thank you! Dorm one twenty three, Suite A."
"Oh mine Gott!" Christin cheered. "I am in one twenty three, Suite C! That means we are room mates!"
"That's amazing!" Sasporilla smiled. "This will be the best year."
"I was afraid of being away from home." Christin frowned. "Away from my family and my good friends. At least now I will know you."
"Exactly. You'll have me to room with and You'll know Kathleen." Sasporilla looked around the auditorium. "Where is our walking encyclopedia anyway?"
"She is across the way," Christin pointed catching Kathleen’s attention who waved to them. "She's in the technomancy school section."
"It has it's own section?" Sasporilla asked.
"Yes, of course." Christin said surprised. "Just like ours, we are in the Life magic school because of our majors." Christin said. "I'm here to study ART also as I love to draw and paint but specifically my major is Science as in I want to study the biological enzyme-substrate pairs we use as the base of incorporation of other biocatalysts in the paints we use in our magical portraits. I have ideas on extending their life span and other areas we might find untapped resources!"
"Wow!" Sasporilla gasped. "That sounds fascinating and so very different from mine."
"Yes." Christin smiled. "But as ours both touch on art, but cross over other areas, we are placed in the very 'CATCH ALL' Life School."
"I get you." Sasporilla laughed. "They used to say the same thing about Hufflepuff!"
The auditorium lights lowered as a single spotlight filled the center of the stage. An ancient looking wizard, bald on top with long stringy white hair flowing long from the sides, mingling with a long white beard walked slowly into the spotlight from the darkened stage. The night blue robes he wore were covered in stars and moved as real as if they were the universe itself.
"Welcome Scholars of higher learning to the University of Avalon." The old wizard said in a quiet scratchy voice causing everyone to go very silent and very still to hear him. Sasporilla found him strangely familiar though she knew she had never met him. "I am Merlin, or at least I was. I come to you from another time and place with this message of welcome to the University that I helped to found, in hopes that one day you would find your way here to me."
Sasporilla was amazed that the old man looked straight at her when he said it, with a familiar rye smile.
The old man lifted his staff and cast "OSTENDE!"
Merlin burst into crows and flew off into seven different directions as a ball of blue energy expanded in the center stage.
The next twenty minutes was filled with a delightful presentation filled with images and information about the history of the university, and it's founders the wizard Merlin, the Witch Grizwelda and the Elf King Er'lorien. Fast forward fifteen hundred years to the modern campus and all of the things the university of Avalon had to offer it's students. A wealth of knowledge beyond that which most wizards and witches of the normal world dare to peruse and only with dedication, hard work and singular focus would each student reach their goal and learn that which they came to learn.
Starlight sprinkled into center stage as the images faded. The lights clustered to create a young witch in bright white robes. Her long blonde hair framed her heart shaped face and her ice blue eyes penetrated ones soul when they looked at you. A kind smile spread across what Sasporilla thought must be the most beautiful face she had ever seen another woman.
"Hello students." The young witch smiled. "I am professor LaDéesse, and would like to give you my personal welcome to Avalon University. I am a professor Technomancy and look forward to teaching some of you. Now if all of you would pull your dorm room keys from your package and hold them up in front of you with the crystalline pattern of your pass pressing on the gold side of the top of your key and your thumb pressed firmly against the silver side of top of your key. Just like this."
An image of just what she wanted them all to do magnified around her, center stage for all to see clearly and repeated several times for the lions share of students to copy.
"Is everyone ready?" Professor LaDéesse asked with a rye smile. "Repeat after me. CLAVIS."
"Clavis." The crowd repeated
"VESTIGIUM!"
"Vestigium!" A small spark between the pass and key left a pinching shock in the finger of each student. Most dropped their keys, embarrassed, quickly retrieving them with an accio spell.
"Each of your key's is now imprinted for your use and your use only!" Professor LaDéesse smiled. "A handy security spell you'll find used in some products such as locks and brooms. You will find a second key inside your package please repeat the process now to imprint your spare. This way if there are any problems I can fix them now and don't have to leave my beautiful wife and children later this evening."
A light highlighted Ms.Zevo sitting in a seat across the way with two toddlers. The spiky red haired witch waved a tad embarrassed. The older of the two children, a boy about three with hair as blonde as Professor LaDéesse's, laughed and waved. His sister of two was obviously much shyer than he.
Sasporilla wondered just what all this was about? Was this all a huge under cover assignment? Was this part of a real relationship for her friend? It had been so long since she'd been able to talk to Lyra. Did this Professor LaDéesse even know Professor Zevo was indeed the Auror Lyra Lee-Ashwolf?
After everyone had duplicated their keys the assembly came to a quick end. There were shuttles organized to take students to there dorm towers. Kathleen had grabbed hold of Christin with an excited exchange. Sasporilla tried to get through the crowd to Ms.Zevo, but with no avail. She was whisked off by Professor LaDéesse into the back with a couple of students having problems with their keys.
"Another time then." Sasporilla Sighed.
"Sasporilla!" Kathleen shouted. "Come on! The shuttle for the dorm will be leaving shortly!"
"You don't want to miss it do you?" Christin asked.
"No." Sasporilla said distantly turning around to meet them. "No, of course not. Wait? Kathleen? Are you in the Avonshire Tower too?"
"Yes! Kathleen smiled and laughed holding up her dorm assuagement paper excitedly. "Avonshire Tower, Room one twenty three, Suite D! Right next to Christin!"
"This is so wonderful!" Sasporilla laughed. "It seems fait has truly thrown us together."
"Let's hope it's for good reasons." Christin cringed.
"I'm sure it is!" Kathleen smiled getting between the two girls and taking both their arms. "I can just feel it! Let's catch that shuttle."
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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, donate to J.K.Rowling's charitable foundation LUMOS! Link below! ( https://www.wearelumos.org/ )