The University of Avalon
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 8
One of Flossy's favourite places to sleep was curled up around the base of a Sasporilla's mum's favourite old desk lamp, that Sassy kept in her bedside table. Wysteria had found it in some muggle trash behind a shop in its original box, good as new! Sasporilla had always thought the lamp ghastly as it was a the size of a house elf’s leg in fish net stockings and high heels as a base for a tasseled shade. However her mother saw a beauty in it and fir some reason it reminded Sasporilla of the fact that her mother could always see the beauty in everything. Flossy lay asleep, wound around the lamps base in the warm glow of its soft yellow light, just behind Sassy’s Spectra specs.
Sasporilla Bucket finished brushing the last of the days knots out of her pink hair, collected her books up from her desk and stuffed them in her bag. It was half past four and she wanted to get to the University library before dinner.
She ran out the front door and down to the front of the Avonshire Dorms as quick as she could. Frankly she didn't want the questions or the inevitable comments about why she was choosing to study at the library rather than the solitude of her perfectly spacious workspace in her room.
"Excuse me Ms.Bucket?" A woman’s voice asked making Sassy turn to see Professor Zevo standing by the dorm wall. "You seem to be headed somewhere in a hurry?"
"Just off to the library to study professor." Sassy said. "Midterms and all."
"Mind if I walk with you?" The professor asked. "I hate to walk alone."
"As long as you don't call me wide butt!" Sasporilla laughed.
"Well I wasn't going to mention the freshman fifty," Lyra said, "but now that you've brought it up, those purple pants of yours have some screaming seems girl!"
"I've gained seven pounds since I’ve been here!" Sasporilla said. "This girl in my dorm, Corina is an Amazing cook!"
"You'll have to invite me for dinner some time." Lyra said.
"You, the wife, kids and all?" Sassy asked.
"Yes of course!" Professor Zevo smiled and nodded as a student passed them.
"I figured the wife’s been keeping you busy." Sasporilla smiled. "Chores and all that."
"Shut it you." Lyra said. "I haven't contacted you because I've wanted to give you space to enjoy University. Also I've been seeing who falls into traps I've set all around. Sorry that prisoner got through. Amari and the Warlock king getting so close to you is unforgivable. I'm sorry."
"It's fine Lyra." Sassy said to reassure her friend. "I sent a message back with the Warlock King that I'm not interested in the throne. So if you're right and she who must not be named was worried about me taking over, she shouldn't be now."
"Well it's not just her that sees you as a rival that worries me." Lyra said. "It's also those on the side of the rebellion that would use you to their own political ends."
"For what purpose?" Sassy asked.
"Poster girl for honesty." Lyra whispered. "True heir to the Royal throne."
"I'm not a naive little girl any more Professor Zevo!" Sasporilla said.
"No but you are still a moon eyed teenager who could be lead a stray by temptation." Lyra scowled seriously.
"Are you referring to a specific nice looking young man?" Sasporilla asked.
"Him or a ham and cheese sandwich considering the size of that massive wide butt if yours!" Lyra laughed.
"Really?" Sassy asked smacking her friend on the shoulder. "You still call my butt wide? You? You! The one with a butt so wide, when you bend over, werewolves turn!"
The young women burst into laughter. It seemed for a moment just like old times. Two mates having a great time in each others company. Conspicuously so, it suddenly came to Lyra.
"Well Ms.Bucket," Professor Zevo said stiffening and straightening herself in front of a popular tea shop. "This is as far as I'm going. I'm to meet my Missus here at five. Good day."
The older witch’s cold and impersonal goodbye was hopefully enough to draw away suspicion from any eyes that had recognized familiarity between the two of them. Sasporilla wasn't stupid, she got it. Sassy understood Lyra's motivations but it still hurt to have her friend back for a moment then suddenly lose her again so coldly. Sasporilla grabbed onto her bag and headed on to the library wishing a few of the pounds had found their way from her butt to her bust for a change!
The Library of the University of Avalon was a huge building resembling old greek architectures with high stone pillars atop carved marble steps in front.
Sasporilla made her way inside into the long silent polished wooden halls. Each section ran off it's own direction from the main check out desk. Seemingly never ending wooden hallways lined with shelves and stacks of books and scrolls on every thing magical ever recorded in the history of the Wizarding world.
Sasporilla found a free space at a table not far from the check out area and set up her books and notes to study. Sassy needed to focus on the one subject she had the most trouble with, Necromancy. She found the subject abhorrent and repellent but she still had to pass it. The text book, Necromantics a novice Introduction, with its cover of a happy young couple in love experimenting with dark magic, sickened Sasporilla. It was like the entire Necromancy 101 basic was venus fly trap to lure young witches and wizards into the ways of dark magic.
Sasporilla looked up from her notes to see the team from the Technomancy team working on the new magical information brain that would organize all of the information of the University Library. Kathleen was there, the luckiest of talented first years to get in on the ground floor of the project. She spotted Sasporilla and beamed with a bright smile and waved energetically. Sassy waved back. Kathleen looked around and then pointed over to a scaffold near a Tree of learning. A tree that magically grew new books as they were written, thus insuring the library was always up to date. On the scaffold was Angelo unrolling long spools of what looked like long glass braids of hair. Every few feet he stopped and cast a spell shooting coloured lights through the braids sending lights in all directions. Usually he smiled at the result. This time he cast again but didn't seem happy. He walked back about three meters and cast into the line again with more positive results. It was there he swashed his wand across and kicked the unhealthy braid of Cybro-Hyper Glass off the scaffold. As it fell it dissolved in the air into nothing. Angelo pulled the roll to the cleanly cut end and watched the two ends rebraid themselves together.
"Incredible." Sasporilla whispered to herself. "You are here to study your subjects Sasporilla, not good looking young men!"
Sassy dove back into her notes and her texts. Though she did keep peeking up at Angelo. No matter how much she studied though, she found she could not seem to wrap her head around Death magic. Perhaps the answers that she needed were purposely kept out of these texts. Perhaps these texts were designed to force students to search out answers in darker texts. The answers she would need to answer her questions would probably be found in the books of the Necromancy section on Death Magic.
Sasporilla stood up and headed off into the Necromancy section. Oddly, the section seemed darker than the other sections. The books smelled of dank mould and rank misuses. She saw a dark figure in the distant stacks and got th shivers. There were things in the deep stacks that she feared made the wirst creatures of the dark forest look like kittens. Sasporilla readied her wand, just in case.
"I shouldn't think you will need that, unless you're planning to ACCIO a specific volume." A man's voice said from behind her. "But then better safe than sorry, hey?"
"I'm afraid this section gives me a bit of the willies." Sasporilla said. "Quite frankly I just don't understand death magic’s most basic problem. I know I will probably find the answer in one of these books."
"Well perhaps I could be of some assistance." The old wizard said. He was a rather dapper old man dressed in black dress robes with a white shirt, a very artsy modern scarf and a black pork pie hat.
"I don't proclaim to know a lot about the subject of Necromancy, as I am certainly no dark wizard, but I do know some things as I've been around the University a while. What is the problem?"
"What is the best spell to empower death magic’s?" The pink haired witch sighed.
"Really?" The old man looked surprised turning to get a book from a shelf near by. "You are not that thick a girl Sasporilla Bucket! Think!"
"I'm sorry?" Sasporilla asked taken rather aback. She looked him up and down. His rather average height, his short white beard and tied back long white hair rang no real bells. "Have we met?"
"No." The old man said handing her the book. "And yes, but we'll get to that. Let us first deal with your question. I fear the reason why you can't comprehend such an obvious, easy answer is because it's just such a hideous option to you."
"I can't accept that!" Sasporilla said. "Avada Kedvra is an unforgivable curse. Illegal!!! To use it like a battery in a muggle childs Christmas toy! It can't be the answer!"
"And yet if you turn to page seven you'll find it is." The old man said hanging his head. "Necromancy is a very dark art. The taking of life by magic, by blade, by poison... it's all the same to a necromancer. Life can seem as ugly to them as death to us."
"You've been very helpful sir." Sasporilla said handing the old wizard the back the book, 'Merlin’s guide to the Unimaginable Evils of Necromantic Powers. Their Importance and why they're not to be dabbled in lightly! By Merlin'. Volume one. Sasporilla couldn't help but notice the wizard on the back cover sketch highly resembled the old man standing in the aisle with her. The old man asumed the same serious pose as old Merlin on the back of the book jacket.
"Allow me to introduce myself Ms.Bucket." the old wizard said. "I am Merlin."
"Merlin?" Sasporilla gasped. "The... MERLIN?"
"Yes." The old wizard smiled rather embarrassed. That was almost always the reaction. Somehow it just wasn't the one he'd expected from Sasporilla Bucket. "Did you know that I protected all of your MUGGLES from the Death Curse a thousand years ago with a counter curse so powerful, no witch or wizard could break it?"
"What?" Sasporilla gasped. "I don't understand. Many muggles were killed in the last wizarding war! Your counter curse must be failing!"
"No." Merlin said. "The words of power still exist and almost every muggle knows them. They just don't remember why or how to use them. That's why I've come to see you today Sasporilla Bucket."
"Me?" Sassy asked. "Why?"
"You see." Merlin said taking the young witches hand. "A time is approaching very quickly where you are going to be required to choose one of four paths. A choice between a path of responsibility, compassion, love or power. Paths which right now are entwined like a knot. Once you choose the others will fade, but from them you will walk all knowing of what has happened. And I want you to bring with you... if nothing else, the key to returning to the muggles, my protections."
"Sir I don't know what you're talking about." Sasporilla began to shake a bit nervously. "But your scaring me. I saw art of you where you screamed my name and begged for my help! Can you tell me why?"
Merlin cupped Sasporilla's head in his hands and looked deep into her eyes. His eyes burned with fire. She saw how the muggles would be forced to kneel. They touched a hand to the ground and uttered the words "ABRACADABRA".
With burning hateful eyes wizards looking down their wands at beings they felt didn’t deserve to share the air they breathed cast the lethal death curse "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Green magical energy engulfed and swirled around the muggle as they stood grabbing their sword or pitchfork or what ever they could to turn on the MAGI who was very surprised to find Merlin had given the humans the upper hand against them.
Sasporilla found herself laughing in the middle of the Necromancy aisle. A slight bluish glow circled her eyes. Whatever hid amongst the stacks feared her now.
"Sasporilla?" A voice said behind her making her cry out and jump. She turned to see it was Angelo "I'm sorry! I saw you come this way, and when you didn't come out... I wanted to make sure you were ok?"
"I'm fine." Sasporilla smiled putting her hand over her heart. "Just jumpy. Creepy subject to have homework for."
"Yes I agree." Angelo said. "I dropped it after first day. Found I could get the credit by adding their books here on this project."
"Lucky you." Sassy smiled. "You know what your missing then at least."
"I at least got to see you stand up to Professor Foxx and back you up on the Veil question." Angelo smiled.
"That was you?" Sasporilla gasped.
"Yes." Angelo rolled his up coyly. "That was little ol' me."
"I was thinking then that I recognized your voice." Sasporilla said.
"I can't for the life of me think of why?" Angelo asked.
"You're just so," Sasporilla hesitated to use the word, "familiar."
"In a good way?" Angelo asked.
"Ya." Sassy smiled a bit embarrassed. "I think so. In a very good way."
"Do you want to get a Dirigible Plumb Juice with me?" Angelo asked. "I'm buying."
"I'd love to." Sasporilla smiled taking his hand.
One of Flossy's favourite places to sleep was curled up around the base of a Sasporilla's mum's favourite old desk lamp, that Sassy kept in her bedside table. Wysteria had found it in some muggle trash behind a shop in its original box, good as new! Sasporilla had always thought the lamp ghastly as it was a the size of a house elf’s leg in fish net stockings and high heels as a base for a tasseled shade. However her mother saw a beauty in it and fir some reason it reminded Sasporilla of the fact that her mother could always see the beauty in everything. Flossy lay asleep, wound around the lamps base in the warm glow of its soft yellow light, just behind Sassy’s Spectra specs.
Sasporilla Bucket finished brushing the last of the days knots out of her pink hair, collected her books up from her desk and stuffed them in her bag. It was half past four and she wanted to get to the University library before dinner.
She ran out the front door and down to the front of the Avonshire Dorms as quick as she could. Frankly she didn't want the questions or the inevitable comments about why she was choosing to study at the library rather than the solitude of her perfectly spacious workspace in her room.
"Excuse me Ms.Bucket?" A woman’s voice asked making Sassy turn to see Professor Zevo standing by the dorm wall. "You seem to be headed somewhere in a hurry?"
"Just off to the library to study professor." Sassy said. "Midterms and all."
"Mind if I walk with you?" The professor asked. "I hate to walk alone."
"As long as you don't call me wide butt!" Sasporilla laughed.
"Well I wasn't going to mention the freshman fifty," Lyra said, "but now that you've brought it up, those purple pants of yours have some screaming seems girl!"
"I've gained seven pounds since I’ve been here!" Sasporilla said. "This girl in my dorm, Corina is an Amazing cook!"
"You'll have to invite me for dinner some time." Lyra said.
"You, the wife, kids and all?" Sassy asked.
"Yes of course!" Professor Zevo smiled and nodded as a student passed them.
"I figured the wife’s been keeping you busy." Sasporilla smiled. "Chores and all that."
"Shut it you." Lyra said. "I haven't contacted you because I've wanted to give you space to enjoy University. Also I've been seeing who falls into traps I've set all around. Sorry that prisoner got through. Amari and the Warlock king getting so close to you is unforgivable. I'm sorry."
"It's fine Lyra." Sassy said to reassure her friend. "I sent a message back with the Warlock King that I'm not interested in the throne. So if you're right and she who must not be named was worried about me taking over, she shouldn't be now."
"Well it's not just her that sees you as a rival that worries me." Lyra said. "It's also those on the side of the rebellion that would use you to their own political ends."
"For what purpose?" Sassy asked.
"Poster girl for honesty." Lyra whispered. "True heir to the Royal throne."
"I'm not a naive little girl any more Professor Zevo!" Sasporilla said.
"No but you are still a moon eyed teenager who could be lead a stray by temptation." Lyra scowled seriously.
"Are you referring to a specific nice looking young man?" Sasporilla asked.
"Him or a ham and cheese sandwich considering the size of that massive wide butt if yours!" Lyra laughed.
"Really?" Sassy asked smacking her friend on the shoulder. "You still call my butt wide? You? You! The one with a butt so wide, when you bend over, werewolves turn!"
The young women burst into laughter. It seemed for a moment just like old times. Two mates having a great time in each others company. Conspicuously so, it suddenly came to Lyra.
"Well Ms.Bucket," Professor Zevo said stiffening and straightening herself in front of a popular tea shop. "This is as far as I'm going. I'm to meet my Missus here at five. Good day."
The older witch’s cold and impersonal goodbye was hopefully enough to draw away suspicion from any eyes that had recognized familiarity between the two of them. Sasporilla wasn't stupid, she got it. Sassy understood Lyra's motivations but it still hurt to have her friend back for a moment then suddenly lose her again so coldly. Sasporilla grabbed onto her bag and headed on to the library wishing a few of the pounds had found their way from her butt to her bust for a change!
The Library of the University of Avalon was a huge building resembling old greek architectures with high stone pillars atop carved marble steps in front.
Sasporilla made her way inside into the long silent polished wooden halls. Each section ran off it's own direction from the main check out desk. Seemingly never ending wooden hallways lined with shelves and stacks of books and scrolls on every thing magical ever recorded in the history of the Wizarding world.
Sasporilla found a free space at a table not far from the check out area and set up her books and notes to study. Sassy needed to focus on the one subject she had the most trouble with, Necromancy. She found the subject abhorrent and repellent but she still had to pass it. The text book, Necromantics a novice Introduction, with its cover of a happy young couple in love experimenting with dark magic, sickened Sasporilla. It was like the entire Necromancy 101 basic was venus fly trap to lure young witches and wizards into the ways of dark magic.
Sasporilla looked up from her notes to see the team from the Technomancy team working on the new magical information brain that would organize all of the information of the University Library. Kathleen was there, the luckiest of talented first years to get in on the ground floor of the project. She spotted Sasporilla and beamed with a bright smile and waved energetically. Sassy waved back. Kathleen looked around and then pointed over to a scaffold near a Tree of learning. A tree that magically grew new books as they were written, thus insuring the library was always up to date. On the scaffold was Angelo unrolling long spools of what looked like long glass braids of hair. Every few feet he stopped and cast a spell shooting coloured lights through the braids sending lights in all directions. Usually he smiled at the result. This time he cast again but didn't seem happy. He walked back about three meters and cast into the line again with more positive results. It was there he swashed his wand across and kicked the unhealthy braid of Cybro-Hyper Glass off the scaffold. As it fell it dissolved in the air into nothing. Angelo pulled the roll to the cleanly cut end and watched the two ends rebraid themselves together.
"Incredible." Sasporilla whispered to herself. "You are here to study your subjects Sasporilla, not good looking young men!"
Sassy dove back into her notes and her texts. Though she did keep peeking up at Angelo. No matter how much she studied though, she found she could not seem to wrap her head around Death magic. Perhaps the answers that she needed were purposely kept out of these texts. Perhaps these texts were designed to force students to search out answers in darker texts. The answers she would need to answer her questions would probably be found in the books of the Necromancy section on Death Magic.
Sasporilla stood up and headed off into the Necromancy section. Oddly, the section seemed darker than the other sections. The books smelled of dank mould and rank misuses. She saw a dark figure in the distant stacks and got th shivers. There were things in the deep stacks that she feared made the wirst creatures of the dark forest look like kittens. Sasporilla readied her wand, just in case.
"I shouldn't think you will need that, unless you're planning to ACCIO a specific volume." A man's voice said from behind her. "But then better safe than sorry, hey?"
"I'm afraid this section gives me a bit of the willies." Sasporilla said. "Quite frankly I just don't understand death magic’s most basic problem. I know I will probably find the answer in one of these books."
"Well perhaps I could be of some assistance." The old wizard said. He was a rather dapper old man dressed in black dress robes with a white shirt, a very artsy modern scarf and a black pork pie hat.
"I don't proclaim to know a lot about the subject of Necromancy, as I am certainly no dark wizard, but I do know some things as I've been around the University a while. What is the problem?"
"What is the best spell to empower death magic’s?" The pink haired witch sighed.
"Really?" The old man looked surprised turning to get a book from a shelf near by. "You are not that thick a girl Sasporilla Bucket! Think!"
"I'm sorry?" Sasporilla asked taken rather aback. She looked him up and down. His rather average height, his short white beard and tied back long white hair rang no real bells. "Have we met?"
"No." The old man said handing her the book. "And yes, but we'll get to that. Let us first deal with your question. I fear the reason why you can't comprehend such an obvious, easy answer is because it's just such a hideous option to you."
"I can't accept that!" Sasporilla said. "Avada Kedvra is an unforgivable curse. Illegal!!! To use it like a battery in a muggle childs Christmas toy! It can't be the answer!"
"And yet if you turn to page seven you'll find it is." The old man said hanging his head. "Necromancy is a very dark art. The taking of life by magic, by blade, by poison... it's all the same to a necromancer. Life can seem as ugly to them as death to us."
"You've been very helpful sir." Sasporilla said handing the old wizard the back the book, 'Merlin’s guide to the Unimaginable Evils of Necromantic Powers. Their Importance and why they're not to be dabbled in lightly! By Merlin'. Volume one. Sasporilla couldn't help but notice the wizard on the back cover sketch highly resembled the old man standing in the aisle with her. The old man asumed the same serious pose as old Merlin on the back of the book jacket.
"Allow me to introduce myself Ms.Bucket." the old wizard said. "I am Merlin."
"Merlin?" Sasporilla gasped. "The... MERLIN?"
"Yes." The old wizard smiled rather embarrassed. That was almost always the reaction. Somehow it just wasn't the one he'd expected from Sasporilla Bucket. "Did you know that I protected all of your MUGGLES from the Death Curse a thousand years ago with a counter curse so powerful, no witch or wizard could break it?"
"What?" Sasporilla gasped. "I don't understand. Many muggles were killed in the last wizarding war! Your counter curse must be failing!"
"No." Merlin said. "The words of power still exist and almost every muggle knows them. They just don't remember why or how to use them. That's why I've come to see you today Sasporilla Bucket."
"Me?" Sassy asked. "Why?"
"You see." Merlin said taking the young witches hand. "A time is approaching very quickly where you are going to be required to choose one of four paths. A choice between a path of responsibility, compassion, love or power. Paths which right now are entwined like a knot. Once you choose the others will fade, but from them you will walk all knowing of what has happened. And I want you to bring with you... if nothing else, the key to returning to the muggles, my protections."
"Sir I don't know what you're talking about." Sasporilla began to shake a bit nervously. "But your scaring me. I saw art of you where you screamed my name and begged for my help! Can you tell me why?"
Merlin cupped Sasporilla's head in his hands and looked deep into her eyes. His eyes burned with fire. She saw how the muggles would be forced to kneel. They touched a hand to the ground and uttered the words "ABRACADABRA".
With burning hateful eyes wizards looking down their wands at beings they felt didn’t deserve to share the air they breathed cast the lethal death curse "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Green magical energy engulfed and swirled around the muggle as they stood grabbing their sword or pitchfork or what ever they could to turn on the MAGI who was very surprised to find Merlin had given the humans the upper hand against them.
Sasporilla found herself laughing in the middle of the Necromancy aisle. A slight bluish glow circled her eyes. Whatever hid amongst the stacks feared her now.
"Sasporilla?" A voice said behind her making her cry out and jump. She turned to see it was Angelo "I'm sorry! I saw you come this way, and when you didn't come out... I wanted to make sure you were ok?"
"I'm fine." Sasporilla smiled putting her hand over her heart. "Just jumpy. Creepy subject to have homework for."
"Yes I agree." Angelo said. "I dropped it after first day. Found I could get the credit by adding their books here on this project."
"Lucky you." Sassy smiled. "You know what your missing then at least."
"I at least got to see you stand up to Professor Foxx and back you up on the Veil question." Angelo smiled.
"That was you?" Sasporilla gasped.
"Yes." Angelo rolled his up coyly. "That was little ol' me."
"I was thinking then that I recognized your voice." Sasporilla said.
"I can't for the life of me think of why?" Angelo asked.
"You're just so," Sasporilla hesitated to use the word, "familiar."
"In a good way?" Angelo asked.
"Ya." Sassy smiled a bit embarrassed. "I think so. In a very good way."
"Do you want to get a Dirigible Plumb Juice with me?" Angelo asked. "I'm buying."
"I'd love to." Sasporilla smiled taking his hand.
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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/ )