Weavers of Light & Darkness
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 14
The Hogwarts Express was alive with activity as everyone was excited to go home for the holiday. Sassy brought some of the clothes from Lyra with her. They'd look good around the house while she unpacked her things and set up her room. That is if her mum had not already done so for her. Kandy Curtiss argued over the importance of the Inquisitorial squad. Kandy was thinking of joining as a Slytherin boy she liked had joined.
"Use your head girl." Kay yelled at her sister. "They're just a bunch of fanatical bullies getting their jollies telling others what to do!"
"They are an important part of keeping order at Hogwarts." Kandy Curtiss growled. "If it wasn't for them animals like you lot would be running wild in the halls."
Korry raised one buttock and let out a loud fart to big for an old man ten times his size.
"Take that back to your inquisitor boy friend." Korry laughed.
"Little pig." Kandy said holding her nose and walking out of the compartment to find more menial companionship.
"Well I am an animal after all!" Korry yelled after her. "She's becoming such a TW...."
Korry noticed all the girls looking at him rather crossly holding their noses. Korry started to laugh and pulled out a small box from his pocket.
"It's a Weasley wheeze Toot box." Korry laughed opening it made the same loud fart sound. "There's no smell. Just sound. I just wanted her to shut it and leave."
The girls all laughed. Sasporilla sunk into the Daily Prophet. It had a big picture on the front of the Weird Sisters with thier new singer and their new look.
The Weird Sisters move past Tragedy
By Rita Skeeter
It is no surprise that a band as young, popular and full of energy as the Weird Sisters, refused to die with their late lead singer Myron Wagtail. I recently had the opportunity to meet up with the fab five in a classically Gothic Mansion in West Heath.
When asked where they'd found their new lead singer, the tall thin young man named Marlon Wormwood, it turned out that they didn't have very far to look at all.
"Marlon was a rodie of ours for years." Kirley Duke - Lead guitarist told us. "He knew the whole show and he can sing."
"Ya he's a much more talented song writer than Myron was." Gideon Crumb added. "His songs take us in the direction what we always wanted to go in!"
I had to admit that visually they did look different in heavy make up and dark feel. When I asked if this was their intention to become a darker, heavier band with a less poppy edge I was surprised to here that yes they were.
"Myron Wagtail was a kind generous man." Marlon Wormwood told this reporter. "He genuinely liked people and took in strays and charity cases as often as muggle children bring home stray puppies. He had a bright view of this world and in my opinion not a very realistic one. His views were reflected in the bands songs. Now all of our views are reflected equally."
I had to ask Marlon Wormwood the burning question that was on everyone's mind.
"Marlon your father was notorious convicted child murder and death eater Collin Wormwood. Any concerns about these rumors of you know who's return?"
It was with a broad smile he answered me. "No. Do you have any Rita Skeeter?"
The new album "The Dark Mark" will be released boxing day eve. Management assures the public they will not be disappointed at the new sound which, tho different from that of the Wagtail Years, is still very much the Weird Sisters.
Sasporilla wasn't as interested in the band without her Myron. She didn't know how they could just move on. This whole new dark look gave her the shivers. They looked like the types she'd envisioned in league with Voldimort during the dark times. Maybe they were.
More articles of disappearances and violence on muggles were being reported every day. It seemed like no place was safe from the dark things going on in London.
A small article at the back of the Prophet talked about the Ministries plan to create a Centaur reserve in the dark forest. One hundred acres would be allotted once the bill was passed in the ministry of magic to reclaim it from its one thousand year old claim held by the adjacent Hogwarts. Minister Fudge was quoted as saying "Just because Hogwarts sits next to the dark forest does not give them the right to it! After all we live next to France and don't just claim it for our own. It's time for ancient land rights to be reviewed in the ministry and for injustices in old pollicies to be rectified!"
As the train pulled into Kings Cross station Sasporilla caught site of her mum standing next to the Curtiss'. They all smiled and waved as the train rolled in. That was the first time Sasporilla Bucket noticed a tall thin man dressed in a shabby long coat and oversized pants with wild long hair that looked as though it had never seen a comb and a beard to match. She wondered just who this "Shabby man" was.
The Hogwarts Express was alive with activity as everyone was excited to go home for the holiday. Sassy brought some of the clothes from Lyra with her. They'd look good around the house while she unpacked her things and set up her room. That is if her mum had not already done so for her. Kandy Curtiss argued over the importance of the Inquisitorial squad. Kandy was thinking of joining as a Slytherin boy she liked had joined.
"Use your head girl." Kay yelled at her sister. "They're just a bunch of fanatical bullies getting their jollies telling others what to do!"
"They are an important part of keeping order at Hogwarts." Kandy Curtiss growled. "If it wasn't for them animals like you lot would be running wild in the halls."
Korry raised one buttock and let out a loud fart to big for an old man ten times his size.
"Take that back to your inquisitor boy friend." Korry laughed.
"Little pig." Kandy said holding her nose and walking out of the compartment to find more menial companionship.
"Well I am an animal after all!" Korry yelled after her. "She's becoming such a TW...."
Korry noticed all the girls looking at him rather crossly holding their noses. Korry started to laugh and pulled out a small box from his pocket.
"It's a Weasley wheeze Toot box." Korry laughed opening it made the same loud fart sound. "There's no smell. Just sound. I just wanted her to shut it and leave."
The girls all laughed. Sasporilla sunk into the Daily Prophet. It had a big picture on the front of the Weird Sisters with thier new singer and their new look.
The Weird Sisters move past Tragedy
By Rita Skeeter
It is no surprise that a band as young, popular and full of energy as the Weird Sisters, refused to die with their late lead singer Myron Wagtail. I recently had the opportunity to meet up with the fab five in a classically Gothic Mansion in West Heath.
When asked where they'd found their new lead singer, the tall thin young man named Marlon Wormwood, it turned out that they didn't have very far to look at all.
"Marlon was a rodie of ours for years." Kirley Duke - Lead guitarist told us. "He knew the whole show and he can sing."
"Ya he's a much more talented song writer than Myron was." Gideon Crumb added. "His songs take us in the direction what we always wanted to go in!"
I had to admit that visually they did look different in heavy make up and dark feel. When I asked if this was their intention to become a darker, heavier band with a less poppy edge I was surprised to here that yes they were.
"Myron Wagtail was a kind generous man." Marlon Wormwood told this reporter. "He genuinely liked people and took in strays and charity cases as often as muggle children bring home stray puppies. He had a bright view of this world and in my opinion not a very realistic one. His views were reflected in the bands songs. Now all of our views are reflected equally."
I had to ask Marlon Wormwood the burning question that was on everyone's mind.
"Marlon your father was notorious convicted child murder and death eater Collin Wormwood. Any concerns about these rumors of you know who's return?"
It was with a broad smile he answered me. "No. Do you have any Rita Skeeter?"
The new album "The Dark Mark" will be released boxing day eve. Management assures the public they will not be disappointed at the new sound which, tho different from that of the Wagtail Years, is still very much the Weird Sisters.
Sasporilla wasn't as interested in the band without her Myron. She didn't know how they could just move on. This whole new dark look gave her the shivers. They looked like the types she'd envisioned in league with Voldimort during the dark times. Maybe they were.
More articles of disappearances and violence on muggles were being reported every day. It seemed like no place was safe from the dark things going on in London.
A small article at the back of the Prophet talked about the Ministries plan to create a Centaur reserve in the dark forest. One hundred acres would be allotted once the bill was passed in the ministry of magic to reclaim it from its one thousand year old claim held by the adjacent Hogwarts. Minister Fudge was quoted as saying "Just because Hogwarts sits next to the dark forest does not give them the right to it! After all we live next to France and don't just claim it for our own. It's time for ancient land rights to be reviewed in the ministry and for injustices in old pollicies to be rectified!"
As the train pulled into Kings Cross station Sasporilla caught site of her mum standing next to the Curtiss'. They all smiled and waved as the train rolled in. That was the first time Sasporilla Bucket noticed a tall thin man dressed in a shabby long coat and oversized pants with wild long hair that looked as though it had never seen a comb and a beard to match. She wondered just who this "Shabby man" was.
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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.