Weavers of Light & Darkness
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 15
Sasporilla piled into the Curtiss family mini van along with everyone else. Mr. & Mrs.Curtiss sat in front. Wysteria sat behind beside Sassy with the oldest girl Kay on the other side. Kandy was stuck between the twins in the back.
"Isn't this brilliant?" Wysteria asked Sasporilla. "So much room! You could almost live in it!"
"Yes." Sasporilla agreed.
"You know while you've been away at school." Wysteria smiled. "I've been studying to get my muggle drivers licence."
"Really mum?" Sasporilla said excitedly. "Yep! Mr. & Mrs.Curtiss have been giving me lessons since I got my learners permit. If I get my full licence I plan to buy a minus van just like this one."
"Mini-van", Kolleen Curtiss Giggled. "The Muggles call it a mini-van Wyssie."
"Right." Wysteria stood corrected. "Mini-van."
Ride home was slow and long due to holiday traffic but once they'd arrived Sasporilla felt a desperate sence of reliefe. Though she'd only seen the home once it clearly felt like home to her.
As they climbed out into the drive way Sasporilla grabbed her bags and took in the site of their small yellow house with a few chubby Christmas lights strung along the eves. It was so beautiful.
"So we'll see you at Seven then?" Kolleen asked.
"Wouldn't miss it!" Wysteria smiled and waved as the Curtiss' drove off down the road to their house.
"What's at seven?" Sasporilla asked her mum.
"Christmas party at the Curtiss'." Wysteria smiled. "Whole street will be in attendance."
The front door opened to reveal miss Daisy and a waggley bummed black and white puppy.
"Hello my dearest Sasporilla." Daisy said reaching up to kiss her grand niece. "I have missed you so."
"Who is this?" Sasporilla smiled as the puppy woofed at her.
"Daisy." Wysteria said picking up the puppy. "He was suppose to be a present for the morning!"
"Have you ever tried to keep a puppy in a box?" Daisy said. "It isn't easy I tell you. Even for a magical being such as myself."
Gooseberry peeked out of his house at the puppy. The puppy woofed at the small monkey and she peeked her head back down.
The family piled in. The puppy scampered off to find her ball. Sassy carried her things through the kitchen and up the back stairs into her room. Her mother had set up a bed for her and a night table with a lamp. She had her own dresser and wardrobe and a nice rug that really tied the room together.
She hung her newest things in the wardrobe with her old clothes. It still left 90% of space in the wardrobe. The dresser had some new socks and underwear along with old. It was a wonderful room. A couple of large boxes marked "Sassys things" sat on the freshly made bed.
Sasporilla levitated the two boxes onto the floor and flopped down onto the bed. She jiggled excitedly as the concept of being on her own bed in her own room for the first time!
The puppy jumped, with some effort, on to Sasporillas bed. He shimmied up to her and flopped down by her head, rolling over on his back exposing his furry little tummy and kissing her face.
"What's your name?" Sassy said.
"I don't have one." The puppy whimpered. "My mom said my person would give me one. Are you my person?"
"I guess I am." Sassy said. "What name have you heard that you like."
"I heard a name on the box the lady watches." The puppy sat up straight and woofed. "Buster."
"Buster it is then." Sasporilla said rubbing his furry little head.
"Yay" the puppy circled and danced excitedly. "I'm buster!"
Gooseberry jumped up on the bed. She walked over to the puppy cautiously.
"Gooseberry this is Buster he's a puppy." Sasporilla said. "Buster this is Gooseberry, she's a monkey."
The two touched noses and stared at each other. Then Gooseberry held out his hand and the puppy gave paw. They became fast friends. Sasporilla was very glad, and very relieved.
At sevenish the Buckets headed over to the Curtiss house. Christmas music played loudly and people were coming and going. Sasporilla helped her mother carry over four bags of Christmas gifts. Apperantly mum had become fast friends with the Curtiss' since she'd been away. Sassy was glad for her mum who had never really had friends except for her, dad and Miss Daisy.
There was no sense knocking on the door because no one would hear it. So they walked in.
The Curtiss family dog, a brown and white Staffordshire terrier named Porridge, met them in the foyer.
"Hello Porridge." Mrs.Bucket smiled.
The dog wagged its tail and lead them into the party.
Mrs.Curtiss met them first. "Wysteria! Sasporilla! Welcome! Here give me those bags and I'll put them under the tree. Wysie follow me, Sasporilla the twins are over there by the tv."
Sasporilla worked her way through the crowd until she came across the twins sitting on a couch by the tv in a small alcove off of the living room. Sasporilla flopped down across the laps of her friends.
"Hi ya." Sasporilla smiled.
"You scared the life out of me!" Karry laughed giving her friend a good thump.
"I thought it was the dog at first." Korry laughed. "Not that far off. Smell the same."
Sasporilla pinched Korrys arm as she sat up between the two of them.
"Do your parents always throw such big parties?" Sasporilla asked.
"Big?" Korry laughed. "This is a get together. Real parties are huge."
"Wow." Sasporilla said. "I can't imagine."
"I hate parties." Karry said. "I'd like to have just one quiet Christmas eve."
"I could cast a deafness spell on you." Korry said reaching for his wand. "If I could put a mute spell on Kandy it'd be the perfect Christmas!"
"Put your wand away." Sasporilla said. "No magic outside of school."
"Let's go for a walk." Karry said. "At least it's quiet outside."
Karry and Sassy took Porridge for an evening walk. The Castle Road was alive with partyers singing carols as they walked away from the party with two or three drinks in them. A few blocks up the night got a bit quieter.
"So what's around here?" Sasporilla asked.
"There's an all hours shop up there." Karry pointed. "The shops are mostly over that way and there's a theatre over down there. There's a couple of places to eat on the corners. Good fish and chips by the all hours shop."
"I'll have to get you guys to show me around some time." Sassy smiled.
"Ya we'll take our bikes." Karry smiled.
"I don't have a bike." Sasporilla said.
"Have you ever ridden one?" Karry asked.
"No." Sasporilla said ashamed.
"That's ok." Karry said. "We'll walk around then."
Up the road a tall thin man, shabbily dressed stepped from the bushes into the road. He stood there staring at the girls from a far but not unnoticed.
Sasporilla grabbed Karry by the arm. Porridge sensed alarm and started barking.
"Look." Sassy pointed up the road. "The shabby man. I saw him at Kings Cross."
"Probably just a homeless man." Karry said. "Let's go back."
The girls walked back to the Curtiss house. The party still raged as the a light snow began to fall gently. As they went back inside Sasporilla looked but saw no sign of the shabby man.
Wysteria was standing just inside with an arm full of presents to go home with them. "There you are girl." Wysteria smiled. "Are you about ready to go?"
"Yes mum." Sasporilla said. "Still have some things to put up in my room. See ya later Karry."
"Yep." Karry smiled. "I'll come call tomorrow. Maybe we can have that look'round?"
Korry was standing over by the stairs a bit nervous.
Sasporilla smiled and waved to him and left with her mum. Not noticing he had purposely stood beneath the mistletoe, hoping she'd walk up to him. Korry sighed and hung his head.
Sassy and her mum walked back down the road to their house. Sasporilla liked the sound of that. "Their house!" Miss Daisy met them with fresh cocoa and cookies. Gooseberry was teaching buster tricks. They all sat around mums new TV in the living room watching some old muggle movie about ghosts and Christmas. It was comfy night in, snuggling on the couch with mum until Sasporilla fell off to sleep. No one noticed the dark figure of the shabby man in outside the window looking in.
Sasporilla piled into the Curtiss family mini van along with everyone else. Mr. & Mrs.Curtiss sat in front. Wysteria sat behind beside Sassy with the oldest girl Kay on the other side. Kandy was stuck between the twins in the back.
"Isn't this brilliant?" Wysteria asked Sasporilla. "So much room! You could almost live in it!"
"Yes." Sasporilla agreed.
"You know while you've been away at school." Wysteria smiled. "I've been studying to get my muggle drivers licence."
"Really mum?" Sasporilla said excitedly. "Yep! Mr. & Mrs.Curtiss have been giving me lessons since I got my learners permit. If I get my full licence I plan to buy a minus van just like this one."
"Mini-van", Kolleen Curtiss Giggled. "The Muggles call it a mini-van Wyssie."
"Right." Wysteria stood corrected. "Mini-van."
Ride home was slow and long due to holiday traffic but once they'd arrived Sasporilla felt a desperate sence of reliefe. Though she'd only seen the home once it clearly felt like home to her.
As they climbed out into the drive way Sasporilla grabbed her bags and took in the site of their small yellow house with a few chubby Christmas lights strung along the eves. It was so beautiful.
"So we'll see you at Seven then?" Kolleen asked.
"Wouldn't miss it!" Wysteria smiled and waved as the Curtiss' drove off down the road to their house.
"What's at seven?" Sasporilla asked her mum.
"Christmas party at the Curtiss'." Wysteria smiled. "Whole street will be in attendance."
The front door opened to reveal miss Daisy and a waggley bummed black and white puppy.
"Hello my dearest Sasporilla." Daisy said reaching up to kiss her grand niece. "I have missed you so."
"Who is this?" Sasporilla smiled as the puppy woofed at her.
"Daisy." Wysteria said picking up the puppy. "He was suppose to be a present for the morning!"
"Have you ever tried to keep a puppy in a box?" Daisy said. "It isn't easy I tell you. Even for a magical being such as myself."
Gooseberry peeked out of his house at the puppy. The puppy woofed at the small monkey and she peeked her head back down.
The family piled in. The puppy scampered off to find her ball. Sassy carried her things through the kitchen and up the back stairs into her room. Her mother had set up a bed for her and a night table with a lamp. She had her own dresser and wardrobe and a nice rug that really tied the room together.
She hung her newest things in the wardrobe with her old clothes. It still left 90% of space in the wardrobe. The dresser had some new socks and underwear along with old. It was a wonderful room. A couple of large boxes marked "Sassys things" sat on the freshly made bed.
Sasporilla levitated the two boxes onto the floor and flopped down onto the bed. She jiggled excitedly as the concept of being on her own bed in her own room for the first time!
The puppy jumped, with some effort, on to Sasporillas bed. He shimmied up to her and flopped down by her head, rolling over on his back exposing his furry little tummy and kissing her face.
"What's your name?" Sassy said.
"I don't have one." The puppy whimpered. "My mom said my person would give me one. Are you my person?"
"I guess I am." Sassy said. "What name have you heard that you like."
"I heard a name on the box the lady watches." The puppy sat up straight and woofed. "Buster."
"Buster it is then." Sasporilla said rubbing his furry little head.
"Yay" the puppy circled and danced excitedly. "I'm buster!"
Gooseberry jumped up on the bed. She walked over to the puppy cautiously.
"Gooseberry this is Buster he's a puppy." Sasporilla said. "Buster this is Gooseberry, she's a monkey."
The two touched noses and stared at each other. Then Gooseberry held out his hand and the puppy gave paw. They became fast friends. Sasporilla was very glad, and very relieved.
At sevenish the Buckets headed over to the Curtiss house. Christmas music played loudly and people were coming and going. Sasporilla helped her mother carry over four bags of Christmas gifts. Apperantly mum had become fast friends with the Curtiss' since she'd been away. Sassy was glad for her mum who had never really had friends except for her, dad and Miss Daisy.
There was no sense knocking on the door because no one would hear it. So they walked in.
The Curtiss family dog, a brown and white Staffordshire terrier named Porridge, met them in the foyer.
"Hello Porridge." Mrs.Bucket smiled.
The dog wagged its tail and lead them into the party.
Mrs.Curtiss met them first. "Wysteria! Sasporilla! Welcome! Here give me those bags and I'll put them under the tree. Wysie follow me, Sasporilla the twins are over there by the tv."
Sasporilla worked her way through the crowd until she came across the twins sitting on a couch by the tv in a small alcove off of the living room. Sasporilla flopped down across the laps of her friends.
"Hi ya." Sasporilla smiled.
"You scared the life out of me!" Karry laughed giving her friend a good thump.
"I thought it was the dog at first." Korry laughed. "Not that far off. Smell the same."
Sasporilla pinched Korrys arm as she sat up between the two of them.
"Do your parents always throw such big parties?" Sasporilla asked.
"Big?" Korry laughed. "This is a get together. Real parties are huge."
"Wow." Sasporilla said. "I can't imagine."
"I hate parties." Karry said. "I'd like to have just one quiet Christmas eve."
"I could cast a deafness spell on you." Korry said reaching for his wand. "If I could put a mute spell on Kandy it'd be the perfect Christmas!"
"Put your wand away." Sasporilla said. "No magic outside of school."
"Let's go for a walk." Karry said. "At least it's quiet outside."
Karry and Sassy took Porridge for an evening walk. The Castle Road was alive with partyers singing carols as they walked away from the party with two or three drinks in them. A few blocks up the night got a bit quieter.
"So what's around here?" Sasporilla asked.
"There's an all hours shop up there." Karry pointed. "The shops are mostly over that way and there's a theatre over down there. There's a couple of places to eat on the corners. Good fish and chips by the all hours shop."
"I'll have to get you guys to show me around some time." Sassy smiled.
"Ya we'll take our bikes." Karry smiled.
"I don't have a bike." Sasporilla said.
"Have you ever ridden one?" Karry asked.
"No." Sasporilla said ashamed.
"That's ok." Karry said. "We'll walk around then."
Up the road a tall thin man, shabbily dressed stepped from the bushes into the road. He stood there staring at the girls from a far but not unnoticed.
Sasporilla grabbed Karry by the arm. Porridge sensed alarm and started barking.
"Look." Sassy pointed up the road. "The shabby man. I saw him at Kings Cross."
"Probably just a homeless man." Karry said. "Let's go back."
The girls walked back to the Curtiss house. The party still raged as the a light snow began to fall gently. As they went back inside Sasporilla looked but saw no sign of the shabby man.
Wysteria was standing just inside with an arm full of presents to go home with them. "There you are girl." Wysteria smiled. "Are you about ready to go?"
"Yes mum." Sasporilla said. "Still have some things to put up in my room. See ya later Karry."
"Yep." Karry smiled. "I'll come call tomorrow. Maybe we can have that look'round?"
Korry was standing over by the stairs a bit nervous.
Sasporilla smiled and waved to him and left with her mum. Not noticing he had purposely stood beneath the mistletoe, hoping she'd walk up to him. Korry sighed and hung his head.
Sassy and her mum walked back down the road to their house. Sasporilla liked the sound of that. "Their house!" Miss Daisy met them with fresh cocoa and cookies. Gooseberry was teaching buster tricks. They all sat around mums new TV in the living room watching some old muggle movie about ghosts and Christmas. It was comfy night in, snuggling on the couch with mum until Sasporilla fell off to sleep. No one noticed the dark figure of the shabby man in outside the window looking in.
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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.