Weavers of Light & Darkness
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 16
Sasporilla woke to the smell of eggs and sausage. With a quick yawn she stretched and sat up in bed. She realized the puppy and Gooseberry were snuggled together at the foot of the bed. She quietly climbed out from under the covers and shuffled across the bedroom floor to the bathroom.
By the time she got cleaned up, dressed and downstairs her mother was almost finished her breakfast.
"Good morning sleepy head." Wysteria smiled. "Happy Christmas darling."
"Happy Christmas mum." Sassy yawned. "Happy Christmas Miss Daisy."
"Happy Christmas dear." The old elf said as she placed she served up some breakfast for the young witch.
Sasporillas mom talked about her plans for the day. After the gifts she would need help from her daughter in the kitchen as they were hosting Christmas dinner for not just themselves but for the Curtiss family as well.
"Mum." Sasporilla asked already getting full. "When did you start to... develop."
"Oh!" Wysteria said hoping to avoid this conversation for at least a year or so. "Well, I was about fourteen I believe."
"Yes in deed!" Miss Daisy said. "All my flowers blossom around fourteen. You'll likely be the same dear."
"Why?" Wysteria asked.
"Well some of the girls at school, in my year, are already.... you know."
"Yes dear I know." Wysteria put her hand on her daughters hand. "And it will happen for you too. Just be patient. Shall we open our presents?"
Sassy gave her mother a nice bottle of expensive muggle perfume she found in Lyras chest. It had never been used and it smelled nice. She gave Miss Daisy a tiny hat she'd found in a shop window in Hogsmead the day they snuck out for the first meeting of the DA.
Sassy got a nice jumper, scarf and mittens that her mum had knitted for her. Miss Daisy gave her a nice pair of black leather boots. They were very light and seemed to give her a ton of energy.
"Don't they look stylish." Wysteria Bucket smiled.
"Yes." Miss Daisy smiled. "Those will help my girl keep up with the herd."
The Curtiss' had given them a nice family photo of themselves, a muggle radio that also got wizarding channels, a gadget called a coffee maker as mum had discovered she quite enjoyed coffees with Kolleen, and a cordless telephone. A muggle device for talking to people far away. Wysteria wondered how it all worked but thought they were wonderful.
Gooseberry got a small basket of fruit, Buster got a brand new ball, But when the paper stopped tearing and all was quiet there was one last present wrapped in pretty red foil paper tucked into the branches of the Christmas tree.
"To Sasporilla Bucket." Wysteria said handing it to her daughter.
"What is it?" Sassy asked.
"No idea." Wysteria shook her head.
"Who's it from?" Sassy questioned.
"It doesn't say!" Wysteria laughed. "It came by owl for you."
Sasporilla unwrapped the shiny paper. What she found inside made her gasp. It was the new Weird Sisters album, the Dark Mark. Like its name it was all black cover with the skull and snake symbol of Voldemort on the cover. A simple note read "To our Sassy - from the lads in the Weird Sisters." Each one of them had signed it even the new singer Marlon Wormwood who made the two 'O's in wood look like eyes with evil mad eye brows.
"What did you get dear?" Wysteria asked.
"New Weird Sisters album." Sasporilla said. "They sent it."
Wysteria looked at the cover and shuddered. She turned the disc over to see the picture of the band. "Are these even the same boys?"
"Ghastly." Miss Daisy said.
"I'll keep an open mind." Sasporilla said placing it under the tree. "But without Myron I can't promise I'll like it."
"Ok we have a bit of time before we need to get started cooking." Wysteria said. "Would you like some help decorating your room?"
"I'd like that." Sasporilla smiled.
Most of Sassy decorations consisted of old books of fairy tales, a book of animals of the world, a very out of date atlas and the last half of a book on wand making. All of them from the junk pile at Flourish and Blots.
She had a picture of Mum and dad and herself when she was about five years old. She still remembered the day it was taken in the doorway of the pub in Avonshire.
The rest were posters and such from the box of swag the Myron had sent her. She put up an autographed poster of the Weird Sisters live on stage at Hogwarts. She put up two posters of Myron. She found a picture taken with the band, teachers and herself in the court yard of Hogwarts before the show and hung it on the wall.
"What about the posters of the other boys?" Wysteria asked.
"No." Sasporilla said. "They really aren't that nice. Not like Myron. I'll hold off hanging them up until another day. If I feel like it. I'll just stow them under the bed for now."
"Oh!" Wysteria said stepping through the washroom into her bedroom and back again. "I almost forgot to put this in here!"
Wysteria handed her daughter a picture from happy days on the farm. It was a twilight photo of Sassy, Myron, Wysteria, Daisy and Gooseberry hanging from the eves on the front porch of the farm house. Myron gave Sassy and her mum a hug. Sasporilla was holding the guitar.
"I love it." Sasporilla said hugging her mum.
The rest of the day was spent slaving in the kitchen. Sasporilla and Daisy sang elven work songs as they happily made a huge meal for ten, including Uncle Nick, and maybe eleven if Kay brought a date. The well built young lady always had the attentions of the boys. It was her ample charms that made Sasporilla question when she would blossom? Or would she remain looking like this for the rest of her life. Being part house elf, who knew for sure.
The Curtiss family came over about five o'clock. They brought with them a bottle of wine and a nice lemon pie. Mrs.Curtiss' specialty. It was still a while before dinner so Sasporilla and the Curtiss kids adjourned to her room to listen to the new Weird Sisters album.
Kay was amazed looking around the room at the autographed Weird Sisters posters and the pictures of Sassy with Myron and her mum.
"Wow." Kay said. "You really do know them?"
"I told you so." Karry smiled triumphantly.
"I personally like the guitarist Kirley Duke." Kandy Curtiss said. "He has that dreamy dark quality. You don't have a poster of him!"
"There are two or three under the bed." Sasporilla said. "Take one if you want it. He signed it."
Kandy looked under the bed as Sasporilla put the new album on her pitiful portable picnic player. Kandy pulled out the box of swag. There were tons of posters and single pictures as well as other pictures of the band. Kandy chose one of the guitarist and smiled.
The music filled the room. The first song was the last known song by Myron Wagtail. Every night I fall was a song of disturbing visions and personal pain. Myron knew something was wrong and he was doing the only thing he knew how. He sang about it. Sasporilla found it so sad that she wasn't there for him as he went through it.
The new songs, though supposedly written by Myron, certainly didn't sound like him. The music was dark, the lyrics violent and cruel. The vocals were disturbingly creepy. This was not Sasporillas 'Do the Hypogryph' Weird Sisters. This was something else. A shadow of what she knew. The monsters that lived in shadow crawling out to get you in the night. This music scared her. It screamed of dark wizardry and of Voldimorts return.
Songs like Dumbledore and Hogwarts were vitriolic parodies of the things she loved. The rest were a dark look into hell itself, but one song screamed at her. Just like the Live at Hogwarts Album one song was slated as 'A Song for Sasporilla.' The song was called my monkey and it was a nasty expansion of the dong she'd written with Myron. To hear it you'd almost think the Weird Sisters were threatening to kill her monkey Gooseberry. Perhaps the whole album was a warning that they'd joined ranks with the Dark Lord and were coming to destroy everything she loved and had started with Myron. That sounded so paranoid in her head that she laughed out loud.
"Children." Wysteria yelled up the stairs. "Dinner."
The kids all walked silently, stunned and scarred by the music they'd just heard, down stairs as the player went silent. Sasporilla decided she'd just let it stop when it was done. As she took the first step fown she heard Myrons voice as he sang "It can't rain all the time." It was message for her, she just knew it. Some how, some where, Myron Wagtail was alive!
Dinner was amazing. Everyone sat around the dinning room table eating, laughing and telling stories until they were all stuffed with Christmas goose and pie.
As the night wound down, and the Curtiss family prepared to leave, there came the customary long good bye at the door. Kay and Kandy were already half way home by the time her parents had thanked the Buckets for a wonderful dinner.
"See ya tomorrow?" Karry asked.
"You bet." Sassy smiled giving her friend a hug.
"Me to?" Korry asked?
"If you like." Sasporilla said. "By the way..."
Sasporilla leaned forward and kissed Korry on the cheek. "You're under the mistletoe."
"Ya." Korry gulped hard. "You are too I guess."
Korry leaned in and pecked Sasporilla nervously but gently on the lips.
"Oooooooo." Was the general consensus of the adults. Nothing like embarassing your children on their first kiss.
"I do believe we have a budding romance." Mr.Curtiss smiled.
"I'll have to keep my eye on you young man." Wysteria smiled.
Sasporilla and Korry stood facing each other stunned.
"Ok Casanova." Mrs.Curtiss said moving her son by his shoulders out the door. "Time to head home."
"So gross." Karry said shaking her head. "I'm so embarrassed."
Wysteria closed the door and headed to the kitchen to clean up. Sasporilla stood there feeling things she'd never felt before.
Sasporilla woke to the smell of eggs and sausage. With a quick yawn she stretched and sat up in bed. She realized the puppy and Gooseberry were snuggled together at the foot of the bed. She quietly climbed out from under the covers and shuffled across the bedroom floor to the bathroom.
By the time she got cleaned up, dressed and downstairs her mother was almost finished her breakfast.
"Good morning sleepy head." Wysteria smiled. "Happy Christmas darling."
"Happy Christmas mum." Sassy yawned. "Happy Christmas Miss Daisy."
"Happy Christmas dear." The old elf said as she placed she served up some breakfast for the young witch.
Sasporillas mom talked about her plans for the day. After the gifts she would need help from her daughter in the kitchen as they were hosting Christmas dinner for not just themselves but for the Curtiss family as well.
"Mum." Sasporilla asked already getting full. "When did you start to... develop."
"Oh!" Wysteria said hoping to avoid this conversation for at least a year or so. "Well, I was about fourteen I believe."
"Yes in deed!" Miss Daisy said. "All my flowers blossom around fourteen. You'll likely be the same dear."
"Why?" Wysteria asked.
"Well some of the girls at school, in my year, are already.... you know."
"Yes dear I know." Wysteria put her hand on her daughters hand. "And it will happen for you too. Just be patient. Shall we open our presents?"
Sassy gave her mother a nice bottle of expensive muggle perfume she found in Lyras chest. It had never been used and it smelled nice. She gave Miss Daisy a tiny hat she'd found in a shop window in Hogsmead the day they snuck out for the first meeting of the DA.
Sassy got a nice jumper, scarf and mittens that her mum had knitted for her. Miss Daisy gave her a nice pair of black leather boots. They were very light and seemed to give her a ton of energy.
"Don't they look stylish." Wysteria Bucket smiled.
"Yes." Miss Daisy smiled. "Those will help my girl keep up with the herd."
The Curtiss' had given them a nice family photo of themselves, a muggle radio that also got wizarding channels, a gadget called a coffee maker as mum had discovered she quite enjoyed coffees with Kolleen, and a cordless telephone. A muggle device for talking to people far away. Wysteria wondered how it all worked but thought they were wonderful.
Gooseberry got a small basket of fruit, Buster got a brand new ball, But when the paper stopped tearing and all was quiet there was one last present wrapped in pretty red foil paper tucked into the branches of the Christmas tree.
"To Sasporilla Bucket." Wysteria said handing it to her daughter.
"What is it?" Sassy asked.
"No idea." Wysteria shook her head.
"Who's it from?" Sassy questioned.
"It doesn't say!" Wysteria laughed. "It came by owl for you."
Sasporilla unwrapped the shiny paper. What she found inside made her gasp. It was the new Weird Sisters album, the Dark Mark. Like its name it was all black cover with the skull and snake symbol of Voldemort on the cover. A simple note read "To our Sassy - from the lads in the Weird Sisters." Each one of them had signed it even the new singer Marlon Wormwood who made the two 'O's in wood look like eyes with evil mad eye brows.
"What did you get dear?" Wysteria asked.
"New Weird Sisters album." Sasporilla said. "They sent it."
Wysteria looked at the cover and shuddered. She turned the disc over to see the picture of the band. "Are these even the same boys?"
"Ghastly." Miss Daisy said.
"I'll keep an open mind." Sasporilla said placing it under the tree. "But without Myron I can't promise I'll like it."
"Ok we have a bit of time before we need to get started cooking." Wysteria said. "Would you like some help decorating your room?"
"I'd like that." Sasporilla smiled.
Most of Sassy decorations consisted of old books of fairy tales, a book of animals of the world, a very out of date atlas and the last half of a book on wand making. All of them from the junk pile at Flourish and Blots.
She had a picture of Mum and dad and herself when she was about five years old. She still remembered the day it was taken in the doorway of the pub in Avonshire.
The rest were posters and such from the box of swag the Myron had sent her. She put up an autographed poster of the Weird Sisters live on stage at Hogwarts. She put up two posters of Myron. She found a picture taken with the band, teachers and herself in the court yard of Hogwarts before the show and hung it on the wall.
"What about the posters of the other boys?" Wysteria asked.
"No." Sasporilla said. "They really aren't that nice. Not like Myron. I'll hold off hanging them up until another day. If I feel like it. I'll just stow them under the bed for now."
"Oh!" Wysteria said stepping through the washroom into her bedroom and back again. "I almost forgot to put this in here!"
Wysteria handed her daughter a picture from happy days on the farm. It was a twilight photo of Sassy, Myron, Wysteria, Daisy and Gooseberry hanging from the eves on the front porch of the farm house. Myron gave Sassy and her mum a hug. Sasporilla was holding the guitar.
"I love it." Sasporilla said hugging her mum.
The rest of the day was spent slaving in the kitchen. Sasporilla and Daisy sang elven work songs as they happily made a huge meal for ten, including Uncle Nick, and maybe eleven if Kay brought a date. The well built young lady always had the attentions of the boys. It was her ample charms that made Sasporilla question when she would blossom? Or would she remain looking like this for the rest of her life. Being part house elf, who knew for sure.
The Curtiss family came over about five o'clock. They brought with them a bottle of wine and a nice lemon pie. Mrs.Curtiss' specialty. It was still a while before dinner so Sasporilla and the Curtiss kids adjourned to her room to listen to the new Weird Sisters album.
Kay was amazed looking around the room at the autographed Weird Sisters posters and the pictures of Sassy with Myron and her mum.
"Wow." Kay said. "You really do know them?"
"I told you so." Karry smiled triumphantly.
"I personally like the guitarist Kirley Duke." Kandy Curtiss said. "He has that dreamy dark quality. You don't have a poster of him!"
"There are two or three under the bed." Sasporilla said. "Take one if you want it. He signed it."
Kandy looked under the bed as Sasporilla put the new album on her pitiful portable picnic player. Kandy pulled out the box of swag. There were tons of posters and single pictures as well as other pictures of the band. Kandy chose one of the guitarist and smiled.
The music filled the room. The first song was the last known song by Myron Wagtail. Every night I fall was a song of disturbing visions and personal pain. Myron knew something was wrong and he was doing the only thing he knew how. He sang about it. Sasporilla found it so sad that she wasn't there for him as he went through it.
The new songs, though supposedly written by Myron, certainly didn't sound like him. The music was dark, the lyrics violent and cruel. The vocals were disturbingly creepy. This was not Sasporillas 'Do the Hypogryph' Weird Sisters. This was something else. A shadow of what she knew. The monsters that lived in shadow crawling out to get you in the night. This music scared her. It screamed of dark wizardry and of Voldimorts return.
Songs like Dumbledore and Hogwarts were vitriolic parodies of the things she loved. The rest were a dark look into hell itself, but one song screamed at her. Just like the Live at Hogwarts Album one song was slated as 'A Song for Sasporilla.' The song was called my monkey and it was a nasty expansion of the dong she'd written with Myron. To hear it you'd almost think the Weird Sisters were threatening to kill her monkey Gooseberry. Perhaps the whole album was a warning that they'd joined ranks with the Dark Lord and were coming to destroy everything she loved and had started with Myron. That sounded so paranoid in her head that she laughed out loud.
"Children." Wysteria yelled up the stairs. "Dinner."
The kids all walked silently, stunned and scarred by the music they'd just heard, down stairs as the player went silent. Sasporilla decided she'd just let it stop when it was done. As she took the first step fown she heard Myrons voice as he sang "It can't rain all the time." It was message for her, she just knew it. Some how, some where, Myron Wagtail was alive!
Dinner was amazing. Everyone sat around the dinning room table eating, laughing and telling stories until they were all stuffed with Christmas goose and pie.
As the night wound down, and the Curtiss family prepared to leave, there came the customary long good bye at the door. Kay and Kandy were already half way home by the time her parents had thanked the Buckets for a wonderful dinner.
"See ya tomorrow?" Karry asked.
"You bet." Sassy smiled giving her friend a hug.
"Me to?" Korry asked?
"If you like." Sasporilla said. "By the way..."
Sasporilla leaned forward and kissed Korry on the cheek. "You're under the mistletoe."
"Ya." Korry gulped hard. "You are too I guess."
Korry leaned in and pecked Sasporilla nervously but gently on the lips.
"Oooooooo." Was the general consensus of the adults. Nothing like embarassing your children on their first kiss.
"I do believe we have a budding romance." Mr.Curtiss smiled.
"I'll have to keep my eye on you young man." Wysteria smiled.
Sasporilla and Korry stood facing each other stunned.
"Ok Casanova." Mrs.Curtiss said moving her son by his shoulders out the door. "Time to head home."
"So gross." Karry said shaking her head. "I'm so embarrassed."
Wysteria closed the door and headed to the kitchen to clean up. Sasporilla stood there feeling things she'd never felt before.
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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.