Weavers of Light & Darkness
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 17
Sasporilla and Karry were thick as thieves over the Christmas break. Sassy saw little of the others. Kay and Kandy had their own circle of friends but Korry seemed to avoiding her. Sasporilla honestly believed he was so disgusted by her kiss that he'd never talk to her again.
Soon the week was done. Karry had shown Sasporilla all around the Castle road area. There was little to do now but walk the dogs, listen to music and go back to Hogwarts.
The train was fairly silent except for some first years showing off their new toys from Christmas.
Sasporilla sat with Karry and Korry in the first compartment on the train.
"So did you make any new years resolutions?" Sasporilla asked.
"I'm going to try and get "A's" in potions this time out." Karry said.
"I want to finally learn how to properly ride a broom." Sasporilla laughed. "I really suck at it."
"I can help with that, if you like." Korry said. "I'm pretty good on a broom. Was thinking of going out for Quidditch next year."
"I'd like that." Sasporilla smiled and Korry smiled back. Karry just rolled her eyes.
The train hit a small bump on the track. It shimmied and shook. The lights blinked off and when they came on Sasporilla sat in a chair before the Dark Weaver Crumplegoldjinn.
"Welcome Miss Bucket to you're second and final lesson." Crumplegoldjinn smiled.
"I don't want to today." Sasporilla said. "I don't feel like it."
"I'm affraid you have no choice." Crumplegoldjinn sneered. "As you made no agreement, and left details of your lessons up to us. Then I say today is the day."
"Fine." Sasporilla said.
"I'm not my sister." Crumplegoldjinn said. "I won't try to trick you into agreeing on anything or signing anything. If you didn't fall for it with that crafty old girl then you won't fall for it from me I'd guess."
"Flattery will get you nowhere." Sasporilla said. "Let's get this over with."
"Fine." Crumplegoldjinn smiled. "I need to see if you can weave the dark strands now that you can separate them."
Sasporilla tried to see the fabric of magic in the room but couldn't find it. There was no magic in the room at all.
"What's going on?" Sasporilla demanded. "Where is the magic?"
"The fabric of magic has been woven out of this room." Crumplegoldjinn laughed. "Just like we did when Azkaban prison was built and the dungeon cells of Hogwarts."
"I didn't know weavers could do that." Sasporilla said.
"Oh yes." Crumplegoldjinn laughed. "Just as we can weave magic into the world we can also weave walls that keep it out. Follow me."
They walked through the door of the small room into a gigantic space. Hundreds of people were tied by black threads to spinning wheels and looms. They were malnourished and dressed in the grubbiest most basic rags.
"This is monstrous!" Sasporilla said. "Free these people."
"No." Crumplegoldjinn sighed. "You see this is very necessary. It takes this many basic weavers to add to the weave every day with you wizards casting spells left and right."
"Without them the magic would run out?" Sasporilla asked.
"No!" Crumplegoldjinn laughed. "My sister and I would have to do it, like other weaver elves. That's no life for a smart elf! So we, industrialized the process."
"This is abhorrent." Sasporilla insisted.
"And we want to add you to the process." Crumplegoldjinn said matter of factly.
"Where do you keep this many slaves in secret?" Sasporilla asked.
Crumplegoldjinn opened a door to the outside. Though the fabric of magic was the thickest Sasporilla had ever seen outside the door, none of it spilled in to fill the hole inside.
"We are in Scotland above the infamous muggle tourist attraction 'Lochness'." Crumplegoldjinn smiled. "However inside the door is on a magical plain that exists beside yours and in yours at the same time."
"So an unreachable spot unless you know how to find it." Sassy sighed.
"Yes!" The Wiley old elf grinned. "So you can forget about helping them."
Sasporilla gently pulled at the fabric of magic and separated the light from the dark. With the other hand she pulled the freed dark strand back around joining it to the light strand at an opposing angle.
"There." Sasporilla said. "That's why you really brought me here right? To see if I could do it?"
"Yes." Crumplegoldjinn said looking over the simple but perfect weave.
"Well?" Sasporilla asked.
"I guess were done?" Crumplegoldjinn said leading her back inside. As they walked into the back room Sasporilla noticed a thin bit of magical light on her skin.
"You see it don't you?" Crumplegoldjinn sighed.
"What is it?" Sasporilla asked concerned this was some sort of trap.
"You see." Crumplegoldjinn said. "I am a weaver elf, born of the fabric of magic. I am a master of weaving the fabric of magic but unlike other elves I do not generate magic from my own essence. Like a meager house elf or you."
"So this is my magic?" Sasporilla said.
"Yes." Crumplegoldjinn sneered.
"So if I pull I wand right now." Sasporilla said. "I could cast a spell?"
"Try it." Crumplegoldjinn said standing back.
"Lumos!" Sasporilla commanded but there was no light. She casually put her wand away.
"See." Crumplegoldjinn laughed. "No magic. You may generate it but you can't use it here because there is no weave to power your witches wand."
"I see." Sasporilla said.
"Now that both your lessons are finished I will return you to whence you came." Crumplegoldjinn said. "And in one cycle of the moon we will come to you for your answer."
The lights went out and when they came on she was still sitting in the train compartment on the Hogwarts express. Her friends didn't seem to notice that she'd disappeared at all. Sasporilla wondered just how long she'd been gone.
The trolley witch appeared in the door way. "Anything from the trolley dears?"
Sasporilla and Karry were thick as thieves over the Christmas break. Sassy saw little of the others. Kay and Kandy had their own circle of friends but Korry seemed to avoiding her. Sasporilla honestly believed he was so disgusted by her kiss that he'd never talk to her again.
Soon the week was done. Karry had shown Sasporilla all around the Castle road area. There was little to do now but walk the dogs, listen to music and go back to Hogwarts.
The train was fairly silent except for some first years showing off their new toys from Christmas.
Sasporilla sat with Karry and Korry in the first compartment on the train.
"So did you make any new years resolutions?" Sasporilla asked.
"I'm going to try and get "A's" in potions this time out." Karry said.
"I want to finally learn how to properly ride a broom." Sasporilla laughed. "I really suck at it."
"I can help with that, if you like." Korry said. "I'm pretty good on a broom. Was thinking of going out for Quidditch next year."
"I'd like that." Sasporilla smiled and Korry smiled back. Karry just rolled her eyes.
The train hit a small bump on the track. It shimmied and shook. The lights blinked off and when they came on Sasporilla sat in a chair before the Dark Weaver Crumplegoldjinn.
"Welcome Miss Bucket to you're second and final lesson." Crumplegoldjinn smiled.
"I don't want to today." Sasporilla said. "I don't feel like it."
"I'm affraid you have no choice." Crumplegoldjinn sneered. "As you made no agreement, and left details of your lessons up to us. Then I say today is the day."
"Fine." Sasporilla said.
"I'm not my sister." Crumplegoldjinn said. "I won't try to trick you into agreeing on anything or signing anything. If you didn't fall for it with that crafty old girl then you won't fall for it from me I'd guess."
"Flattery will get you nowhere." Sasporilla said. "Let's get this over with."
"Fine." Crumplegoldjinn smiled. "I need to see if you can weave the dark strands now that you can separate them."
Sasporilla tried to see the fabric of magic in the room but couldn't find it. There was no magic in the room at all.
"What's going on?" Sasporilla demanded. "Where is the magic?"
"The fabric of magic has been woven out of this room." Crumplegoldjinn laughed. "Just like we did when Azkaban prison was built and the dungeon cells of Hogwarts."
"I didn't know weavers could do that." Sasporilla said.
"Oh yes." Crumplegoldjinn laughed. "Just as we can weave magic into the world we can also weave walls that keep it out. Follow me."
They walked through the door of the small room into a gigantic space. Hundreds of people were tied by black threads to spinning wheels and looms. They were malnourished and dressed in the grubbiest most basic rags.
"This is monstrous!" Sasporilla said. "Free these people."
"No." Crumplegoldjinn sighed. "You see this is very necessary. It takes this many basic weavers to add to the weave every day with you wizards casting spells left and right."
"Without them the magic would run out?" Sasporilla asked.
"No!" Crumplegoldjinn laughed. "My sister and I would have to do it, like other weaver elves. That's no life for a smart elf! So we, industrialized the process."
"This is abhorrent." Sasporilla insisted.
"And we want to add you to the process." Crumplegoldjinn said matter of factly.
"Where do you keep this many slaves in secret?" Sasporilla asked.
Crumplegoldjinn opened a door to the outside. Though the fabric of magic was the thickest Sasporilla had ever seen outside the door, none of it spilled in to fill the hole inside.
"We are in Scotland above the infamous muggle tourist attraction 'Lochness'." Crumplegoldjinn smiled. "However inside the door is on a magical plain that exists beside yours and in yours at the same time."
"So an unreachable spot unless you know how to find it." Sassy sighed.
"Yes!" The Wiley old elf grinned. "So you can forget about helping them."
Sasporilla gently pulled at the fabric of magic and separated the light from the dark. With the other hand she pulled the freed dark strand back around joining it to the light strand at an opposing angle.
"There." Sasporilla said. "That's why you really brought me here right? To see if I could do it?"
"Yes." Crumplegoldjinn said looking over the simple but perfect weave.
"Well?" Sasporilla asked.
"I guess were done?" Crumplegoldjinn said leading her back inside. As they walked into the back room Sasporilla noticed a thin bit of magical light on her skin.
"You see it don't you?" Crumplegoldjinn sighed.
"What is it?" Sasporilla asked concerned this was some sort of trap.
"You see." Crumplegoldjinn said. "I am a weaver elf, born of the fabric of magic. I am a master of weaving the fabric of magic but unlike other elves I do not generate magic from my own essence. Like a meager house elf or you."
"So this is my magic?" Sasporilla said.
"Yes." Crumplegoldjinn sneered.
"So if I pull I wand right now." Sasporilla said. "I could cast a spell?"
"Try it." Crumplegoldjinn said standing back.
"Lumos!" Sasporilla commanded but there was no light. She casually put her wand away.
"See." Crumplegoldjinn laughed. "No magic. You may generate it but you can't use it here because there is no weave to power your witches wand."
"I see." Sasporilla said.
"Now that both your lessons are finished I will return you to whence you came." Crumplegoldjinn said. "And in one cycle of the moon we will come to you for your answer."
The lights went out and when they came on she was still sitting in the train compartment on the Hogwarts express. Her friends didn't seem to notice that she'd disappeared at all. Sasporilla wondered just how long she'd been gone.
The trolley witch appeared in the door way. "Anything from the trolley dears?"
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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.