Weavers of Light & Darkness
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 23
Sasporilla limped her way down the path into the dark forest. Creature stalked her from the shadows. Hungry for the blood they smelled on this weak and injured easy prey.
Something crawled out into the path before. It was small but hid itself in the shadows. It was joined by two very large creatures.
Sasporilla raised her wand shakily. "Lumos"
Light shone from the tip of her wand illuminating Weerlo the hermit elf who ran to her followed by two centaurs, Ferenz and Talton. Sasporilla Bucket dropped to the ground unconscious.
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Mr.Filch shuffled out into the spring dawn air to find out who was ringing the bell at the front gates. Three people stood on the other side of the gates which automatically locked every night at ten pm.
"What do you want?" Mr.Filch asked.
"I want to see my daughter." Wysteria Bucket cried. "Right this minute."
"Mrs.Bucket." DI Nick Owlmore said. "Hasn't heard from her daughter in a month. Several owls have gone unanswered."
"Children!" Filch shrugged and sneered. "What can you do?"
"Cut the crap Filchie." Lyra Lee-Ashwolf snarled. "We're aurers with a report of a missing girl and a warrant. So open up."
"I'll need to get the headmistresses." Filch said turning and shuffling quickly back into the castle. "Oh dear."
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Sasporilla awoke on a bed of soft grass and leaves. A small female centaur with light strawberry blonde hair applied some kind of paste to her bruises. She was in some sort of structure made from logs, mud and thatched grasses. She could hear the sound of hooves racing around outside. She knew then she had made it to the Centaur tribe and to safety.
"Lay back foal." The Centaur said. "I am Forza daughter Ferenz and Forcia. I will tend to your wounds. You must much rest to heal from your torment."
Sasporilla accepted a bowl of berry juice from Forza and drank downs its bitter sweetness. Then drifted off into a deep, deep slumber.
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Professor Umbridge approached the gate with Mr.Filch closely in tow. "What is this concerning?"
"I want to see my daughter." Wysteria Bucket demanded. "And who might that be?"
"Sasporilla Bucket." Wysteria cried.
"Ah." Umbridge smiled with an air of superiority. "She is being detained in the dungeons for dissension, disloyalty to the ministry and threatening a headmistress with violence."
"At's my girl." Lyra smirked.
Nick Owlmore held up a piece of paper baring the Ministry of magics official seal. "As an Aurer with full permissions of Ministry to search these grounds and question people in this matter I order you to open these gates, NOW!"
"Open them for our guests please Mr.Filch." Professor Umbridge directed.
Mr.Filch turned the key and opened the gates. Nick and Lyra escorted Wysteria into the castle and down to the dungeons. When they arrived the inquisitorial squad lay unconscious and the cell door wide open.
"Search the grounds." Umbridge screamed the shrillness waking some of the unconscious children. Nick, Wysteria and Lyra stepped into the cell.
"Was this where you were 'Detaining' my god daughter?" Nick asked looking at the broken chains hanging from the wall.
"Nice way to treat a kid." Lyra said pointing out small puddles of dried blood.
"Where is my daughter?" Wysteria demanded hysterically.
"Well I would have thought it obvious!" Deloris Umbridge smirked. "Your daughter managed some how to break her chains, knock members of my precious inquisitorial squad unconscious and made her escape in the night!"
"As cool as that sounds," Lyra laughed, "Sasporilla isn't that formidable a witch with no wand inside a magic dead zone cell."
"Correct." Professor Umbridge said slamming the cell door locking the three of them in.
"As I can not guarantee your safety from our prisoner who now runs wild I will keep you in here where no magic can harm you. At least until this is all sorted out." Professor Umbridge smiled helping her boys to there feet. "Find her, or you will take her place."
It was hours before the cell door opened. When it did, Nick was prepared to go through whoever was on the other side. Cornelious Fudge stepped into the cell followed by a contrite looking Deloris Umbridge.
"My dear madam." Cornelious Fudge said holding out his hands to Wysteria. "You must be mortified."
"Mortified?" Wysteria said. "I'm righteously indignant!"
"I would be too if my daughter had caused all this trouble." Minister Fudge smiled reassuringly.
"There is NO way my daughter has done anything this HARPY has told you." Wysteria screamed.
"Minister." Nick Owlmoore said. "I have a writ to search these premises. Headmistress Umbridge has purposely impeded my investigation."
"Let me see that." Fudge said holding out his hand.
Taking the paper he read it nodding and tisking then tearing it up.
"As Minister of Magic I revoke this writ as we know that this girl has turned bad and we suspect she may have had assistance in breaking out of this cell by none other than Sirius Black!"
"How can you breathe with your head jammed so far up your a..." Lyra started but found herself cut off with threats from the minister of magic.
"Watch your tone Ms.Ashwolf," The Minister of Magic hissed, "as Minister of Magic I can revoke your work permit and you'll find yourself going back to America on the first Muggle contrivance you can take."
"Minister Fudge." Nick Owlmore said stepping his large frame into the smaller mans personal space. "I want to go on record with a formal protest."
"Deuly noted." Minister Fudge smiled. "Now I will see to getting Mrs.Bucket home safe. You two are on suspension for insubordination until further notice.
Sasporilla limped her way down the path into the dark forest. Creature stalked her from the shadows. Hungry for the blood they smelled on this weak and injured easy prey.
Something crawled out into the path before. It was small but hid itself in the shadows. It was joined by two very large creatures.
Sasporilla raised her wand shakily. "Lumos"
Light shone from the tip of her wand illuminating Weerlo the hermit elf who ran to her followed by two centaurs, Ferenz and Talton. Sasporilla Bucket dropped to the ground unconscious.
***********************************
Mr.Filch shuffled out into the spring dawn air to find out who was ringing the bell at the front gates. Three people stood on the other side of the gates which automatically locked every night at ten pm.
"What do you want?" Mr.Filch asked.
"I want to see my daughter." Wysteria Bucket cried. "Right this minute."
"Mrs.Bucket." DI Nick Owlmore said. "Hasn't heard from her daughter in a month. Several owls have gone unanswered."
"Children!" Filch shrugged and sneered. "What can you do?"
"Cut the crap Filchie." Lyra Lee-Ashwolf snarled. "We're aurers with a report of a missing girl and a warrant. So open up."
"I'll need to get the headmistresses." Filch said turning and shuffling quickly back into the castle. "Oh dear."
***************************************
Sasporilla awoke on a bed of soft grass and leaves. A small female centaur with light strawberry blonde hair applied some kind of paste to her bruises. She was in some sort of structure made from logs, mud and thatched grasses. She could hear the sound of hooves racing around outside. She knew then she had made it to the Centaur tribe and to safety.
"Lay back foal." The Centaur said. "I am Forza daughter Ferenz and Forcia. I will tend to your wounds. You must much rest to heal from your torment."
Sasporilla accepted a bowl of berry juice from Forza and drank downs its bitter sweetness. Then drifted off into a deep, deep slumber.
*********************************
Professor Umbridge approached the gate with Mr.Filch closely in tow. "What is this concerning?"
"I want to see my daughter." Wysteria Bucket demanded. "And who might that be?"
"Sasporilla Bucket." Wysteria cried.
"Ah." Umbridge smiled with an air of superiority. "She is being detained in the dungeons for dissension, disloyalty to the ministry and threatening a headmistress with violence."
"At's my girl." Lyra smirked.
Nick Owlmore held up a piece of paper baring the Ministry of magics official seal. "As an Aurer with full permissions of Ministry to search these grounds and question people in this matter I order you to open these gates, NOW!"
"Open them for our guests please Mr.Filch." Professor Umbridge directed.
Mr.Filch turned the key and opened the gates. Nick and Lyra escorted Wysteria into the castle and down to the dungeons. When they arrived the inquisitorial squad lay unconscious and the cell door wide open.
"Search the grounds." Umbridge screamed the shrillness waking some of the unconscious children. Nick, Wysteria and Lyra stepped into the cell.
"Was this where you were 'Detaining' my god daughter?" Nick asked looking at the broken chains hanging from the wall.
"Nice way to treat a kid." Lyra said pointing out small puddles of dried blood.
"Where is my daughter?" Wysteria demanded hysterically.
"Well I would have thought it obvious!" Deloris Umbridge smirked. "Your daughter managed some how to break her chains, knock members of my precious inquisitorial squad unconscious and made her escape in the night!"
"As cool as that sounds," Lyra laughed, "Sasporilla isn't that formidable a witch with no wand inside a magic dead zone cell."
"Correct." Professor Umbridge said slamming the cell door locking the three of them in.
"As I can not guarantee your safety from our prisoner who now runs wild I will keep you in here where no magic can harm you. At least until this is all sorted out." Professor Umbridge smiled helping her boys to there feet. "Find her, or you will take her place."
It was hours before the cell door opened. When it did, Nick was prepared to go through whoever was on the other side. Cornelious Fudge stepped into the cell followed by a contrite looking Deloris Umbridge.
"My dear madam." Cornelious Fudge said holding out his hands to Wysteria. "You must be mortified."
"Mortified?" Wysteria said. "I'm righteously indignant!"
"I would be too if my daughter had caused all this trouble." Minister Fudge smiled reassuringly.
"There is NO way my daughter has done anything this HARPY has told you." Wysteria screamed.
"Minister." Nick Owlmoore said. "I have a writ to search these premises. Headmistress Umbridge has purposely impeded my investigation."
"Let me see that." Fudge said holding out his hand.
Taking the paper he read it nodding and tisking then tearing it up.
"As Minister of Magic I revoke this writ as we know that this girl has turned bad and we suspect she may have had assistance in breaking out of this cell by none other than Sirius Black!"
"How can you breathe with your head jammed so far up your a..." Lyra started but found herself cut off with threats from the minister of magic.
"Watch your tone Ms.Ashwolf," The Minister of Magic hissed, "as Minister of Magic I can revoke your work permit and you'll find yourself going back to America on the first Muggle contrivance you can take."
"Minister Fudge." Nick Owlmore said stepping his large frame into the smaller mans personal space. "I want to go on record with a formal protest."
"Deuly noted." Minister Fudge smiled. "Now I will see to getting Mrs.Bucket home safe. You two are on suspension for insubordination until further notice.
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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.