Weavers of Light & Darkness
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 6
Thursdays schedule saw Defense against the dark arts as Sasporillas last class of the day. She sat quietly at her desk reading the second chapter of the new Ministry approved text. It was so dry and boring she almost fell asleep. The child like nature of it was almost insulting ad it read like a story book for a toddler. Beaddle the Bard had more pizzazz! At last she finished the chapter and closed her book quietly. Sasporilla sat reflecting on some of the spells she'd learned in dueling club last year and wondered when it would start up again.
A small "Ahem" caught Sassys attention at the front of the room. Professor Umbridge looked at her and smiled. "Miss Bucket, would you remain after class please."
Professor Umbridges office was neat as a pin and very organized. Her feminine touches off pinks and lace really brought a sence of welcome. The large collection of cat plates on the wall spoke volumes to a fellow animal lover like Sasporilla.
"Now." Professor Umbridge said closing thr door and sitting at her desk. "I just wanted to have a little, get to know you chat."
"I thought perhaps I'd done something wrong Miss." Sasporilla sighed with relief.
"Not all dear." Professor Umbridge said. "Quite the opposite! I applaud the way you stood up to that arrogant Gryphindor girl. She needs to learn her place."
A house elf knocked quietly and came in with a small tray of tea and cookies. "Hi Gribbly." Sasporilla smiled.
"Hello miss Sasporilla." Gribbly said putting the tray on the desk.
"That will be all." Professor Umbridge dismissed the house elf with casual disdain.
"You shouldn't talk to them dear. They are beneath us. Would you care to join me."
"No thank you." Sasporilla said rather curtly but politely.
"I must admit dear that I do know your grand parents, on your mothers side." Professor Sprout said pouring a cup for herself. "I apprenticed under your grandfather in the Ministry. He was a very great man."
"He tried to have me murdered as an infant." Sasporilla said.
"An awful rumour dear I assure you." Deloris Umbridge smiled.
"May I be excused Professor." Sasporilla said. "I have a lot of home work to attend to."
"So diligent.", Professor Umbridge Smiled. "You may be excused dear BUT before you go I need a loyal decent person as your self to keep an ear open for unacceptable behavior in the school. Should something come to your attention that is simply unacceptable, especially if it involves the Headmaster, I would ask that you report it to me, and only me straight away. It is a primary concern of Minister Fudge that order be maintained. Can I coun't on you Miss Bucket?"
"I strive to always be the bigger person." Sasporilla smiled. "Rest assured that anything inappropriate that I witness will be reported."
"Good girl." Professor Sprout smiled. "Off you go then."
Sasporilla stormed into the Hufflepuff common room, through her books on the floor and flopped down into one of the overstuffed chairs beside Karry.
"How was tea?" Karry grinned, "teachers pet."
"She is an abhorrent woman." Sasporilla said as Gooseberry climbed up onto her for an afternoon petting. "She is so polite but so awful. She treats house elves like..."
"Most witches do?" Karry said.
"Yes but," Sasporilla searched for the words. "She sees herself as so much better than them."
"I suspect she sees her self as so much better than most people." Karry said.
"Who." Janey asked as she walked by.
"Umbridge." Sasporilla said.
"Oh." Janey frowned and shook her head as she walked away. "Bad witch."
"I'm not sure she's all there." Karry said looking worried.
"Why doesn't she have classes with us?" Sasporilla asked.
"I heard that she needs a special class." Karry said. "Maybe she doesn't even really go here. Maybe she just wandered down from the mountain and walked in. She is part troll after all."
"Stop it." Sasporilla smirked trying not to laugh. "That's awful! She seems sweet. It's not fair to make fun."
"Sorry." Karry giggled. "So what happened with the pink lady, Sassy?"
"She had tea brought to her by Gribbly." Sasporilla explained. "Then I said Hi to him and she said 'Don't talk to them dear, they're beneath us."
"I hate to say it." Karry cringed. "But that's how 90% of the wizarding world feels about house elves."
"I know that but it's still not right and I don't like it." Sasporilla said folding her arms looking very cross. Gooseberry ran up onto her shoulder to lay her head against Sassys.
"Was that all?" Kerry asked.
"No!" Sasporilla said. "She also said she wanted me to spy on students and on Dumbledore and report only to her so she can report it to the Minister of Magic."
Karry sat with her mouth hanging open. "Why didn't you lead with that!"
"I'm just telling you what happened in the order they happened in."
"No!" Karry yelled. "Start with the big news first! Girl you have to learn how to have a conversation."
"You mean how to gossip." Sasporilla said shaking her head.
"Same difference." Karry laughed. "Look this is really big. I think maybe you should tell someone."
"Ya." Sasporilla nodded. "I should go back to Umbridge and tell her I find her attitude unacceptable and she should report herself."
"No you should say something to the head master." Karry said seriously. "Or at least professor Sprout."
Professor Sprout often kept the door to her tiny crowded residence open this time of day. She liked the Hufflepuffs to feel like she was always available for them. Which of course she was. Sasporilla and Karry knocked on the open door.
"Professor Sprout are you free?" Sassy called inside.
"Yes." Professor Sprout said popping her head up from behind a large fern. "Just chatting with Binki here. Won't be a tick."
Professor Sprout made her way to the front. Taking off her smock and putting a hat onto the mound of graying curls on her head.
"Yes ladies please come in." Professor Sprout smiled. "What can I help you with?"
It was just before dinner when Professor Sprout dragged Karry and Sasporilla, swinging and yelling at each other, down the hall past Professor Umberidge.
"What is this ruckus about." Professor Umbridge asked. "Just a little healthy rivalry over the affections of a certaim boy."
"He's mine!" Karry yelled.
"Get stuffed I saw him first!" Sasporilla yelled back trying to grab Karry and restarting the melee.
"Girls really!" Professor Umbridge said as professor Sprout pulled them off each other and dragged them by the scruff of their robes on down the hall. "Right! Maybe words with the head master will calm you too down!"
"Would you like me to accompany you Professor Sprout?" Deloris Umbridge smiled.
"No need." Professor Sprout hollered back quickening her pace. "Got it all under control thanks."
Professor Dumbledore was very much looking forward to roast chicken dinner this evening. If Drooble was to be believed the gravy was the best that had ever been made in the history of Hogwarts. He had made his way down the steps from his office, musing on the delights of a good roasted potato when he caught site of Professor Sprout trying desperately to usher along the two young women trying to pull each others hair out. With a regretful sigh he turned and ascended the stairs back up to his office with a taste for roast chicken that was sure to go unsatisfied and growling tummy.
Once inside the head masters office Karry and Sasporilla stopped fighting, hugged and laughed.
"If your done with that clump of hair in your hand." Karry laughed. "I'd like it back."
Sasporilla held the clump of hair up to the side of Karrys head.
Professor Sprout held out her wand. "Denuo capillum." The hair reattached on to Karrys head.
"I must admit that I'm happy to see you two have made up." Professor Dumbledore said. "However I must admit I am both Amused and confused."
"Head master." Professor Sprout said motioning to the girls to sit down. "Miss Bucket has something to tell you."
Thursdays schedule saw Defense against the dark arts as Sasporillas last class of the day. She sat quietly at her desk reading the second chapter of the new Ministry approved text. It was so dry and boring she almost fell asleep. The child like nature of it was almost insulting ad it read like a story book for a toddler. Beaddle the Bard had more pizzazz! At last she finished the chapter and closed her book quietly. Sasporilla sat reflecting on some of the spells she'd learned in dueling club last year and wondered when it would start up again.
A small "Ahem" caught Sassys attention at the front of the room. Professor Umbridge looked at her and smiled. "Miss Bucket, would you remain after class please."
Professor Umbridges office was neat as a pin and very organized. Her feminine touches off pinks and lace really brought a sence of welcome. The large collection of cat plates on the wall spoke volumes to a fellow animal lover like Sasporilla.
"Now." Professor Umbridge said closing thr door and sitting at her desk. "I just wanted to have a little, get to know you chat."
"I thought perhaps I'd done something wrong Miss." Sasporilla sighed with relief.
"Not all dear." Professor Umbridge said. "Quite the opposite! I applaud the way you stood up to that arrogant Gryphindor girl. She needs to learn her place."
A house elf knocked quietly and came in with a small tray of tea and cookies. "Hi Gribbly." Sasporilla smiled.
"Hello miss Sasporilla." Gribbly said putting the tray on the desk.
"That will be all." Professor Umbridge dismissed the house elf with casual disdain.
"You shouldn't talk to them dear. They are beneath us. Would you care to join me."
"No thank you." Sasporilla said rather curtly but politely.
"I must admit dear that I do know your grand parents, on your mothers side." Professor Sprout said pouring a cup for herself. "I apprenticed under your grandfather in the Ministry. He was a very great man."
"He tried to have me murdered as an infant." Sasporilla said.
"An awful rumour dear I assure you." Deloris Umbridge smiled.
"May I be excused Professor." Sasporilla said. "I have a lot of home work to attend to."
"So diligent.", Professor Umbridge Smiled. "You may be excused dear BUT before you go I need a loyal decent person as your self to keep an ear open for unacceptable behavior in the school. Should something come to your attention that is simply unacceptable, especially if it involves the Headmaster, I would ask that you report it to me, and only me straight away. It is a primary concern of Minister Fudge that order be maintained. Can I coun't on you Miss Bucket?"
"I strive to always be the bigger person." Sasporilla smiled. "Rest assured that anything inappropriate that I witness will be reported."
"Good girl." Professor Sprout smiled. "Off you go then."
Sasporilla stormed into the Hufflepuff common room, through her books on the floor and flopped down into one of the overstuffed chairs beside Karry.
"How was tea?" Karry grinned, "teachers pet."
"She is an abhorrent woman." Sasporilla said as Gooseberry climbed up onto her for an afternoon petting. "She is so polite but so awful. She treats house elves like..."
"Most witches do?" Karry said.
"Yes but," Sasporilla searched for the words. "She sees herself as so much better than them."
"I suspect she sees her self as so much better than most people." Karry said.
"Who." Janey asked as she walked by.
"Umbridge." Sasporilla said.
"Oh." Janey frowned and shook her head as she walked away. "Bad witch."
"I'm not sure she's all there." Karry said looking worried.
"Why doesn't she have classes with us?" Sasporilla asked.
"I heard that she needs a special class." Karry said. "Maybe she doesn't even really go here. Maybe she just wandered down from the mountain and walked in. She is part troll after all."
"Stop it." Sasporilla smirked trying not to laugh. "That's awful! She seems sweet. It's not fair to make fun."
"Sorry." Karry giggled. "So what happened with the pink lady, Sassy?"
"She had tea brought to her by Gribbly." Sasporilla explained. "Then I said Hi to him and she said 'Don't talk to them dear, they're beneath us."
"I hate to say it." Karry cringed. "But that's how 90% of the wizarding world feels about house elves."
"I know that but it's still not right and I don't like it." Sasporilla said folding her arms looking very cross. Gooseberry ran up onto her shoulder to lay her head against Sassys.
"Was that all?" Kerry asked.
"No!" Sasporilla said. "She also said she wanted me to spy on students and on Dumbledore and report only to her so she can report it to the Minister of Magic."
Karry sat with her mouth hanging open. "Why didn't you lead with that!"
"I'm just telling you what happened in the order they happened in."
"No!" Karry yelled. "Start with the big news first! Girl you have to learn how to have a conversation."
"You mean how to gossip." Sasporilla said shaking her head.
"Same difference." Karry laughed. "Look this is really big. I think maybe you should tell someone."
"Ya." Sasporilla nodded. "I should go back to Umbridge and tell her I find her attitude unacceptable and she should report herself."
"No you should say something to the head master." Karry said seriously. "Or at least professor Sprout."
Professor Sprout often kept the door to her tiny crowded residence open this time of day. She liked the Hufflepuffs to feel like she was always available for them. Which of course she was. Sasporilla and Karry knocked on the open door.
"Professor Sprout are you free?" Sassy called inside.
"Yes." Professor Sprout said popping her head up from behind a large fern. "Just chatting with Binki here. Won't be a tick."
Professor Sprout made her way to the front. Taking off her smock and putting a hat onto the mound of graying curls on her head.
"Yes ladies please come in." Professor Sprout smiled. "What can I help you with?"
It was just before dinner when Professor Sprout dragged Karry and Sasporilla, swinging and yelling at each other, down the hall past Professor Umberidge.
"What is this ruckus about." Professor Umbridge asked. "Just a little healthy rivalry over the affections of a certaim boy."
"He's mine!" Karry yelled.
"Get stuffed I saw him first!" Sasporilla yelled back trying to grab Karry and restarting the melee.
"Girls really!" Professor Umbridge said as professor Sprout pulled them off each other and dragged them by the scruff of their robes on down the hall. "Right! Maybe words with the head master will calm you too down!"
"Would you like me to accompany you Professor Sprout?" Deloris Umbridge smiled.
"No need." Professor Sprout hollered back quickening her pace. "Got it all under control thanks."
Professor Dumbledore was very much looking forward to roast chicken dinner this evening. If Drooble was to be believed the gravy was the best that had ever been made in the history of Hogwarts. He had made his way down the steps from his office, musing on the delights of a good roasted potato when he caught site of Professor Sprout trying desperately to usher along the two young women trying to pull each others hair out. With a regretful sigh he turned and ascended the stairs back up to his office with a taste for roast chicken that was sure to go unsatisfied and growling tummy.
Once inside the head masters office Karry and Sasporilla stopped fighting, hugged and laughed.
"If your done with that clump of hair in your hand." Karry laughed. "I'd like it back."
Sasporilla held the clump of hair up to the side of Karrys head.
Professor Sprout held out her wand. "Denuo capillum." The hair reattached on to Karrys head.
"I must admit that I'm happy to see you two have made up." Professor Dumbledore said. "However I must admit I am both Amused and confused."
"Head master." Professor Sprout said motioning to the girls to sit down. "Miss Bucket has something to tell you."
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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.