The Witch Queen of Avalon
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
CHAPTER 6
Shock and tears were most common in the homes of the loved ones of Sasporilla Bucket as the Live Wire feed focused silently on the ash which wafted down. Falling gently over the golden scepter to the stadium floor where the charred broken glasses and wand of Sasporilla Bucket lay.
The Camera AVN camera cut to the Witch Queen being helped to her feet. With great surprise and delight she picked up her nieces burned wand, and snapped it in half.
"As you can see the scepter has cruelly and decisively rejected the challengers claim to my throne." The Witch Queen Bougenvallia Bent smiled triumphantly. Finally one of Henimaxx Dimm's traps had worked on her! The pest was gone!" Sasporilla Imaginarium Bucket... is.... DEAD!!!"
"Long Live The Queen!" Shouted The Warlock King
"Long Live The Queen!" Joined in her most trusted advisors.
It was not long before the rest of the stadium joined, "Long Live The Queen! Long Live The Queen! Long Live The Queen!"
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Sasporilla Bucket warm and cozy surrounded by the softest fur she had ever felt. Fur? The tournament? The scepter, the Witch Queen....
"EXPLOSION!" Sasporilla cried sitting up suddenly.
Sassy felt a cool breeze cross her very nude body. The bed of fur she was in was blue and completely surrounded her! With a low rumble the fur raised up then after a moment went back down. Sasporilla stood, her footing unsure on the soft surface and her balance uneasy, hot pink hair draped long across her shoulders once again! Sasporilla could see the distant world was blurred. Like her clothing, her glasses and most likely her wand, were gone.
With a low rumble the fur began to rise. Sasporilla lost her footing and shouted with surprise as she fell, rolling off the broad side of some great blue creature. A huge paw reached out and caught the falling pink haired witch and raised her up to its gigantic eyes.
"Don't worry little one." The gigantic beast smiled. "You're perfectly safe."
"What?" Sasporilla asked trying to cover herself modestly. "Who, are you?"
"I am a being not unlike yourself." The beast said. "Intelligent. Capable of love, hate, creation and destruction. I am of a very old species that travels great distance and lays its eggs in tranquil safe places. After many millennia of gestation we hatch and grow until we are big enough to travel and find our own."
The great beast looked up to the sky. This was one of those creatures from the stars, Sasporilla thought! Like the one they used bones to craft buildings out of in the city! What was it Kathleen had called it? A Drodakorn! But she had said they were like flying fire griffins. This giant blue fluff ball seemed such a gentle beast.
"How did I get here?" Sasporilla asked.
"You fell through the world." The great beast said. "I was making my way across the great wild lands when a fiery blast from the ground spat you out right in front of me. I had to bring myself to a sudden halt for fear of squashing you, and that is no small feat, let me tell you."
"Thank you for stopping..." Sasporilla hesitated, "what is your name?"
"I haven't got a name." The great beast said.
"Well my name is Sasporilla." Sassy smiled.
"I will remember that Sasporilla." The beast smiled. "You may call me what ever you like."
"Well I've only ever known one other gigantic beast." Sassy said. "A giant squid that lives in the black lake by the school I used to go to. He chose his own name... Francis."
"Fran-cissss." The gigantic blue creature said. "No, some how I just don't feel it suits me. To long. To complicated for a hatchling as I."
"Perhaps if I got a better look at you?" Sasporilla smiled. "It's hard for me to see all of you from here nestled in your fur."
The great beast held up one paw and Sassy crawled on. The paw was easily six meters across. As he lowered her to the ground she realized he was long creature, not unlike a great furry blue caterpillar, standing thirty meters high and two hundred meters long with many legs. His gigantic blue eyes were young and innocent yet there was something ancient about the creature. Sassy sensed that Big Blue was an old soul. Big Blue?
"How about Blue?" Sasporilla said, the chilled breeze of the wild lands on her skin reminding her of her state of undress.
"Blue?" The great beast mused? "Blue!!! I like Blue. Yes it is me. I am Blue because Blue is me."
"Good!" Sasporilla said. "Now I must find myself some clothes. First thing."
Blue held out his paw so that Sasporilla might climb back on.
"I don't know where you might find what you are looking for?" Blue said as Sassy climbed on and he lifted her back up to warm safety of his broad furry blue back.
"I need something to cover my skin." Sasporilla said. "I'm not covered in fur like you are. My kind need to cover themselves."
"I see." Blue said pulling out a small bit of loose blue fur and laying by Sassy's feet.
"Perhaps you can tie these together to cover yourself until you find something that will do?"
Sassy picked up the thick strands of soft fur. "Yes! I can tie them together into a cloak. That should do for both wind, cold and modesty purposes!"
"Good!" Blue said. "I must rest now. For tomorrow I travel."
"Where are you going?" Sasporilla asked. "Come to think of it... I'm not even sure where I am?"
"You are here? With me?" Blue said a tad confused. "I am travelling to the place where my species grows to touch the stars."
"Avalon City." Sasporilla said.
"I don't understand your words Sasporilla." Blue said.
"My people," Sasporilla sighed, "or at least people of half my blood lineage, the Magi, have built a city where you are going."
"Hopefully I will not have to go through it." Blue said. "That would be most unfortunate indeed. I don't wish to do anyone or anything any harm. But sometimes I don't see the smaller things under my feet. Sadly I do damage."
Blue lifted up a back paw. Between fis cubby blue toes were some crushed royal gold armour, a torn red silk cloak, and a large sack of gold!
"Just what were you up to out here Bougenvallia?" Sasporilla mused grabbing the sack and the silk. Returning to her furry spot on Blue's back Sassy set to making herself a blue fur cloak, bound by the red silk. It would take some time, but she wasn't going anywhere quickly.
"Blue?" Sasporilla asked. "May I travel with you?"
"Oh that would be nice." Blue said. "Someone to keep me company as I, a lonely hatchling grows, company on my long slow road."
"Yes and I think I might be of help to you as well." Sasporilla said. "I know what to look out for! So that you might not squash anything or anyone you might not intend to!"
"Oh that would be handy Sasporilla." The great beast yawned. "Nighty night."
"Good night Blue." Sasporilla said patting his back. "Sweet dreams."
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Two Royal guards entered the guest box where the Jeremiah, the Frogai Lama sat pleasantly on his plush seat, in the lotus position, with his eyes closed.
"Excuse me sir." One of the guards said. "You must leave."
"Must I?" The Frogai Lama asked.
"Yes sir you must!" The guard insisted.
"Why?" The Frogai Lama asked not even bothering to open his eyes.
"The tournament is over sir." The first guard said.
"Is it?" The Frogai Lama smiled opening his eyes. "I think not."
"Sir the challenger is dead." The guard insisted. "No challenger, no tournament. No tournament, no you!"
The guards reached in to each grab an arm of the small frog like man. In a blinding flash his small hands grasped their fore arms and tossed them out of the box and a quick ARRESTO MOMENTUM spell broke there fall just before they hit the turf.
"Tell your Witch Queen," the Frogai Lama yelled after the guards as they scurried away like wounded rats, "that I was invited to view a tournament and I will leave when it is FINISHED!!!"
With a pleasant calm smile, the Frogai Lama sat back in his plush seat, took out his flute, and started to play.
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"The tournament over, the guests gone, a stadium empty, a challenger and their dream... dead." James MacNare said sadly into the camera. "A challenger who fought with honesty and compassion. One I might have been proud to have seen win this tournament. This has been James MacNare for AVN News. Back to to you Morgana."
Shock and tears were most common in the homes of the loved ones of Sasporilla Bucket as the Live Wire feed focused silently on the ash which wafted down. Falling gently over the golden scepter to the stadium floor where the charred broken glasses and wand of Sasporilla Bucket lay.
The Camera AVN camera cut to the Witch Queen being helped to her feet. With great surprise and delight she picked up her nieces burned wand, and snapped it in half.
"As you can see the scepter has cruelly and decisively rejected the challengers claim to my throne." The Witch Queen Bougenvallia Bent smiled triumphantly. Finally one of Henimaxx Dimm's traps had worked on her! The pest was gone!" Sasporilla Imaginarium Bucket... is.... DEAD!!!"
"Long Live The Queen!" Shouted The Warlock King
"Long Live The Queen!" Joined in her most trusted advisors.
It was not long before the rest of the stadium joined, "Long Live The Queen! Long Live The Queen! Long Live The Queen!"
**************************************
Sasporilla Bucket warm and cozy surrounded by the softest fur she had ever felt. Fur? The tournament? The scepter, the Witch Queen....
"EXPLOSION!" Sasporilla cried sitting up suddenly.
Sassy felt a cool breeze cross her very nude body. The bed of fur she was in was blue and completely surrounded her! With a low rumble the fur raised up then after a moment went back down. Sasporilla stood, her footing unsure on the soft surface and her balance uneasy, hot pink hair draped long across her shoulders once again! Sasporilla could see the distant world was blurred. Like her clothing, her glasses and most likely her wand, were gone.
With a low rumble the fur began to rise. Sasporilla lost her footing and shouted with surprise as she fell, rolling off the broad side of some great blue creature. A huge paw reached out and caught the falling pink haired witch and raised her up to its gigantic eyes.
"Don't worry little one." The gigantic beast smiled. "You're perfectly safe."
"What?" Sasporilla asked trying to cover herself modestly. "Who, are you?"
"I am a being not unlike yourself." The beast said. "Intelligent. Capable of love, hate, creation and destruction. I am of a very old species that travels great distance and lays its eggs in tranquil safe places. After many millennia of gestation we hatch and grow until we are big enough to travel and find our own."
The great beast looked up to the sky. This was one of those creatures from the stars, Sasporilla thought! Like the one they used bones to craft buildings out of in the city! What was it Kathleen had called it? A Drodakorn! But she had said they were like flying fire griffins. This giant blue fluff ball seemed such a gentle beast.
"How did I get here?" Sasporilla asked.
"You fell through the world." The great beast said. "I was making my way across the great wild lands when a fiery blast from the ground spat you out right in front of me. I had to bring myself to a sudden halt for fear of squashing you, and that is no small feat, let me tell you."
"Thank you for stopping..." Sasporilla hesitated, "what is your name?"
"I haven't got a name." The great beast said.
"Well my name is Sasporilla." Sassy smiled.
"I will remember that Sasporilla." The beast smiled. "You may call me what ever you like."
"Well I've only ever known one other gigantic beast." Sassy said. "A giant squid that lives in the black lake by the school I used to go to. He chose his own name... Francis."
"Fran-cissss." The gigantic blue creature said. "No, some how I just don't feel it suits me. To long. To complicated for a hatchling as I."
"Perhaps if I got a better look at you?" Sasporilla smiled. "It's hard for me to see all of you from here nestled in your fur."
The great beast held up one paw and Sassy crawled on. The paw was easily six meters across. As he lowered her to the ground she realized he was long creature, not unlike a great furry blue caterpillar, standing thirty meters high and two hundred meters long with many legs. His gigantic blue eyes were young and innocent yet there was something ancient about the creature. Sassy sensed that Big Blue was an old soul. Big Blue?
"How about Blue?" Sasporilla said, the chilled breeze of the wild lands on her skin reminding her of her state of undress.
"Blue?" The great beast mused? "Blue!!! I like Blue. Yes it is me. I am Blue because Blue is me."
"Good!" Sasporilla said. "Now I must find myself some clothes. First thing."
Blue held out his paw so that Sasporilla might climb back on.
"I don't know where you might find what you are looking for?" Blue said as Sassy climbed on and he lifted her back up to warm safety of his broad furry blue back.
"I need something to cover my skin." Sasporilla said. "I'm not covered in fur like you are. My kind need to cover themselves."
"I see." Blue said pulling out a small bit of loose blue fur and laying by Sassy's feet.
"Perhaps you can tie these together to cover yourself until you find something that will do?"
Sassy picked up the thick strands of soft fur. "Yes! I can tie them together into a cloak. That should do for both wind, cold and modesty purposes!"
"Good!" Blue said. "I must rest now. For tomorrow I travel."
"Where are you going?" Sasporilla asked. "Come to think of it... I'm not even sure where I am?"
"You are here? With me?" Blue said a tad confused. "I am travelling to the place where my species grows to touch the stars."
"Avalon City." Sasporilla said.
"I don't understand your words Sasporilla." Blue said.
"My people," Sasporilla sighed, "or at least people of half my blood lineage, the Magi, have built a city where you are going."
"Hopefully I will not have to go through it." Blue said. "That would be most unfortunate indeed. I don't wish to do anyone or anything any harm. But sometimes I don't see the smaller things under my feet. Sadly I do damage."
Blue lifted up a back paw. Between fis cubby blue toes were some crushed royal gold armour, a torn red silk cloak, and a large sack of gold!
"Just what were you up to out here Bougenvallia?" Sasporilla mused grabbing the sack and the silk. Returning to her furry spot on Blue's back Sassy set to making herself a blue fur cloak, bound by the red silk. It would take some time, but she wasn't going anywhere quickly.
"Blue?" Sasporilla asked. "May I travel with you?"
"Oh that would be nice." Blue said. "Someone to keep me company as I, a lonely hatchling grows, company on my long slow road."
"Yes and I think I might be of help to you as well." Sasporilla said. "I know what to look out for! So that you might not squash anything or anyone you might not intend to!"
"Oh that would be handy Sasporilla." The great beast yawned. "Nighty night."
"Good night Blue." Sasporilla said patting his back. "Sweet dreams."
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Two Royal guards entered the guest box where the Jeremiah, the Frogai Lama sat pleasantly on his plush seat, in the lotus position, with his eyes closed.
"Excuse me sir." One of the guards said. "You must leave."
"Must I?" The Frogai Lama asked.
"Yes sir you must!" The guard insisted.
"Why?" The Frogai Lama asked not even bothering to open his eyes.
"The tournament is over sir." The first guard said.
"Is it?" The Frogai Lama smiled opening his eyes. "I think not."
"Sir the challenger is dead." The guard insisted. "No challenger, no tournament. No tournament, no you!"
The guards reached in to each grab an arm of the small frog like man. In a blinding flash his small hands grasped their fore arms and tossed them out of the box and a quick ARRESTO MOMENTUM spell broke there fall just before they hit the turf.
"Tell your Witch Queen," the Frogai Lama yelled after the guards as they scurried away like wounded rats, "that I was invited to view a tournament and I will leave when it is FINISHED!!!"
With a pleasant calm smile, the Frogai Lama sat back in his plush seat, took out his flute, and started to play.
*************************
"The tournament over, the guests gone, a stadium empty, a challenger and their dream... dead." James MacNare said sadly into the camera. "A challenger who fought with honesty and compassion. One I might have been proud to have seen win this tournament. This has been James MacNare for AVN News. Back to to you Morgana."
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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, donate to J.K.Rowling's charitable foundation LUMOS! Link below! ( https://www.wearelumos.org/ )
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, donate to J.K.Rowling's charitable foundation LUMOS! Link below! ( https://www.wearelumos.org/ )