The Witch Queen of Avalon
A Harry Potter UNIVERSE/ Sasporilla Bucket Fan Fiction
by Darren Kelly
Chapter 14
The rhythmic breathy katajjaq throat song of the snow people filled the air as Blue's hooves tromps through the snow. Sasporilla Bucket sat high upon the great beasts head as he picked up speed. The magic of the katajjaq, pushing them farther, faster than they could have gone before. Charging across the snows at tens of kilometers a stride, then hundreds until Blue leapt high into the cold morning air, his large crystalline wings catching the air for the first time. Still not strong enough to fly, but strong enough to glide on the quickly warming thermals found in the air as they flew over a stretch of ocean towards new land.
Blue glided down fast and landed hard on the barren warm rocky coast. He stood and shook his beak.
"Flight is fun," Blue said, "landing is hard."
"Yes it is." Sasporilla smiled safely from her broom hanging magically in the air in front of him. "Don't worry Blue. I'll work on it with you. Now, where are we?"
The air was warm and getting hotter. The rocky coast lead into a dried cracked mud and up to what looked like a very large sand dune.
"Something tells me this isn't Brighton Beach." Sassy smiled taking up her broom and flying up to the top of the tall dune.
Blue leapt up and landed beside her with a loud thud. The dune was nearly two hundred feet high by Sasporilla's estimation and it was the smallest of what rolled out before them. They were on the edge of a desert. A vast dune sea.
"The Zaharanian dessert." Sassy smiled. "Well we're back on the same continent as Avalon City. It's a straight run from here."
"Or fly?" Blue asked.
"No better place for you to practice than here!" Sassy smiled. "Let's get started!"
Small leaps from one dune to ever increasing distant ones, mixed with stronger and stronger flaps of Blue's harder than diamond ice wings, took him higher and farther through the great open desert. Sasporilla flying beside him on her broom cheering him on. Soon Blue was gliding in and landing as soft as a hippogriff in August.
"The sun climbs high in the dessert sky Sasporilla Bucket." Blue said concerned for how red his friends face was becoming. "I fear your skin is becoming sunburned out here. Please come shelter under the cool of my wing for a while and rest."
Sassy touched her well sunburned cheek.
"Ouch." Sassy cringed. "Right you are Big Blue! Thank you for noticing. I having so much fun working on flying with you I didn't even notice my own skin burning off! I picked up a cream in Everlost city that will heal up a sun burn quick, but what of you my friend?"
"What of me?" Blue asked.
"You're made of ice!" Sasporilla said suddenly very alarmed. "We must get you out of this heat before you melt."
"Oh my Sasporilla Noooo," the gigantic ice phoenix laughed and stomped, "why it would take the heat at the heart of the hottest star to melt me!"
"But the cold that you emanate isn't icy." Sasporilla smiled. "It's really just cool. Quite pleasant really."
"In the memories of my species I sense that I could give off great cold if I wished too." Blue said looking up to the sky. "There was one, once, who touched a distant world with it's cold to heal an injury. Leaving the world in an a centuries long Ice age as it flew off on its star journey."
"Perhaps that was world like mine?" Sassy said. "We had a very long ice age when our people were just cave men."
"Perhaps." Blue said sadly. "For this I would be sorry."
"Why?" Sasporilla asked.
"I would not have had my species harm yours." Blue said.
"It isn't your fault!" Sassy smiled. "But I accept your apology. However you must then also accept mine."
"For what Sasporilla Bucket?" Blue asked.
"Why for the exact same thing!" Sasporilla insisted. "My people have harmed yours in the past have they not? Going as far as to fight one? Hunt one? Build a tower out of the bone of one of your peoples legs?"
"Yes." Blue agreed.
"Then for my people I am sorry." Sasporilla said.
"And I, Blue the Ice Phoenix, galloper of the wastes and future traveler of the stars accept your apology Sasporilla Bucket." Blue bowed.
Sasporilla pulled up her broom and twisted the gold settings ring. The broom shook loose of her grip and flew up into the air as the caravan cast itself from the tip and settled flat onto the sands. The broom finding its place in it's holding rack next to the door.
"I'll just pop in and get my sun burn cream." Sassy smiled.
"Perhaps have a nice drink of cool water if you have any." Blue insisted. "And should you find any fruit?"
"Yes," Sasporilla laughed, "I will bring it back out to you."
The inside of the caravan was most pleasantly cool compared to blistering heat of the dessert sun. The radiant heat and sharp pain from her burns was becoming very obvious, very fast. Sasporilla headed to the bathroom where she'd put the sunburn cream in her medicine chest.
Sassy grimaced at the lobster red face that greeted her. They sunburn was far greater than she had thought and would require almost all the cream she had.
Sasporilla opened the medicine chest and saw the small, plain looking, white pearlescent jars. She picked one up and twisted it open. Inside was a most miraculous ice blue cream. She dipped her sun burned finger into it and felt it cool instantly. Sassy took a small dollop and divided it between her finger on her other hand. She spread the cooling cream over her burned cheeks across her burned forehead and nose. The cooling cream instantly soothed her skin and turned it back from red to white. Surprisingly, a little went a very long way. It's cooling relief left Sassy feeling refreshed.
Sasporilla put the lid back on her more than half empty jar and placed it back in the medicine chest. She walked back out into the living-room and took a deep breath. It had been a long time since she had a moment like this. Just a quiet moment alone. No greater responsibilities, no one trying to kill her, no dire feeling of sadness dragging at her soul somewhere deep behind her eyes. Perhaps for once, just this one brief second in time...
Sasporilla Bucket burst out the front door of the caravan carrying her portable music player and her copy of 'The Chocolate Frogs - Transcendental Frogai Lama' , as well as a large bag of fresh fruit.
"What have you there Sasporilla?" Blue asked.
"I just felt like dancing." Sassy said, setting her player on the sands and pressing play. "For the first time in a very long time I feel very free and happy. I don't know why. Perhaps it's being away from responsibility. Perhaps it's being out of the Witch Queen's icy grasp for a moment. Perhaps I've let go of some long held darkness in my heart. Whatever the reason take this bag of fruit my friend! Feast and dance with me!"
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The lilt of Frogai Lama's the flute filled the empty stadium. The tune was ancient but not unknown to the witch Baba Yaga. The old hag glided in through the open gates a her guards stopping behind at her order. They were honestly of know use to her against the old monk. Both their powers were evenly matched. Know this would have to be a battle of whit’s. With a quick wave of her wand she assumed the more pleasing form of Bougenvallia Bent, everyone’s favourite dictatorial Witch Queen, as she approached the Frogai Lama.
"Good morning." The Witch Queen smiled politely.
The old frog stopped playing his flute and smiled most delightedly. "Good morning. It looks to be a most pleasant and productive day."
"Indeed." The Witch Queen sighed. "At least that is my hope."
"Yes I know." The Frogai Lama chuckled as he started playing his flute again.
"I fear that the worm and the girl are dead." The Witch Queen frowned. "I can no longer sense them."
The lilting tune the Frogai Lama played inspired him to stand up and dance. His feet tapped on the seat, the arm rest and the back rest of his chair. Much to the angered dismay of the Baba Yaga.
"ENOUGH!!!" The Witch Queen screamed, flame shooting from her wand towards the old frog but bouncing off the tune as anger tends to do from real happiness.
"You are blind to her for the first time because for the first time she has learned to let go." The Frogai Lama smiled. "To let go of the anger, to let go of the sadness. You have nothing to use to locate her with. All of your dark powers require a spark of darkness to feed upon, to work with, the last of her's has been dumped in the des..."
"The desert!" The Witch Queen smiled. "Yes of course. They are crossing the Zaharanian desert!"
"You're time is coming very near to it's end." The Frogai Lama sighed. "You know that don't you?"
"Shut your croak hole you little green freak." The Witch Queen smiled. "My time ends when I say it ends! Not before! I have allies to protect me. Champions!!! Bring me Advisor Amari! I see no better of my allies to face off with Sasporilla Bucket in a desert."
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The music flowed through the hot afternoon desert air. The sun had little to no effect on Sasporilla's skin, now that it had been covered by the healing sunburn cream. Sassy let the music flow through her as she swayed and spun on the sands. Blue stomped his giant hooves kicking up sand and grit, squawking happily. Sasporilla laughed and clapped her hands. It felt good. For the first time, in a very long time, she was just having fun, for the sake of having fun.
Sand stretched out before them as far as the eye could see. A Dune sea to the front of them. A roiling morass of oranges, yellows and browns against the deep open blue sky.
The thought of colour and form, and her motion and dance. How it might inspire a piece of art? She could her friend Christin sitting on the sandy ridge in front of her easel painting a masterpiece. Professor Splatterpalette gob-smacked at the incredible use of negative space and natural flow interaction. Especially that dark line on the horizon.
"Sasporilla Bucket." Blue said looking off to the distance. "I fear a storm is coming. Perhaps you should go inside your caravan."
"I believe my dear friend that that is no storm." Sassy spun to a stop and bowed. Turning to face the blackening dust cloud on the horizon, lightning flashing in its rolling sand clouds, she lost her happy contended expression. "I feel the Witch Queen has found us and that is not just a storm, that is a war."
Sassy stood firm as the rolling wall of sand barreled towards her. It swirled in a red, orange and yellow psychedelic canvas of death. Lighting stretched its blue electric tendrils wildly from its heart as if alive.
The hot deserts winds whipped the near by sands and cut lightly into the skin. Blue lowered himself and wrapped his giant wings around Sasporilla, protecting the fragile witch from the powerful storm, as it hit full force.
The sandstorm swirled around the great beast whipping and scratching at his near impenetrable crystal hide. Sasporilla listened from within the safety of Blue's mighty wrapped wings, to the howling sand storms winds. Sassy Likened them to the frustrated screams of a maddened niffler unable to get a galleon just out of its reach.
"Just give up your pointless onslaught and I'll come out," Sasporilla sighed, "Amari."
The winds died and sands dispersed back to the dunes. Blue separated his wings and Sasporilla Bucket walked forward, wand in hand, to stand face to face with the ancient Wedjat Shelezia Amari.
"Well, well Ms. Bucket," Amari said in her smoky sand graveled voice, "I see you are prepared to fight."
"I'd rather not." Sassy said. "I'd rather you just left us to go on our way in peace."
"You know that is not the Witch Queens will." Amari said. "and quite frankly I will take much pleasure in devouring you."
"Really?" Sasporilla asked.
"Oh yes." The Wedjat nodded with pleasure as she stepped forward sniffing the young witch. "You're not as pure and innocent as everyone believes. You've killed. You've ..."
"Yes." Sasporilla said. "In war. In self-defense. I've had to hurt people, and I hate it! I have explored some of the small pleasured life offers. Those I don't regret."
"Yessssss." The Wedjat hissed as its body began to twist and grow into its monstrous form. "All sin, all evil, darkness on your soul for me to feed upon."
"And poor little me. There is no Earthly way to stop you! No muggle device. No magi spell!"
"I am so glad you have accepted your fate Sasporilla Bucket." The Wedjat roared as it lunged forward.
"WAIT!" Sasporilla demanded as a large wing cane down forcing the Wedjat to stop.
"What now?" The Wedjat demanded.
"May I at least cast my friend Blues favourite spell one last time before you eat me?" Sassy asked with wide sad child like eyes and a pouty lower lip. "Please."
"Very Well." The Wedjat said. "Make it fast."
Sassy whispered something to blue and handed him something. Amari grabbed Sasporilla by her left arm.
"What are you up to?" Amari demanded.
"Just saying good by and telling him not to fight you." Sassy said. "Go on Blue. I'll cast my spell when you "Drop" into the clouds."
Blue galloped away turned and took a mighty leap into the sky. As he reached the remnants of clouds in the sky he spit a small box from his beak.
Lifting her wand Sasporilla cast " PLUERE FELIUM"
A pretty pink stream of light emanated from her wand and struck the box which exploded like a flowery pink fire work in the sky.
"How beautiful!" The Wedjat said. "A nice send off for a friend. I commend your loyalty."
"I'm afraid it does have a nasty side effect though." Sasporilla shrugged casting an umbrella. "It tends to rain just after."
"Oh a bit of rain won't deter my hunger." The Wedjat smiled as something small and furry fell from the sky and hit the monster on the head.
"What?" The Wedjat said surprised as another furry little beast dropped from above and sunk its claws into the Wedjat’s shoulder making the beast grimace. Amari turned to see the sweet face of a kitten looking up at her that quickly soured and hissed.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh!" Amari screamed as she changed back into human form. "Keep those THINGS away from me."
More and more cats and kittens fell from the sky landing on the sand around them.
"I never said it would rain water." Sasporilla sighed. "No this was a little Weasley Wizard Wheezes import I picked up in a joke shop in Everlost City. You see, your choice of raining cats or dogs or both? Well I knew that would come in useful."
Amari stomped at the cats and swatted off the ones that landed on her as they clawed at her and bit into her flesh.
"You see Amari I've done some reading since we've first met." Sassy smiled. "I know there is no way an undead creature like you can be killed. However the guardians of your underworld can drag your sorry behind back to what ever hell you came from and I happened to find out they happen to be cats."
"No." Amari begged. "Sasporilla please."
"MANABUDH." Sasporilla said very seriously and very precisely. She had practiced the command, from Amari’s old dead language, a thousand times and didn't want to make a single mistake in its pronunciation.
The cats, their eyes alight with a golden glow, began to growl and hiss as they circled Amari. The Wedjat turned to run as the cats pounced. Hundreds of cats coveted her body and dropped her, screaming, to the sands. As hard as the Wedjat fought, the cats pulled her down under the sands until none were visible and her cries were silent.
"Horrific." Sasporilla closed her eyes saddened at what she'd been forced to do to another yet again.
Blue landed with a loud thump a kilometer away and quickly galloped over.
"I got good height on that jump Sasporilla Bucket." Blue said happily. "Did your plan work?"
"Sadly yes." Sassy said. "We should get going. I'd like to get to the edge of the burning forest by nightfall."
The rhythmic breathy katajjaq throat song of the snow people filled the air as Blue's hooves tromps through the snow. Sasporilla Bucket sat high upon the great beasts head as he picked up speed. The magic of the katajjaq, pushing them farther, faster than they could have gone before. Charging across the snows at tens of kilometers a stride, then hundreds until Blue leapt high into the cold morning air, his large crystalline wings catching the air for the first time. Still not strong enough to fly, but strong enough to glide on the quickly warming thermals found in the air as they flew over a stretch of ocean towards new land.
Blue glided down fast and landed hard on the barren warm rocky coast. He stood and shook his beak.
"Flight is fun," Blue said, "landing is hard."
"Yes it is." Sasporilla smiled safely from her broom hanging magically in the air in front of him. "Don't worry Blue. I'll work on it with you. Now, where are we?"
The air was warm and getting hotter. The rocky coast lead into a dried cracked mud and up to what looked like a very large sand dune.
"Something tells me this isn't Brighton Beach." Sassy smiled taking up her broom and flying up to the top of the tall dune.
Blue leapt up and landed beside her with a loud thud. The dune was nearly two hundred feet high by Sasporilla's estimation and it was the smallest of what rolled out before them. They were on the edge of a desert. A vast dune sea.
"The Zaharanian dessert." Sassy smiled. "Well we're back on the same continent as Avalon City. It's a straight run from here."
"Or fly?" Blue asked.
"No better place for you to practice than here!" Sassy smiled. "Let's get started!"
Small leaps from one dune to ever increasing distant ones, mixed with stronger and stronger flaps of Blue's harder than diamond ice wings, took him higher and farther through the great open desert. Sasporilla flying beside him on her broom cheering him on. Soon Blue was gliding in and landing as soft as a hippogriff in August.
"The sun climbs high in the dessert sky Sasporilla Bucket." Blue said concerned for how red his friends face was becoming. "I fear your skin is becoming sunburned out here. Please come shelter under the cool of my wing for a while and rest."
Sassy touched her well sunburned cheek.
"Ouch." Sassy cringed. "Right you are Big Blue! Thank you for noticing. I having so much fun working on flying with you I didn't even notice my own skin burning off! I picked up a cream in Everlost city that will heal up a sun burn quick, but what of you my friend?"
"What of me?" Blue asked.
"You're made of ice!" Sasporilla said suddenly very alarmed. "We must get you out of this heat before you melt."
"Oh my Sasporilla Noooo," the gigantic ice phoenix laughed and stomped, "why it would take the heat at the heart of the hottest star to melt me!"
"But the cold that you emanate isn't icy." Sasporilla smiled. "It's really just cool. Quite pleasant really."
"In the memories of my species I sense that I could give off great cold if I wished too." Blue said looking up to the sky. "There was one, once, who touched a distant world with it's cold to heal an injury. Leaving the world in an a centuries long Ice age as it flew off on its star journey."
"Perhaps that was world like mine?" Sassy said. "We had a very long ice age when our people were just cave men."
"Perhaps." Blue said sadly. "For this I would be sorry."
"Why?" Sasporilla asked.
"I would not have had my species harm yours." Blue said.
"It isn't your fault!" Sassy smiled. "But I accept your apology. However you must then also accept mine."
"For what Sasporilla Bucket?" Blue asked.
"Why for the exact same thing!" Sasporilla insisted. "My people have harmed yours in the past have they not? Going as far as to fight one? Hunt one? Build a tower out of the bone of one of your peoples legs?"
"Yes." Blue agreed.
"Then for my people I am sorry." Sasporilla said.
"And I, Blue the Ice Phoenix, galloper of the wastes and future traveler of the stars accept your apology Sasporilla Bucket." Blue bowed.
Sasporilla pulled up her broom and twisted the gold settings ring. The broom shook loose of her grip and flew up into the air as the caravan cast itself from the tip and settled flat onto the sands. The broom finding its place in it's holding rack next to the door.
"I'll just pop in and get my sun burn cream." Sassy smiled.
"Perhaps have a nice drink of cool water if you have any." Blue insisted. "And should you find any fruit?"
"Yes," Sasporilla laughed, "I will bring it back out to you."
The inside of the caravan was most pleasantly cool compared to blistering heat of the dessert sun. The radiant heat and sharp pain from her burns was becoming very obvious, very fast. Sasporilla headed to the bathroom where she'd put the sunburn cream in her medicine chest.
Sassy grimaced at the lobster red face that greeted her. They sunburn was far greater than she had thought and would require almost all the cream she had.
Sasporilla opened the medicine chest and saw the small, plain looking, white pearlescent jars. She picked one up and twisted it open. Inside was a most miraculous ice blue cream. She dipped her sun burned finger into it and felt it cool instantly. Sassy took a small dollop and divided it between her finger on her other hand. She spread the cooling cream over her burned cheeks across her burned forehead and nose. The cooling cream instantly soothed her skin and turned it back from red to white. Surprisingly, a little went a very long way. It's cooling relief left Sassy feeling refreshed.
Sasporilla put the lid back on her more than half empty jar and placed it back in the medicine chest. She walked back out into the living-room and took a deep breath. It had been a long time since she had a moment like this. Just a quiet moment alone. No greater responsibilities, no one trying to kill her, no dire feeling of sadness dragging at her soul somewhere deep behind her eyes. Perhaps for once, just this one brief second in time...
Sasporilla Bucket burst out the front door of the caravan carrying her portable music player and her copy of 'The Chocolate Frogs - Transcendental Frogai Lama' , as well as a large bag of fresh fruit.
"What have you there Sasporilla?" Blue asked.
"I just felt like dancing." Sassy said, setting her player on the sands and pressing play. "For the first time in a very long time I feel very free and happy. I don't know why. Perhaps it's being away from responsibility. Perhaps it's being out of the Witch Queen's icy grasp for a moment. Perhaps I've let go of some long held darkness in my heart. Whatever the reason take this bag of fruit my friend! Feast and dance with me!"
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The lilt of Frogai Lama's the flute filled the empty stadium. The tune was ancient but not unknown to the witch Baba Yaga. The old hag glided in through the open gates a her guards stopping behind at her order. They were honestly of know use to her against the old monk. Both their powers were evenly matched. Know this would have to be a battle of whit’s. With a quick wave of her wand she assumed the more pleasing form of Bougenvallia Bent, everyone’s favourite dictatorial Witch Queen, as she approached the Frogai Lama.
"Good morning." The Witch Queen smiled politely.
The old frog stopped playing his flute and smiled most delightedly. "Good morning. It looks to be a most pleasant and productive day."
"Indeed." The Witch Queen sighed. "At least that is my hope."
"Yes I know." The Frogai Lama chuckled as he started playing his flute again.
"I fear that the worm and the girl are dead." The Witch Queen frowned. "I can no longer sense them."
The lilting tune the Frogai Lama played inspired him to stand up and dance. His feet tapped on the seat, the arm rest and the back rest of his chair. Much to the angered dismay of the Baba Yaga.
"ENOUGH!!!" The Witch Queen screamed, flame shooting from her wand towards the old frog but bouncing off the tune as anger tends to do from real happiness.
"You are blind to her for the first time because for the first time she has learned to let go." The Frogai Lama smiled. "To let go of the anger, to let go of the sadness. You have nothing to use to locate her with. All of your dark powers require a spark of darkness to feed upon, to work with, the last of her's has been dumped in the des..."
"The desert!" The Witch Queen smiled. "Yes of course. They are crossing the Zaharanian desert!"
"You're time is coming very near to it's end." The Frogai Lama sighed. "You know that don't you?"
"Shut your croak hole you little green freak." The Witch Queen smiled. "My time ends when I say it ends! Not before! I have allies to protect me. Champions!!! Bring me Advisor Amari! I see no better of my allies to face off with Sasporilla Bucket in a desert."
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The music flowed through the hot afternoon desert air. The sun had little to no effect on Sasporilla's skin, now that it had been covered by the healing sunburn cream. Sassy let the music flow through her as she swayed and spun on the sands. Blue stomped his giant hooves kicking up sand and grit, squawking happily. Sasporilla laughed and clapped her hands. It felt good. For the first time, in a very long time, she was just having fun, for the sake of having fun.
Sand stretched out before them as far as the eye could see. A Dune sea to the front of them. A roiling morass of oranges, yellows and browns against the deep open blue sky.
The thought of colour and form, and her motion and dance. How it might inspire a piece of art? She could her friend Christin sitting on the sandy ridge in front of her easel painting a masterpiece. Professor Splatterpalette gob-smacked at the incredible use of negative space and natural flow interaction. Especially that dark line on the horizon.
"Sasporilla Bucket." Blue said looking off to the distance. "I fear a storm is coming. Perhaps you should go inside your caravan."
"I believe my dear friend that that is no storm." Sassy spun to a stop and bowed. Turning to face the blackening dust cloud on the horizon, lightning flashing in its rolling sand clouds, she lost her happy contended expression. "I feel the Witch Queen has found us and that is not just a storm, that is a war."
Sassy stood firm as the rolling wall of sand barreled towards her. It swirled in a red, orange and yellow psychedelic canvas of death. Lighting stretched its blue electric tendrils wildly from its heart as if alive.
The hot deserts winds whipped the near by sands and cut lightly into the skin. Blue lowered himself and wrapped his giant wings around Sasporilla, protecting the fragile witch from the powerful storm, as it hit full force.
The sandstorm swirled around the great beast whipping and scratching at his near impenetrable crystal hide. Sasporilla listened from within the safety of Blue's mighty wrapped wings, to the howling sand storms winds. Sassy Likened them to the frustrated screams of a maddened niffler unable to get a galleon just out of its reach.
"Just give up your pointless onslaught and I'll come out," Sasporilla sighed, "Amari."
The winds died and sands dispersed back to the dunes. Blue separated his wings and Sasporilla Bucket walked forward, wand in hand, to stand face to face with the ancient Wedjat Shelezia Amari.
"Well, well Ms. Bucket," Amari said in her smoky sand graveled voice, "I see you are prepared to fight."
"I'd rather not." Sassy said. "I'd rather you just left us to go on our way in peace."
"You know that is not the Witch Queens will." Amari said. "and quite frankly I will take much pleasure in devouring you."
"Really?" Sasporilla asked.
"Oh yes." The Wedjat nodded with pleasure as she stepped forward sniffing the young witch. "You're not as pure and innocent as everyone believes. You've killed. You've ..."
"Yes." Sasporilla said. "In war. In self-defense. I've had to hurt people, and I hate it! I have explored some of the small pleasured life offers. Those I don't regret."
"Yessssss." The Wedjat hissed as its body began to twist and grow into its monstrous form. "All sin, all evil, darkness on your soul for me to feed upon."
"And poor little me. There is no Earthly way to stop you! No muggle device. No magi spell!"
"I am so glad you have accepted your fate Sasporilla Bucket." The Wedjat roared as it lunged forward.
"WAIT!" Sasporilla demanded as a large wing cane down forcing the Wedjat to stop.
"What now?" The Wedjat demanded.
"May I at least cast my friend Blues favourite spell one last time before you eat me?" Sassy asked with wide sad child like eyes and a pouty lower lip. "Please."
"Very Well." The Wedjat said. "Make it fast."
Sassy whispered something to blue and handed him something. Amari grabbed Sasporilla by her left arm.
"What are you up to?" Amari demanded.
"Just saying good by and telling him not to fight you." Sassy said. "Go on Blue. I'll cast my spell when you "Drop" into the clouds."
Blue galloped away turned and took a mighty leap into the sky. As he reached the remnants of clouds in the sky he spit a small box from his beak.
Lifting her wand Sasporilla cast " PLUERE FELIUM"
A pretty pink stream of light emanated from her wand and struck the box which exploded like a flowery pink fire work in the sky.
"How beautiful!" The Wedjat said. "A nice send off for a friend. I commend your loyalty."
"I'm afraid it does have a nasty side effect though." Sasporilla shrugged casting an umbrella. "It tends to rain just after."
"Oh a bit of rain won't deter my hunger." The Wedjat smiled as something small and furry fell from the sky and hit the monster on the head.
"What?" The Wedjat said surprised as another furry little beast dropped from above and sunk its claws into the Wedjat’s shoulder making the beast grimace. Amari turned to see the sweet face of a kitten looking up at her that quickly soured and hissed.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh!" Amari screamed as she changed back into human form. "Keep those THINGS away from me."
More and more cats and kittens fell from the sky landing on the sand around them.
"I never said it would rain water." Sasporilla sighed. "No this was a little Weasley Wizard Wheezes import I picked up in a joke shop in Everlost City. You see, your choice of raining cats or dogs or both? Well I knew that would come in useful."
Amari stomped at the cats and swatted off the ones that landed on her as they clawed at her and bit into her flesh.
"You see Amari I've done some reading since we've first met." Sassy smiled. "I know there is no way an undead creature like you can be killed. However the guardians of your underworld can drag your sorry behind back to what ever hell you came from and I happened to find out they happen to be cats."
"No." Amari begged. "Sasporilla please."
"MANABUDH." Sasporilla said very seriously and very precisely. She had practiced the command, from Amari’s old dead language, a thousand times and didn't want to make a single mistake in its pronunciation.
The cats, their eyes alight with a golden glow, began to growl and hiss as they circled Amari. The Wedjat turned to run as the cats pounced. Hundreds of cats coveted her body and dropped her, screaming, to the sands. As hard as the Wedjat fought, the cats pulled her down under the sands until none were visible and her cries were silent.
"Horrific." Sasporilla closed her eyes saddened at what she'd been forced to do to another yet again.
Blue landed with a loud thump a kilometer away and quickly galloped over.
"I got good height on that jump Sasporilla Bucket." Blue said happily. "Did your plan work?"
"Sadly yes." Sassy said. "We should get going. I'd like to get to the edge of the burning forest by nightfall."
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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/ )