Tobar Brishen
October 22, 2010 1:34 AM
Into the night! by Tobar Brishen
Was Tobar losing touch with his gypsy side? The more the third year thought about it the more the answer was…yes. It had started three years ago with him missing the walls of Sonora during midterm, and continued till now; he had chosen to stay at Sonora instead of rejoining the caravan. He no longer wore his hair long and braided with beads and feathers. Long gone were the days of vests and shoelessness. Now he wore t-shirts and store bought jeans. He no longer felt like Tobar Brishen the next leader of the Brishen-Molecome caravan. He no longer felt the need to marry Nadi.All the third year felt was the need to be a normal kid with a normal family and a normal life. Here at Sonora he could pretend here he was Tobar the Assistant Captain of the Teppenpaw Quidditch team. He made decent grades and had a few friends. That was about as normal as one got here in a wizarding school.
The question now was how would Tobar find himself? Was there a way to be a normal kid while feeling the pulse of the wild gypsy magic? There had to be a way! And that was why Tobar had come to the Labyrinth Gardens after curfew, dressed in a pair of his old worn homemade pants, a vest, and no shoes. Where once this had felt natural it now felt like a costume.
Not wanting to start a real fire he lit up his wand with a spell. And he slowly began to dance around it. At first there was nothing slowly it started to come back as he closed his eyes and pretended he was with the full caravan. He felt the drums start to pound through his blood it was almost there and then he heard a noise. His eyes flew open his feet stopped dancing and the drugs were gone. He had lost the wild magic again.
“Who’s there?” He called wanting to see the person who had ruined it for him.
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