Mine de Charbon

Amber and Ruby

Disclaimer: We don't own Harry Potter. It belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Preface:

I dance in the muddy streets, bare foot, pleasing the eyes of the yearning lads. The air is stinging my skin… It's chilly. I don't mind. I'm used to it. I sing in my native language… The lads don't understand a single word but they're pleased with the melody; a melody of magic… They're in a hypnotic state… My brothers steal their money… We're doing nothing wrong… They have too much… We have nothing.

This is my life… an illiterate gypsy with magic pumping in her body; dancing in London streets.

Until he comes with a letter and I become a literate gypsy with magic pumping in her body; trying not to sleep at those boring wizardry classes.

~ Isidora

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