I Found A Wand

Mr. Arthur, Arthur Rite , student of the National Medical University of London was the last one to expect something unusual and physically impossible in his life. Maybe without miracle, which is curing incurable in far, but maybe possible future...

His family, number of three. Father Andrew Rite director of furniture factory, Mother Eve Rite - officially unemployed, but still responsible for accountancy of her husband buisness. And he Arthur Rite university student of 5th year.

Arthur Rite from the age of 5 dreamed about many things. He wanted to be firefighter , policeman , even male nurse. At the end of his primary school he decided, that he will be a doctor. So there he is - medicine student, at the beggining of his last holidays as one.

Today was monday. Official start of the summer break.

Arthur woke up, eat two, wait I saw wrong three! fried eggs, with a loaf of dark brown bread from near bakery.

-Hello my bubby boy. What will you do today ?

Asked Eve, which entered kitchen

-I will take a walk now. About later... I have no idea maybe I will go to the downtown with Mark. We will see mum.

Eve nodded.

After breakfast, boy went to his room, changed his pijama to blue jeans , dark green t-shirt and white puma's. Saying goodbye to his mother, Arthur went outside.

Strolling through the Richmond Park youth wandered to heavily wooded west part of that Park.

When he found small clearing inside the forest he took out blanket form his backpack and lying in the center of the small meadow Arthur started observing clouds passing thorugh the sky. Time was pleasantly passing. Full stomach combinated with lazy hipnotyzing clouds created mixture, which turned off his consiousness.

crack!

Arthur opened eyes. and turned his head in the direction of the noise. He saw two people. Narrowing his eyes didn't help him see their faces, but from their movement, he could guess they were fighting?

-Locomotor Mortis!

-Cogitatio speculo !

-Flippendo !

-Protecto !

He heard many unfamiliar words, but Arthur was certain that was some kind of latin terms.

-[Linguists were fighting over some poems in the forest... oh god why me... !?]

Youth thought.

Something wasn't right. This situation wasn't right.It was strange!

With every passing second, Arthur saw more and more weird details.

They weren't only running and screaming at each other. They were waving hands.

Each move and word created lights. Each one of different color, was created at the end of sticks, which they were holding. Flippendo created orange spark , Protecto grey light bubble. Locomotor was faint blue.

-Stupefy!

-Cogitatio Speculo !

Spark bounced from the potecto light bubble and hitted aghast lad.

Arthur lied on the grass. He was petrified from the fear, no! it was probably doing of that spark. He wanted to close his eyes and forget about this weird dream, but on the other side he wanted.Arthur wished to see everything. Curiosity won over his eyes, but fear covered rest of his dull paralysed body. Now he saw everything more clearly. His brain was screaming, that they were f.u.c.k.i.n.g magicians, like Harry f.u.c.k.i.n.g Potter. His thoughts hastened.

-[I died?] Still unable to comprehend what was happening Arthur thought about the worst scenario for him - death. he tried to fought with his body, tried to gain full control again.It was numer one dream for him. But he can't.. He lose the fight, he lost to his own body. Not moving by even an inch.

-[I was hitted by spell?]

-[They know that I'm there?!?]

With each passing second Arthur was more and more calm. He collected his thoughts one by one. When he started finding himself in that chaos. Old man spark hit younger one, dressed in black coat blondie with spell, and then the second one fell immobilized. Old wizard dressed in grey vest approached other one. He moved his stick a few times and at the same time saying something quietly, he stopped. Old wizard saw from the corner of his eye lying lad. He was suprised. Arthur was scared, but still he made eyecontact with him. His pupils shrinked, when old man started walking in his direction. When they were about half meters from each other, wizard crouched. He stared thoughtfully for few seconds and then he put his wand on youth forehead, which were covered by big drops of sweat. At the end he said slowly:

-Muggle.. how did you went past Repello Muggletum?

Old man stared into his small pupils for few seconds, then said to himself:

-Meh..Stupid muggles they are everywhere now.. Maybe I forget to cast that..

-tssk I'm too old now, but anyway..

-Obliviate !!

Everything went dark.