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The rght sizes have arrived! With the biography and the synopsis blurb - it’s a book!

I have posted a sample chapter on my Sweek site, which you can read here: La Provenienza di Sully e Lina https://web.sweek.com/story/CwgDBApsCAAFBQ4OBwYHDWYCCA==

It’s a book that you can own in print here in the UK at https://publishuk.sweek.com/books/212469

Or in Epub worldwide via these sellers: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0823HQMVF https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/992899 https://publishuk.sweek.com/books/215583

A Million Different Things:

End of May or early June, there were two men who seemed to be polar opposites. Or so they thought, what they didn’t know was that they were alike in more ways than one. On one side of Wizarding London a man by the name of Draco Malfoy was in his house with his parents celebrating the end of the war, and the rebuilding of Hogwarts. On the other side was Harry Potter, sitting in a bar with his friends, Ron and Hermione, also celebrating. Both men acted that they were happy, but they couldn’t escape the huge black hole of darkness in their hearts. Both were falling deeper and deeper and neither could stop.It wasn’t until months later when they stumbled upon each other in the weirdest of situations did they find the solutions they were looking for. It started like this.

    “Hermione, Ron leave me alone. I’m fine. I know how to go supply shopping, I’m not a first year!” Harry said rolling his eyes slightly, and pushing his chair in. He grabbed his coat and apparated out into Diagon Alley.  When he got there the number of external stimuli hit him harshly. The noise was loud, there were a hundred different people to be seen, and thousands of more foods to be eaten and smells to be investigated. But Harry ignored all of these enticing things and headed right to Flourish and Blott’s, the best books shop and supply store ever known to Wizarding kind, at least that’s what Hermione told him.  It was only after Harry had bought all of his books, parchment, quills, and other supplies that he realized he forgot a wand. And it was only halfway back to his flat that he realized it.  He kept going on his journey home, not even stopping since he vowed to himself that he’d do it at a later date.

   It was on this later date that his life changed forever. It was after he came out of Ollivander’s that he bumped into Draco. It was a pure accident as Draco was oddly enough listening to music on his iPod, and Harry was, being the clumsy thing he is, not paying attention. This caused the two men walk directly into each other.  In a flash Draco was up, picking Harry’s wand up and holding out his and muttering swift and jumbled apologies. With a slight smile, Harry accepted the hand and returned the iPod. “It’s okay Draco. I’m fine, honestly, it’s not the end of the world for knocking down the Chosen One,” Harry teased lightly. Which only caused Draco to raise a perfect white eyebrow, and smirk slightly. With one last apology and another smirk, Draco spun on his heel, in a manner that would make both his father, and Snape proud, and left leaving Harry standing there with his mouth open, like an idiot.

    But before he could get too far he turned back and called out, “Take a picture it lasts longer, Potter. Oh, and honestly, close your mouth before you catch flies.” Which desperately made Harry wish he could have gotten over those feelings from his original Hogwarts days. But sadly, life never worked in Harry’s favor.  Which is why he felt himself falling slowly in love with Draco all over again during the earlier months of the school year as he listened to Hermione complain about how he was in all of her advanced classes, and Ron complain about how the Slytherin Quidditch team was probably going to be better than ever.

    But none of that mattered until Harry found himself in the Hospital Wing a day before the start of Winter Break due to a broken arm, a fractured wrist, and a sprained ankle, all because of Quidditch Practice. While he was sitting there resting, the doors flew open and in rushed a couple teachers carrying a pale, limp body. Craning his neck to get a better view, Harry quickly realized that it was Draco. Harry had never seen Draco look so pale and sickly. Draco was as thin as a stick and was extremely gaunt.  Harry had never felt so disgusted in his life because surely that wasn’t the same boy that he had bumped into about 4 months ago. But sadly it was.

    Over and over he heard the same words being repeated, “Malnutrition… anorexic… depressed… could die…professional help…mentally unstable…” And it was those last three phrases that really caught Harry’s attention because why would Draco, his sweet, adorable, yet cunning and fierce Draco need professional help? Why would his strong, brave Draco be mentally unstable? How could his carefree, attention loving, smirk wearing, prick of a Draco be so close to death? It just didn’t make sense to Harry. It took him a couple of days of repeating these questions in his head that he realized two things. One that Draco never was, and probably never will be his. And two that it was probably because of the same reason he felt as if he were on the edge of death, PTSD. Most of the students in that 8th year were diagnosed with multiple disorders, the most common being PTSD.

    After all of the teachers left and Madam Pomfrey went back into her office Harry slid out of bed and walked over to Draco’s bedside and began talking to him, “Hey Draco, I know that you are sleeping and probably can’t hear me but I would like to say this anyway. You are an amazing, wonderful, talented, bright young man, that everyone should have the pleasure of knowing and meeting. I know that we were never on the best of terms, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t notice things. It doesn’t mean that I didn’t notice that you tended to tap your fingers on every surface attainable or that your eyes would always flicker between blue and grey depending on your mood. It doesn’t mean that I didn’t notice that you bit your lip whenever you got frustrated, or that you only ever used that one table in the back of the library. Or that you are one of the biggest nerds in all of Europe, and that you love getting your hands on any type of new information, or that you have a pair of black thick framed pair of glasses.  I’ve also noticed that you knew most of the Slytherins in our year before getting to Hogwarts. I’ve also noticed that despite liking green apples, you despise almost every other type of apple.  But then again, it became a hobby, no an obsession, watching you. You were always so mesmerizing, so captivating that once someone laid their eyes on you, it was torture to look away. And I’m usually not good with words but I think this came out okay. Well, what I’m really trying to say is that you have so much going for you right now and you have so many people in this world that care about you that you shouldn’t be in this rut you are in right now. Oh, did I forget to mention that I noticed how down you were as well? Well if I did, I said it now. But in those many people, I stand as well. This may come as a shocker, but I love you. With all my heart, and it might not be believable but it is the truth, and I’m sorry if you don’t feel that way.”

    And with that Harry started walking away, shaking his head at how ridiculous he probably sounded. Until he heard a faint voice speak up, “You know I never took you as the type of person to confess and then leave the other person hanging Potter. Don’t make this a habit now, or we’ll never be able to be in a relationship. No…  don’t look at me like that, of course, I return the feelings. Why wouldn’t I? Actually no, don’t answer that. Also, I never knew you could be so eloquent, Potter. Is that how you managed to pass all of your classes, through your words?” Which caused Harry to laugh at the end because only Draco could be sarcastic in that situation. However, this led to them talking all night. And at the end of their entire conversation, Harry felt like he could create an entire autobiography about Draco, almost.

   It was almost visiting hours when Harry asked a final question, “Hey Draco, I know this is weird and kinda sudden, but would you like to go on a date with me? I mean after we both get out of here and like to the next Hogsmeade trip or whatever. You don’t have to say yes.” Harry tended to ramble when he was nervous, but when he glanced up at Draco, he noticed the ginormous grin on the other boy’s face.

   “Of course I would Harry!! After all of the talking we just did, I would be a fool not to accept besides, I really like you. I do.  And no matter what anybody says I will always stick by your side because my mother once told me to follow my heart. And besides, you never know what someone means since words can mean a million different things.”

This is for@necocoxeiji.

Confessions Of Prepubescence

  Esther:  So there’s this guy here at my school who totally just doesn’t get me, or understand me. I mean like, I really like him and everything BUT he just gives me NO attention what SO EVER. HELP ME SERENA WHAT SHOULD I DO?

  Serena: Well, what have you done to get his attention so far?

  Esther: Not much. Last week I chased him around because we were playing tag – although I don’t think he knew that... This week on Monday I put various sticky notes on his locker asking him personal questions like, “Describe in great detail your innermost feelings.”

  Julia: Didn’t you also secretly follow him and his friends to the movies and then end up sitting in between all of them during the movie?

  Esther: Only because YOU said I should talk to him in a group setting! Serena! Help!

  Serena: Esther, its fine. He’s just a guy you know? Guys aren’t even that important. I mean we are only 12!!

  Julia: Okay Esther don’t listen to Serena, She’s totally lying. I mean I’ve had like 5 boyfriends and I’ve loved them all.

  Serena: Oh my god Julia, they weren’t even real boyfriends. One of them was your cousin.

  Julia: SERENA! You said you wouldnt TELL ANYONE THAT REMEMBER!?!?!?

  ( Intro)

  Esther:  Okay girls its okay. I’m not judging you for your incestual acts Julia. I still think you’re a great friend. But I don’t know what to do about this now. I mean I’ve heard so many people say that the person you fall love in love with in middleschool is the one that you end up marrying!!!

  Julia: Dear Lord, does this mean I’m going to marry my cousin!?!?

  Serena: No! that is like SO WRONG! Its actually the person you meet in 5th grade.

  Julia: Oh phew! But, I mean there’s some states that even allow you to have multiple husbands. So that is like my plan when I get older. One will cook for me, and one will spend money for me.

  Esther: Wow Julia, good idea. Is that how all relationships work?

Julia:  That’s how all the committed relationships work.

  Serena: OMG JULIA. You can’t just tell someone that that’s how a specific relationship works. I mean when Todd and I were dating, and said he loved me during our first week, I knew he was committed at that point.

  Julia: Todd Freeman? He said that to me too.

  Serena: It’s so sweet how he commits to every single girl he dates.

  Esther: Why do you girls get every single guy!? You live these perfect fairytale relationships that I am just so so jealous about! I’m not ever going to find my boy. I’m just going to die alone.I mean the boy I like doesn’t even talk to me!!! He doesn’t even say Hi when I say hi!!

Julia: Wait, who is this mystery boy?

  Esther:  It’s Evan. From Social Studies.

  Serena: EVAN! Are you sure!

  Julia: Esther he’s not even cute though. I don’t know why you like him….

  Serena: OMG Julia, she probably didn’t even check his Crushability ratings!

  Esther: What’s that? Was I supposed to know about this?

  Julia: It’s only the oldest and most reliable way to figure out is someone is crush worthy! Duh!

  Esther: How does it work?

  Serena: Well, have you stalked him at all yet?

  Esther: Of course! (seems hurt)

  Julia: Okay, the telltale sign that he is perfect for you is by figuring out whether he says you’re name in his sleep.

  Serena: Do you know what he says in his sleep?

  Esther: Well, he was at the library one day and he said he was sleepy and he checked out a book about a boy named Jack who had a sister named Muriel, and Muriel is pretty much the same thing as Esther so yeah.

  Julia: Wait, he wore plaid on Tuesday. Wearing plaid automatically makes you unchrush worthy. Sorry Esther .

  Esther: But-

  Serena: Yeah I actually agree with Julia. I mean Plaid…Plaid became out of season like 2 weeks ago. He clearly doesn’t have his head screwed on straight.

  Julia: Totally.

  Esther; Okay yeah I know. I agree about the Plaid thing. But everyone has or has had a boyfriend or has dated a cousin-

  Julia: Hey!

  Esther: -and all my cousins are babies so I’m pretty sure that isn’t allowed…So that means I’m like the only without true love. It makes me really sad………

  Serena: OH MY GOD Esther. That is like SO not true. I mean there’s ton of people that haven’t had boyfriends.

  Esther: Like Who?

  Serena: umm….

  Julia: Okay what Serena is trying to say is that boyfriends don’t actually count unless they say they love you. Which I highly doubt Evan would say. I mean he wore PLAID AFTER it became out of season. You just cant trust people like that.

  Serena: Okay Whatever, Its not like Esther is going to listen to us. So we might as well just help her think of ideas to talk to Evan.

  Esther: Yeah, I’m really not listening to you guys.

  Serena: Okay Esther. Don’t come crying to us when you find out that he’s not actually going to be a good boyfriend.

  Julia: Yeah seriously Esther, We WARNED you.

  Esther: Guys you don’t even know him!

  Both at the same time:  NEITHER DO YOU!

  Esther: Okay well that the first thing that happens before you get a boyfriend is that you have to talk to him first right!?

  Julia: Well  yeah. But sometimes they just flatout say that they like you because you are pretty.

  Esther: Do you think Evan would say that for me?

  Serena: No Evan likes girls with big boobs and you don’t even have any.

  Esther: * Looks at them blankly*

  Julia: Okay whatever, here’s the plan. Esther when he’s getting his books for social studies during 5th period. You are going to go up to him, and ask if he wants to sit with you at lunch.

  Serena: Yeah, also make sure that day you are wearing lavender and yellow, because boys really like those colors. At least that’s what my baby brother told me.

  Esther: Um are you sure??? Yellow and purple are actually kind of ugly colors….I will look like a purple bumblebee.

  Serena: No trust me on this. I know what I’m talking about. Like I’m pretty mature for my age.

  Julia: yeah seriously esther. Listen to us. We are wicked mature.

  Esther: Okay so I just go up to him and say. Hi wanna sit with me at lunch??

  Both at the same time: Yep.

  Esther: Are you sure this will work? Will he fall in love with me this way?

  Julia: DUH that’s how EVERYONE does it these days.

  Serena: yeah I mean, that’s how Julia and I have had so many successes with males.

  Esther: Okay……..I’ll do it.

  ----we do some blocking to distinguish that

  Julia: OH MY GOD ITS ALMOST TIME FOR YOU TO DO THIS ESTHER!!!

  Serena: JULIA AND I WILL BE WATCHING FROM THE LOCKERS NEAR DOMBROWSKIS ROOM..

  Esther: Okay guys…

  Esther: Um…Hi Evan..I thought your presentation in language arts was really cool..yeah um do you want to sit with me at lunch

  cringes face- as if being hurt- at this point Julia and Serena are creeping in the corner looking at this*

Julia:  Um…Esther… are you okay?

  Esther: …..He just looked at me and said no I don’t want to have relationships with girls now..

  Serena: WHAT?!?!?!? IS HE EvEN ALLOWED TO SAY THAT?!?!??!?!

  Esther: RIGHT!??! I HAD NO IDEA that was even possible.

  Julia: told you  Esther.. that he didn’t have his head on straight.

  Serena: Actually, I said-

  Esther: I guess love just isn’t for me….

  Serena: NO DON’T SAY THAT. Just because Evan was stupid, doesn’t mean ALL guys are stupid.

  Esther: yeah…I don’t know what to think anymore.

  Julia: Hey look on the bright side!

  Esther: What Bright side?

  Julia: You don’t have to deal with looking at his plaid shirts all the time.

  Esther: Yeah OH MY GOD. I totally agree with you. You girls are so great! I’m so glad I have you guys as friends. Besides I’m too young to have a boyfriend ow.

  BOTH: WHAT!?!??!?!?! YOU ARE NEVER TOO YOUNG TO BE IN LOVE!!