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Michael shoved his hands deeper into his pockets, glancing over his shoulder at Amodeus. "Yeah, I live around here," he muttered, keeping it short. He hesitated before adding, "It’s not cool," a hint of bitterness in his voice. "It’s just where I live. Don’t really feel like I belong here."...

Michael’s jaw tightened when Amodeus sat down on the swing next to him. He wasn’t used to people being so open and unaware of boundaries. Most of his interactions were hostile by default, which was why he tended to keep his distance from others. Michael wasn't sure what to make of the way...

Michael tensed as the boy approached. He kept his eyes down, focusing on a spot in the dirt while his fists clenched instinctively, bracing a confrontation. Then the boy spoke and it wasn’t what Michael expected. He looked up, surprised by the friendliness in his tone. Michael stared for a...

Michael sat on a swing at the park, his eyes fixed on the boy who had wandered in, a similar age to him and probably a wizard. Four years had passed since Michael's Hogwarts letter hadn't come, but the sting of it still clung to him, especially this time of year with witches and wizards...