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Mitchcraft! Part I - 01/28/16

I stare at the blank paper laid out in front of me and sigh. There's no way I'm going to get this done for tomorrow without help. So I knock loudly on the area of the wall directly above my desk and wait.

Sure enough, a section of the wall folds away to reveal my friend Avi smiling. "Hey, Mitch, what's up?"

"This Herbology paper is killing me on the inside," I say with a grimace. "Is Scott in there?"

I watch as Avi puts his wand down and leans back to look around his room. "Yeah, I think he's in the bathroom...?" He gets up to knock on the bathroom door, and I take the opportunity to see what their room looks like today. Every day, their walls change colors and patterns, based off of their moods or what they have on their minds. Some days it's Avi's thoughts projected on the walls, and some days it's Scott's. Today it's striped a faded yellow, black and white.

I focus my gaze into my own blue-walled room, that I share with Kevin, another friend. Our walls are much more boring in theory, because they're not as emotionally connected. No, our walls reflect what kind of shirt we wore to bed the night before. I have yet to see what happens when I don't wear a shirt, because I don't like sleeping without a shirt on, and I don't think Kevin wants to find out, either.

"Mitchy!" I hear Scott call, and I turn back to the opening in the wall and smile at my best friend. "You need help again?"

I sigh, my smile dropping from my face. "Yeah, usually I do a lot better with class–"

"No kidding," he chuckles, sitting down at the desk on the other side of the wall from me. "I'm usually the one asking for help."

"Hey, don't interrupt, jerk face." I shake my head, trying to keep from laughing. "I don't know why I'm struggling all of a sudden, especially after almost six years of doing just fine."

He rests his chin in his hand and shrugs. "You got a girl on your mind?"

"No, no. That's not it." I'm gay, I think to myself. "Crushes don't distract me," I say.

"Uh huh, whatever you say," he says, trying to act like he knew something I didn't.

"Anyways, Scott, I'm stuck with this Herbology paper. I can't remember for the life of me where to start with the growth stages of the mandrake.

"Well, I'm pretty sure it's basically the same as a human baby, only they, like, grow roots?"

"Really?"

"That's what I wrote."

I stare down at the paper, and then glance at the stack of library books on my desk. "Maybe we should go to the library..."

"Are you doubting me?!" He raises a hand to feign a gesture of shock and disappointment.

I smile and reach through the hole in the wall to poke his nose. "Nope. Grab your stuff, we're heading to the library." I pick up my dark slender wand and tap the wall, causing it to fold closed in front of Scott's adorable smirk. After shoving my library books and a notebook into my bag, I step out into the brightly lit hallway to see Scott leaning against the wall by my door.

He glances into my room, before I shut the door and we start walking towards the library. "Who wore blue last night?"

"Kevin."

"I figured. You don't really have much blue in your repertoire of clothing."

"Wow, you're using some big words there, Hoying," I tease.

"You say it like it's a bad thing," he shoots back, playfully bumping my shoulder.

"I didn't mean to! I like that you know how to use words like that." I smile and look down, hoping I didn't give him the wrong idea. I've never flirted before. So I hope I'm not doing it now.

Soon enough, we get to the large central staircase that winds up and down through the floors of our school, the Los Angeles Magic-Building School. Also known as LAMBS. Because that's creative! I guess the founders were just looking for a cool acronym, but who knows. It is what it is.

So this is an idea from way back in summer, and I really want to make it an actual novel kind of thing. But... I'm not sure how to go about that. I've got a plot in mind but it's not good, so any ideas?

If it wasn't obvious, this is a PTX/Harry Potter universe crossover. :)

And the drawing is a wip of an observational drawing I did of my friend, Daniela!! I'm really proud of it so far and I'll probably include it in my portfolio if I need my portfolio for anything else.