Literature
MAGIC UNITES.
Giant x Tiny; No violence; One shot.
MAGIC UNITES.
Michael closed the solid wooden door behind his back, placing it as a barrier between the privacy of his bedroom and the rest of the mansion.
With an abrupt gesture of his hand, the young giant, who looked to be fifteen years old, wiped away a tear that threatened to fall from his healthy eye. He wouldn't cry, he wouldn't allow himself to, not for his asshole father who had beaten him for the umpteenth time.
For what then? For a little magical accident.
His older brother Hansen had tormented him throughout dinner with jokes, acid comments and not-so-subtle insults. Michael, though exasperated, had managed not to retort, but towards dessert he had been unable to stop himself from glaring at his brother to warn him to stop. Unfortunately, by doing so, Maicol had unintentionally caused the flames of the candles and the fireplace to burst into flames for less than thirty seconds. Just a minor domestic incident in a normal wizarding