𝐃 𝐄 𝐓 𝐀 𝐈 𝐋 𝐒

        𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐘 put, Laws of the Stars is an ode to everything I value most in the universe. From cosmic guardians to magical mischief to loyalty and love, this story seems to cover it all — and I wouldn't have it any other way. The Wizarding World has been my safe space for several years, and I'm very excited to embark on this journey.

Melody Prewett came to me in summer 2020 while I was writing another story, and I couldn't get her out of my head— it seemed that every line kept circling back to her vivid, spunky spirit. After a few days of restless writer's block, I wisely scrapped what I had been working on and dreamt up Mel's storyline. I rifled through a handful of title ideas hastily before deciding to leave it unnamed, at least for the first few chapters.

Then, a couple of weeks later, it hit me, hard.

The stars.

The luminous heavenly bodies above, the planetoids in whom I had always found comfort — this story was for them. An analysis of human nature, with just a tad of glamorization and balladry: it was practically etched into the constellations.

It all fell into place: the five laws of the stars came out smoothly and shimmeringly, already speaking multitudes beyond their short sentences. Melody was the perfect gleaming canvas to shade with acrylics of confidence, oils of mistrust, and watercolors of pure devotion. Her universe is brimming with possibilities —I mean, it's Hogwarts— and I was beyond ready to take on her challenges and flaws.

When Harry came into the mix, however, I found myself swirling down a black hole of absolute fixation. I couldn't stop describing, elaborating, creating. Writing can be a very peaceful therapy if you let it — and this story certainly served as one for me. The Wizarding World, in all its glory, now seems to twinkle whenever I picture it: sprinklings and etchings of stars and Melody are left in every visualization, for better or worse.

In no way am I attempting to claim ownership of J.K. Rowling's brilliant plot, characters, or universe. That being said, I do own Melody, Cocoa, Petar, several other original characters, and their storylines. Any plagiarism of my original work will lead to unfavorable consequences! (Not to mention, copying someone else's work is really uncool. Let's not have any of that here, please!)

Now that we've got our framework out of the way, hush, it's time: the story is beginning.

Come closer, my dear astronomer, into the starlight — come, pluck galaxies from the black sheet ahead of you, and exhale the iridescent nebulae. Trust yourself, and yourself only: after all, nobody ever really stays . . . or do they?

© 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

✧･ﾟ 𝐃 𝐄 𝐓 𝐀 𝐈 𝐋 𝐒
──── casting !

𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐓𝐓, taylor hill

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 "𝐂𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐀" 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐓𝐓, mila kunis

𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐕, froy gutierrez

──── also featuring !

𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊, gary oldman

𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀 𝐌𝐂𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋, maggie smith

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎, daniel radcliffe, emma watson, rupert grint

❝

TO BRING ME DOWN,
some people would anchor my soul
to the forbidden abyss of time.

they would nail my feet to the ground
and tie my body with chains of lies.

if they found out; or just imagine—
that the wings of your dulcet love,
TAKE ME HIGH ABOVE THE STARS.

❞

── 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ,
clairel estevez

𝐃 𝐄 𝐃 𝐈 𝐂 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 𝐒

To the reader — with your every perfection and defect, your every strength and weakness, I am eternally grateful for your support. Literature is incredibly important, and we all deserve to have an escape. Thank you for choosing my story and growing with me.

To the stars, of course — how fearless you must be, to radiate incessant light across this cruel cosmos until your dying day. If I ever develop half as much beauty and bounty as you possess, I will struggle to express my disbelief and gratitude.

To the sky — you serve as a looking-glass into a world far more captivating than our own, and astound me with your individuality. Without your gracious pull and endless push, I fear that I would never have had the courage to dream.

And to the universe — may you remain untouched, as though your infinity is not what reminds us of both our importance and our insignificance in this life.

Never stop dancing.

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐙𝐊𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐍 — 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐒

"words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic."

𝐇 𝐀 𝐏 𝐏 𝐘   𝐑 𝐄 𝐀 𝐃 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 !