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Mischief Managed

Chapter Twenty-Six – Pity Love

I never thought that I would ever feel like this… Heartbroken. It's an awful feeling. Suddenly such an important person in your life disappoints you and then that relationship we used to have doesn't exist anymore, there are just memories left.

And it pains so much. The memory reminds me what I've lost. It seems to me that I had to lose what I used to have to give it the value it deserves.

I don't care he is a Malfoy. I don't care he's Scorpius. I don't care he's a Slytherin and that we've been enemies for so long. I should care he's my beloved cousin's best friend, but I just don't. And it scares me, because he changed me.

The last months have been… Interesting. I've overcome so many prejudices that I used to have. I even feel ashamed, my parents and relatives always taught me about love, tolerance and peace. But perhaps Lily and Dom and everybody have always been right, the animosity between Malfoy and I never had anything with Houses or families rivalry, the sexual tension had always been there. The proof is that we got involved, firstly physically, and then, emotionally. At least I did, apparently he didn't.

Because if he really felt something for me he wouldn't be snogging another girl. When we fancy someone we want to be only with her, no one else matters. I just want to snog him, and embrace him and feel his scent, like I used to do.

We never talked about what we were, indeed. So I can't demand anything from him. But still, it hurts.

It hurts because just when I finally figured out my feelings the person I like was snogging someone else. Someone prettier, cooler and probably less complicated. Someone new. How refreshing is that?

I'm also so confused… We haven't been "together" for so long, so why is it affecting me so much? I should be the Iron Witch, I don't date, I don't fall, I don't suffer.

And yet, why do I feel so empty inside? Why my days have been so grey although the days have been surprisingly sunny? Why do I feel so lonely although my family is always around me?

They noticed I'm not well. And I know that they are surprised that I'm not grumpy nor in a defensive mode, like I do when something pisses me off. I'm truly sad, and I just can't hide it. I see that they try to say something or give me some support, but they simply don't know how, because they had never seen me like this before, I had never seen me like this before.

It's so disappointing to finally admit to yourself for the first time that you like someone and then reality ruins this moment, a very important moment for me.

I haven't seen him as well, nor I looked for him. I'm usually a very spontaneous and lively person, I'm communicative and emotional yet rational. So Ella, Albus, James and Dom were really confused when they tried to support me and I just wasn't able to open up with them. I just can't. I feel the pain so deep inside of me that first I need to deal with it alone, trying to recover my strength and try to learn with everything I've lived for the past months before I can talk about it with anyone. Even with Ella. And they respect me, even though they don't know what's going on. Just Ella knows and she's been very supportive in a silent way. I couldn't thank her enough for this.

I need space. And that's what they are giving to me.

As I've said, I haven't seen him, but I'm not deaf. I've heard the rumours around the Castle and even my family is talking about it, although it makes things worse for me they don't know that what they are talking about is exactly what is hurting me. I usually just walk away pretending to not be feeling well, but I was still having lunch when James said:

"Malfoy always criticised me for being after Violet the whole day, but since snogging Arabella we don't see him around anymore"

He looked to Albus expecting some reaction from Malfoy's best friend, but he didn't say a word.

"You sound like Rita Skeeter sometimes, James" Roxy mocked him.

"Why? Because he's like an old gossiping lady?" Dom giggled sarcastically.

"I was very surprised, actually" Louis muttered.

He and Hugo apparently had a massive fight and aren't speaking to each other because of Effie.

But they are still seated together, like the best friends they are.

"What do you mean, weirdo?" Dom asked confused.

Weirdo is a great definition for Louis and Hugo, due to the circumstances.

"Scorpius was always snogging someone, but since the beginning of classes I hadn't seen him with anyone" Louis said sincerely surprised.

"Until last night" Fred giggled mischievously.

"She's stunning" my little brother said, to which all the guys agreed.

Indeed she is. But do they need to keep remarking it in front of me?

"Malfoy is a lucky bastard" Louis remarked "He doesn't even have to make an effort"

"Neither do you, veela boy" Albus mocked him.

Great, that's exactly what I need.

"You guys should mind your own business" Ella said grumpily.

I noticed how everybody seated around us looked shocked to her, Ella never acts like this, she's always so relaxed, happy and just chilling. Nothing ever bothers her, she's so calm and peaceful.

I silently thanked Ella, she knows me so well, the last thing I need to hear is about Malfoy and the gorgeous Arabella.

"Dammit" James muttered "What's going on here?"

"Just shut up, James" Roxy said, noticing the tension.

She's always the peacemaker.

"Right, since James is pissing everyone off, let's talk about how he's finally gonna get laid" Fred mocked him, earning a death glare from the oldest Potter.

"What?" Louis chuckled "James is a virgin?"

"What's wrong with it?" Hugo asked uncomfortably, but he didn't look to Louis.

Merlin, what an awkward conversation.

"I'm not a virgin!" James protested insulted.

I rolled my eyes, but kept my mouth shut. I'm not in the mood to scold the boys for being stupid.

"The male desperate need for self-assurance towards what is considered to be a male alpha concerning its sexuality is quite disturbing" Roxy pointed out exactly what I thought, this girl is awesome.

"Yeah, yeah" Fred dismissed his twin sister "Speak English, please"

Roxy rolled her eyes, certainly giving up on talking to these jerks we call family.

"Blah blah" Dom mocked Fred and Roxy "Roxy's right but I want to know the gossip first hand..."

"Typical Dominique" Ella muttered.

"...What do you mean with 'finally gonna get laid'?" Dom asked curious.

"Isn't it obvious?" Louis asked chuckling "He and Violet still haven't bang!"

"Language, Louis Weasley!" Lucy scolded him as she joined us at the Gryffindor table.

How appropriate, a twelve year old listening to this depraved conversation.

"Great, uncle Percy has arrived" Louis mocked.

"You're being a jerk today" Dom scolded her brother, clearly pissed off.

"That's because Effie chose virgin Hugo instead of slutty Louis!" Fred chuckled really hard, almost losing his breath.

"WHAT?" James yelled.

Of course he did.

Merlin, Fred is so blunt! Sometimes the boys don't seem to know the social protocol.

"Fuck off" Louis complained "I hate you guys" he left, not even glancing to an upset Hugo.

My baby brother is actually really cute.

"Why boys are so stupid?" Lucy asked us girls "What's the matter if Hugo is a virgin?"

"Their ego is fragile" Ella replied to her.

"Can we get back to the fact that James and Violet still haven't shag?" Dom asked us almost desperate.

"Get a life, Dom" Lucy scolded her, rolling her eyes.

"I do" Dom said happily "I have a boyfriend now"

She looks to delighted...

"I'm a bit disturbed, but I'm curious as well" Lily approached us with a grumpy Lorcan beside her.

Oh well, it had to happen, right? Just when Dom was talking about Stan, Lorcan had to show up with Lily.

"Why is everybody so surprised?" James asked us exasperated.

"Because you're a man hoe" Lily giggled, making every family member and Ella chuckle as well.

But I didn't because I'm not in the mood.

"I know…" James muttered "But I feel she's special, I want it to be special and that she feels special with me"

He didn't look at us, but down to his plate. James may be a womaniser, but he's kind and sensible. And also he is becoming less of a prat. He was so nice to me on Monday during the party, helping me figure out my own feelings.

"I don't think she deserves" Dom said, to which not only I agreed but the whole family.

But James is old enough to make his own choices. In life we always have to take the risk of failure. That's what living is for.

"You shouldn't be ashamed, James" I finally spoke, being careful to not hurt his feelings "You're being a great lad and making up for all the girls you've hurt in the past"

"Yeah" Lily agreed "I'm proud of you" she said trying to sound sincere.

"We are" Roxy said firmly "Now you look less stupid to me"

We all giggled, even James and I. That's our family, we mock each other and piss each other off, but we're always together and being supportive whatever the situation is.

It kind of warmed my frozen heart, I felt a comfortable feeling inside my chest after what seemed to be such a long time, but actually had been just three days. Having them around me makes things easier to deal with, soon I'll recover and get back to the old Rosie.

I hope, at least.

It's finally Friday night, and I couldn't be more thankful. All I need is a nice weekend all to myself, doing my favourite stuff with my favourite food, in my bed. I decided to skip dinner and grab a few things in the kitchen to eat in my bedroom and enjoy the silence since the other girls would be at the Great Hall like the ordinary adolescents they are. I'm such a weirdo.

But as I've said before, I have a huge karma always around me. Because that's the only reason I managed to find to explain why I had to bump into Malfoy and Arabella as I was walking to the kitchen. They didn't notice me, so I stayed looking at them a bit more than I should.

I had to see it with my own eyes to move forward. Or because I am sadomasochistic. I just need to. And I did.

I noticed how she had him pinned on the wall, his hands on her ass, hers inside his shirt, they were snogging fiercely, making my stomach hurt. I felt tears in my eyes, but I wouldn't let them fall over my face, it took me a lot of self-control to do it though.

They were very synchronised, out of breath, she kept giggling happily and I don't know how he didn't roll his eyes because this sound she makes is pathetic.

But perhaps not for him, maybe he finds her adorable, girly, feminine, not exactly what I am. I looked down to my outfit, a baggy t-shirt long enough to be a dress, combat boots, tousled hair, no make up. They are even affecting my self-esteem, which sucks.

Sexist societies already put a lot of pressure over women, imposing established patterns concerning how we should wear, how we should act, what we should do and what choices we should make, according to the male necessities. It's a man's world, after all.

But women like my mum, who always has been known for her intellect rather than for her appearance and became the first female Minister for Magic*, my grandma Granger and Nana Molly, both who raised amazing families and are role models for everyone, my aunt Ginny and aunt Angelina, who showed that playing like a girl is no shame, and otherwise is the same as having a successful career in Quidditch, among many other inspiring women in my life, are changing this world.

When we are adolescents all the insecurities and all this pressure almost engulf us, I am very proud of my freckles and ginger hair, of being the daughter of Hermione and Ron Weasley, and of being a Quidditch player, but it took me a long time to overcome the fact that I look different from what is considered average, the pressure of being the child of ⅔ of the Golden Trio, and also that girls can play Quidditch without being afraid of becoming masculine. For every adolescent is tough, mainly for every girl is even more tough. But these insecurities that sexist societies perpetuate are made to oppress us, to maintain the status quo that restrict women's freedom.

So now I feel horrible with myself, my ego is hurt, but my feelings are even more. Because he left me for her, and what even makes me even more confused is that I didn't think he would be a capable of doing it. He didn't seem to hesitate. Am I blind or he is great a great liar? It doesn't matter anymore…

Or perhaps it does, no one walks away from me! Not like if I am nothing, that's so disrespectful. I know Malfoy and I never dated and I don't know if friends is a word to define us. But I had consideration for him due to everything we've been through together, although we hadn't planned it, it just happened. How can he leave me like this?

I won't stay quiet, but now isn't the moment for me to speak to him or I'll say crap. I need to process everything that happened and think, this is when overthinking is positive. Also, it's a way to protect myself, I'm too fragile now and I don't him to notice nor take advantage for it. Malfoy knows how to manipulate, but he won't do it to me anymore.

That's when, lost in my own thoughts for so long, I noticed he was staring at me, grey piercing eyes trying to read me. I kept his stare, noticing how Arabella kept snogging him unaware of my presence and he was suddenly tense, his jaw tight.

How he does it while snogging is beyond my comprehension…

I decided to keep my head held high, my eyes not afraid to look to his piercing ones, my eyes were full of water, my vision was even blurred, but not even a single tear fell from my eyes. I think he noticed how much strength I'm having right now, his eyes with a hint of surprise, I wasn't letting him intimidate me nor read me like he used to do. I won't let him affect me anymore.

After what seemed to be hours, I continued my pace, walking past them without hesitating, like if they weren't affecting me.

I could feel his grey eyes following me, but I didn't stop, always looking forward, never to the floor. Just as I turned around the corner, I ran as fast as I could, wanting to get away from them as I felt those tears finally falling from my eyes, there was no more space for so many of them.

On Saturday most of my friends and family left to spend the day in Hogsmeade and I felt a sudden peace for being left alone again, I need this time for myself, as much as I love all of them. Finally my gastritis is gone so I can enjoy my day eating, reading and just laying in my bed.

Dom is so glad to go to Hogsmeade with a boyfriend, she always had a date, but now things are different. I'm glad for her, but also I don't want to know about couples, they make me feel bad.

Not because I wanted to be dating someone, or him, but because I am hurt, my heart never felt like this before, rejected.

What's the matter of fancying someone if you can't be with him? It's one of the greatest frustrations I've ever felt.

"Are you sure you'll be alright?" Ella asked me concerned, Al, Lysander, Lily, Lorcan and Alice around us.

"Yep" I said, trying to sound relaxed but failing.

Not that I failed, Lorcan probably didn't even notice, nor Alice or Lysander, but Al, Lily and Ella know me well enough to notice something is bothering me.

Ella knows but she's giving me space before I decide to talk to her.

"Don't worry, I'm a big girl" I told her reassuringly.

Actually, the perspective of having a day all by myself doing what I like the most is quite comforting.

"Actually you're looking like Lily's pygmy puff with these pajamas" Al muttered giggling.

As I heard everyone laughing around me, I remembered Malfoy calling me a 'ginger pygmy puff' when I was angry for missing another weekend in Hogsmeade.

That's awful, I never paid attention whether something reminded me of one of the boys I snogged, I don't think I ever paid much attention to them. It was just for the physical part.

But with him things were different. I don't know why, but they simply were. I paid attention to him, what he likes, what he doesn't, his opinions and perspectives. And I thought he paid attention to me as well, at least he seemed to care, to really listen to what I had to say.

But apparently I was wrong… I don't think he really cared. He pretends very well. And I am stupid. I shouldn't have allowed him to get into my life… Now he left without even hesitating and I'm broken inside.

While he snogs a gorgeous and confident French girl like if he hadn't done it with me for the past months.

I wonder how long it will take for them to shag… But I shouldn't think about it or I'll throw up.

Not that I think about shagging Malfoy, but usually that's the next step, right? I don't know, I never got there, I never felt comfortable enough to be like this with someone else.

Suddenly I'm back to Earth and I notice how far Ella, Al and all the others already are, walking towards Hogsmeade. They probably said their farewells, I replied, but didn't even notice.

I really need to get back to the old Rosie or I'll get insane.

But before I could go back to the Castle a couple walked past me. The girl was holding the boy's arm so tight that I could see he was tense. I noticed when he looked at me from his side-eye, and that's when I noticed that the boy is Malfoy going to Hogsmeade with Arabella.

Are they really that serious already? Two months 'together' and he didn't ask me out, a few days and they already have a date?

Merlin's beard. Fuck off Malfoy. I shouldn't think what is wrong with me, I shouldn't compare myself to her, I shouldn't feel miserable. And yet, I am. I hate him even more for this. I can't hate her because she didn't do anything wrong, I know that Malfoy and I never talked about not snogging other people… But I never thought we would have to… How naïve am I? He's Scorpius bloody Malfoy, he snogs whoever he wants and he always gets what he wants. Perhaps I was just another game, but why Arabella isn't? Why did he apparently fall for her so quickly? Why he didn't fall for me as I did for him?

Alright, I didn't fall for him, but I fancy him…

Blimey! I need ice cream and cake, a book and my comfy duvet.

Now!

I had planned to read all the books in my list, but after eating so much I slept during the whole afternoon. As usual. I think I'm so tired emotionally that it's affecting me physically, so a rest was actually very welcomed. Sometimes I dream with him, we are together doing the things we were used to do, other times he's there snogging other girls on the dance floor. Either way, I never wake up well, and the rest of my day is affected. If Malfoy also messes up with my appetite, then he'll be the most hated person in Britain.

"Wake uuuuuuup" a voice tried to sing, excitement clear "Rosieeeeeeeeeeeee"

I grunted annoyed.

"Dom, you're already the epitome of annoyance" I heard Effie saying "Having a boyfriend makes you worse"

I giggled at that, not being able to restrain myself.

"Oh look, somebody is awake" Ella mocked me, messing my hair.

"Sod off, Ella" I complained.

"Oh" Dom exclaimed, mischief clear in her voice "We forgot to talk about something"

"What?" I asked worried, looking desperately to Ella.

Does she know about Malfoy and I?

"Spit it out, Dom" Ella demanded as tense as me.

Dom teased us moving her eyebrows mischievously.

She's the devil!

"Effie snogged little Hugo!" she chuckled as Effie 'attacked' her, both falling on Dom's bed.

"Shut up!" Effie yelled, trying to cover Dom's mouth.

"I already know about that" I said bored.

But inside I was celebrating that it was nothing about me.

"Really?" Effie and Dom asked me surprise.

"I saw you" I replied, getting up and walking towards the bathroom to take a shower.

I'm feeling filthy for spending the whole day without a bath.

Also, I do have mixed feelings about Effie and Hugo, but considering how Effie doesn't get attached to anyone, he'll probably get upset and then it's over. Not that I want Hugo to get heartbroken, there are already too many people suffering for having feeling for someone, but perhaps it's better if he doesn't date my roommate? Or am I being mean? It's their lives, I shouldn't even say anything, even though he is my little brother.

"Rosie is no fun, uh?" Dom muttered upset.

I rolled my eyes at her foolishness, but moments like these that help me heal the enormous wound inside of me.

On Sunday I decided to finally read my books, Sartre laying with me on the Common Room's couch, sleeping in my head. I adore when he does it, he seems to be so adorable. Usually he has his bored expression on his face, but now he seems like a cute and fat cat.

Dom and Albus were on the floor around the small table doing the essays I had done a week earlier, stopping me every time to help them.

I was sure they would desperately ask for my help.

James was finishing the details of his surprise for Violet, the bruise of his eye still there, with Fred and Amelie's help. Indeed, when you fancy someone you're blind and pathetic.

Lily was in a corner with Alice, both of them crying talking about their difficult love life. Again, having feelings for another person is tough. And they are just in Fourth Year, for Merlin's beard!

I think all of us spent the whole afternoon doing the same thing, but I wasn't complaining, I love to get lost in my books, with a fluffy and fat cat sleeping in my head just makes things better.

"DINNER TIME" James yelled, scaring everybody in the Common Room.

"Bloody hell!" Al complained pissed off.

"It's your older brother" Dom muttered "You still haven't got used to him?"

Al rolled his eyes annoyed, and as all of us walked towards the Great Hall, he and Dom didn't stop complaining about the essays, how hard they were to write, how the professors are being oppressive for demanding so much of their students and other things I stopped listening to.

"Sincerely, I told you guys to do your essays earlier" I remarked "But obviously you never listen to me"

"I hate when she talks like…" But before Dom could finish, Hugo interrupted her, appearing from I don't know where, his eyes wide and out of breath.

"Merlin's beard, Hugo!" I exclaimed scared.

"Bloody hell" Al complained "Everybody in this family is a weirdo"

"Shut up" Hugo yelled at us "Rosie, mum is here"

"Why are you so scared?" I asked worried.

"Gee, relax" James mocked my brother "She's the Minister but still is your mum"

"I'm serious, James" Hugo scolded him "Come on"

We ran as fast as we could to the Great Hall, but many students were doing the same eager to dine. The Sunday feast is always marvellous, even the foreigners have already realised it.

"Bloody hell" my brother said angry "Why does everybody have to go dine at the same time?"

"Calm down, redhead" Ella mocked him.

As soon as we reached the stairs that led to the Great Hall I noticed how strangely crowded it is. Even for dinner time. We struggled to walk through the students, and just as we reached the bottom I heard my mum's voice coming from outside, not from the Great Hall.

"My apologies, professor, we should have come earlier to avoid this situation" mum said as I finally managed to see what was happening.

We were in the patio in front of the Great Hall, past the enormous wooden doors. My mum, Minister for Magic, joined by Mrs. Malfoy, Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, uncle Harry, Head of the British Auror Office, and other employees from the Ministry of Magic. All of them with serious and worried expressions.

Professor McGonagall stood there calm as ever, but I could see she was controlling her emotions to not scare the students.

"I understand, Minister" professor McGonagall said "I already called the suspects"

"Thank you, professor" uncle Harry said.

The tension was clear, I could listen to the students' murmurs: 'look, it's Harry Potter', 'I don't know if I should freak out because the Minister is here, or Harry Potter, or both', 'Albus is just like his father', 'Rose is exactly like her mum', 'What are they doing here? Not that I'm complaining'.

Albus and I exchanged a look, everybody compares us to our parents because indeed, we're very alike. But it gets annoying after everybody does.

"What's going on?" Al asked me worried.

I wasn't sure, but then I remembered on Monday, when Malfoy and I gave to my mum Heather's diary.

"I think I know…" I said, stepping forward towards my mum "Mum…"

"Rosie" mum embraced me tightly "Are you feeling better?"

"I'm back to eating like a Weasley" I assured her, trying to break the tension.

"I'm not sure if it comforts me" she said beaming to me, but her expression still tense.

"What's going on?" I asked her, looking around to Mrs. Malfoy and greeting her politely before embracing my uncle as well.

"That diary…" mum simply replied to me as Kristoffer Hansen and Stanislav Krum arrived with the Durmstrang delegation.

Heather Nott also was brought by Roxy and Liam, her expression confused until she saw the Headmaster and the Ministry's officials.

"No" she simply said, her mouth trembling, her eyes wide.

Heather is an obnoxious girl, but I had never seen her like this before, so… Afraid?

Heather may be a pain in the ass, but she has been manipulated for a grown up and powerful man that took advantage of her insecurities, usual for adolescents, to accomplish his own interests.

"All the students, go to the a Great Hall, now" professor McGonagall demanded.

But no student moved, everybody was more interested about what was happening.

"Kristoffer Hansen" uncle Harry said in a firm and professional tone "You are being summoned to depose at the Ministry of Magic"

"Under which charges?" Kristoffer asked unaffected.

"I ask the questions" uncle Harry replied.

Two employees of the Auror Department seized his arms, taking his wand before apparating with Kristoffer.

"Mr. Krum" my uncle called Dom's boyfriend "We want you to come with us to testify"

Stan seemed surprised, but obliged without hesitation. I just noticed how he glanced to Dom before apparating with another employee. Dom kept her head held high, but I could see her eyes full of tears.

"Why am I here?" Heather asked my uncle with her pitchy voice, looking desperate between him, my mum and professor McGonagall "I demand to be released" she said stubbornly.

I rolled my eyes at her.

"Sod off, Weasel" Heather mocked me, using the nickname only Malfoy calls me.

"You know very well why you're here, Heather" I said slowly, sounding unimpressed "Your hypocrisy would be funny if you weren't such a…"

"Rose Weasley" my mum scolded me, pushing me to where my cousins and friends were with the other students.

"We need you to come with us to depose, Miss Nott" uncle Harry said "Your parents are already waiting for you at the Ministry of Magic"

"You don't have any proof!" Heather yelled.

"Actually they do" I retorted, earning a furious glance from my mum.

"Quiet, Rosie" she scolded me again, her eyes intimidating.

I decided not to piss her off even more, I don't like to upset my mum, it's just Heather brings the worst of me.

"We have under our possession a diary that is said to be yours" an employee informed her, this time earning an upset glance from uncle Harry, since the man is from his department.

"My diary?" Heather asked astonished "But… How?"

She seemed confused… And then angry, realisation hitting her.

Her eyes found me, full of rage. And suddenly, I knew I should have done like mum told me to do.

"YOU" Heather yelled to me.

I didn't deny, I just gulped, waiting for her reaction.

I wonder if she would be like this if she knew that her beloved Scorpius Malfoy is involved.

Where the bloody hell is the bastard? Oh yeah, doing…

"I won't get fucked up for you, Weasley!" Heather threatened me "I HEARD YOU" she yelled.

She heard me? What? Merlin, not now, she can't know about Scorpius and I and tell the whole school about it, and our mothers are here…

But she wasn't looking to me.

"I heard you, Dominique Weasley" she walked slowly to Dom, being stopped by two employees of the Auror Department.

"That's enough" my mum said urgently "Come on, Harry"

"Wait" Heather demanded "I eavesdropped your conversation with Lorcan Scamander, your little cousin Lily Potter's boyfriend, after the Halloween party"

Dom, who was looking unaffected, finally expressed something. She was shocked. She looked to Lily, beside her a desperate Lorcan.

So the noise I heard that scared me when I was eavesdropping Dom and Lorcan conversation, that was Heather! Merlin's beard!

"Heather" I warned her, trying to control my voice to not sound vulnerable "You're angry with me!" I reminded her "I fucked up your life, so leave my family alone"

"Exactly" she muttered, her voice full of revenge "You fucked me up, nothing better than you seeing your perfect bloody family collapse!"

Merlin, she's really angry.

"Tell her, Dominique" Heather demanded, her voice loud "Tell Lily that you cheated on her with Lorcan!" she spit it out venomously "TELL HER!"

Author's Note: Hey folks! I'm so sorry for taking so long to update! September was a tough month for me, I've been struggling with some personal problems but I didn't let it stop me from doing what I like!

This month is 1 year anniversary of Mischief Managed, so thank you so much for all of you that read my story and support me with your reviews! It means a lot to me and helps me keep writing!

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*According to Pottermore, Hermione Granger wouldn't have been the first women as Minister for Magic, but I changed the fact to keep coherence with my story

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