The next two and a half weeks have been busy for Michelle. She's been on alert night and day since Mary could go into labor any day now. She was over Mary's house helping set up the nursery. Mary had gotten tired so she took a break.
"Merlin, I'm tired," she said rubbing her stomach.
"I know."
"As tired as I am, I really love being pregnant," she winced.
Michelle asked. "You okay?"
"Yes, just Braxton Hicks contractions."
Michelle nodded.
"So, are you still exchanging letters with Charlie?"
Michelle smiled. "I have but I haven't written him back since I've been busy with you and preparing for the birth of my goddaughter."
"You totally fancy him!" Mary accused with a knowing smile.
Michelle blushed. "Not telling."
"What's Michelle not telling you?" Andy asked, walking in the room.
"She's convinced that I fancy Charlie."
Andy smirked. "Stop lying to us, you fancy the trousers off him."
"More like you rather see him with no trousers," Mary laughed.
Michelle sighed sitting on the bed next to Mary. "It's much too soon. We've only been exchanging letters since January."
"Sometimes love happens quickly," Andy smiled at Mary.
Mary smiled back at her husband. "I remember the minute I saw you I was immediately smitten."
"It took me a few months to realize that I fancied you."
Michelle smiled at her best friend and her husband. The trio ate some dinner and Michelle said goodbye to her best friend and her husband.
—
It was now early morning on April 4th, Michelle was sleeping when she saw a meerkat shaped patronus glide in. It spoke in a hurried version of Andy's usually clear Welsh accent.
"Mary is in labor."
Her green eyes shot open and she quickly got out of bed stumbling on the way. She cast a silent Lumos and the room lit up as she got dressed.
"Thank Merlin, I'm a witch," she said pulling on her jeans.
She finished getting dressed and walked out of 'The Three Broomsticks' where she hailed the Knight Bus. It screeched to a halt in front of her and she climbed on board. It wasn't her favorite mode of transportation but it will do. She told Stan, the conductor, to take her to St. Mungo's. She jostled around for a few minutes until the bus screeched to a halt in front of St. Mungo's . She stumbled off the bus and rushed into the waiting room. She saw Mary's parents and Andy's parents.
"Oh, Michelle. It's nice to see you again," Charlene greeted her daughter's best friend.
"Hi Charlene. Are you excited to be a grandma?" she asked.
The older woman nodded and Michelle greeted Nigel and sat down. About an hour later, Andy walked out of the delivery room.
"Are our granddaughters here yet?" Nigel asked.
"Not yet," Andy told his father-in-law sitting down.
"Labor can go on for hours, especially with twins," Mrs. Hughes assured her son.
"I know, mum. She's only been in labor three hours since she started having contractions around two," Andy said.
About 20 minutes later, Andy walked back to the delivery room. To kill time, Michelle got out a piece of parchment and a quill so she could finally write Charlie back.
4/4/95
Dear Charlie,
Sorry, it took me so long to reply. I've been busy with my best friend Mary and her husband Andrew. Right now, I'm sitting in the waiting room at St. Mungo's waiting for Mary to give birth to twin girls. I'm going to be the godmother to one of her daughters.
Your friend,
Michelle
She finished the letter. She thought for a moment before getting up.
"Anyone want some tea or something while we wait?" Nigel asked, also standing up.
"I'll take some," Mr. Hughes said.
Nigel took the rest of their orders and left with Michelle.
"So, who is that letter to?"
Michelle blushed and admitted easily. "His name is Charlie Weasley."
"Weasley? That name sounds familiar, I think his father may have been a year or two below me.
They reached the tea shop and they ordered the drinks. Michelle decided to go visit her biological dad and her stepmum in the Janus Thickey Ward since she hadn't visited them in ages. She excused herself from waiting then went up to the ward. After getting some clearance from the healers, she was led to her dad's room.
"Hey dad."
Despite going by Graham's last name since she was three. She was still rather close to her biological dad until he was tortured into insanity at least.
Frank looked up at her as she sat down.
"I'm sorry I haven't visited lately, I've been busy but that's no excuse. My best friend Mary is giving birth to twins as I speak. I'm going to be the godmother of one of her daughters. I've been exchanging letters with Charlie Weasley since January."
Frank stared blankly at her before she continued. "I really fancy Charlie. I haven't been in a long relationship since Hogwarts."
She stayed for a few more minutes before leaving. She walked back to the Maternity Ward. Around 2pm, Andy walked out of the delivery room grinning.
"I take it our granddaughters are here?" Charlene asked her son-in-law.
"Yes, I'm officially a father of twin girls," Andy replied, his grin growing even wider.
"Can I meet my goddaughter?" Michelle asked after a few minutes.
Andy nodded and began leading his family to the recovery room.
"Hey sweetie," Charlene greeted her daughter.
"Hey mum," she greeted sleepily.
Andy led his family towards his twins.
"This is your goddaughter, Michelle. Her name is Helen Michelle," Andy said, handing her the blonde baby nearest to her.
"She has Mary's eyes," Michelle noticed.
"I know."
She stayed with her best friend and her new family for a bit. Nigel took a few pictures of Michelle holding Helen. She asked for him a copy of one of them so she could send it to Charlie.
Around five, she left St. Mungo's and took the Knight Bus back to Hogsmeade before going back to 'The Three Broomsticks' she stopped by the post office to send the letter to Charlie. She walked back to 'The Three Broomsticks' she threw herself on her bed and immediately fell asleep. She slept for over twelve hours.
—
A few days later, Charlie received the letter and picture. He couldn't help but smile at the photo of Michelle holding her goddaughter. She looked so pretty, her green eyes sparkling in happiness.
"What are you smiling at, Weasley?" John asked.
Natalie peeked over his shoulder. "Is that Michelle?"
"Yes, that's Michelle."
"She's really pretty. That's not her daughter is it?"
"No, that's her goddaughter," Charlie clarified.
Natalie nodded. Charlie passed the photo around to John and Michael.
"She is really pretty," Michael complimented handing Charlie back the picture.
John teased. "You're probably going to sleep with it under your pillow."
"I wasn't planning on it but great idea," Charlie laughed.