It was now the morning of the Third Task. Michelle woke up. She began getting dressed once she finished she walked downstairs to get some breakfast before the Third Task started. She was handed a letter. It was from Kirley.
24/6/95
Dear Chelly,
I mentioned that Donaghan is getting married in September. Would you like to go with me to the wedding?
Ki
She finished reading the letter as her breakfast was delivered.
"You're quite popular with the boys."
"Kirley is like my brother but Charlie is a totally different story," she sighed longingly.
Rosmerta nodded and patted her shoulder before walking away. Michelle finished the rest of her breakfast. She quickly went back upstairs and changed into her clothes. Ludo arrived to escort her to Hogwarts for the last time. They walked to the Quidditch Pitch. She sat in her seat.
Once the champions arrived she saw Charlie's older brother Bill and he was flirting shamelessly with Fleur. He finished flirting with Fleur and began walking towards his seat until he noticed her.
"Sup, Turner," he greeted grinning madly at her.
"Hey Weasley," she greeted.
"So, you work at the Ministry now?" he asked.
"I do."
"You know Charlie talks about you in his letters all the time," he mentioned.
She blushed. "He does?"
"Yes, and he fancies you something fierce."
Before she could respond the task was starting. He said goodbye to her and walked to his seat. This task was also boring since they were just staring at a maze. She decided to start writing her reply to Kirley.
24/6/95
Dear Ki,
Yeah, you mentioned that Donaghan was getting married. I'm not sure. Can I get back to you on that?
Do you remember Bill Weasley? I ran into his younger brother, Charlie before the first task and we watched the first task together. He's so handsome. He works with dragons. I fancy him and he fancies me.
Chelly
She finished the letter and continued watching the Third Task. It was dusk, when Harry appeared and the fanfare started to swell but suddenly it died down when the crowd noticed that Harry had brought back Cedric's dead body.
"That's my boy!" Amos Diggory yelled, running down to his only son's body and cradling it.
Michelle's heart broke. Once Harry had been announced the winner, That was just the start of the chaos, Karkaroff suddenly disappeared and Ludo rushed over to her.
"You're in charge now, Miss Turner. I must go on the run."
She didn't know what to say. She wasn't qualified to be the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. She's only been working at the Ministry for three years. Ludo disappeared. She walked out of the Quidditch Pitch. She walked back to her room. She couldn't imagine what it's like to lose a child.
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It was two mornings later, she woke up thinking two nights ago was all a dream but it wasn't. She got out of bed and began getting dressed. She levitated the rest of her clothes to her suitcase and closed it. She went down for some breakfast before leaving. She also decided to send the letter she wrote to Kirley before apparating away to her house.
"Hello dear," Barbara greeted.
"Hey mum."
Barbara turned towards her daughter. "How was the third task?"
She began telling her mum about the last task of the Tournament. Barbara began sobbing at the end.
"What's wrong, love?" Graham asked his wife, coming over to comfort her.
"Cedric Diggory is dead. Voldemort murdered him," Michelle explained to her dad openly using his name.
He shuddered slightly at the name. "How do we know he was murdered by Voldemort?"
"Harry Potter came back with his dead body during the last task."
Graham nodded. "Fourteen year olds can be tricky to believe. Cedric could've died during the task."
"I know. Harry seems trustworthy though."
After the talk, Michelle walked up to her childhood room. She had posters of the muggle band New Kids on the Block and the muggle singer Tommy Page. She unpacked her suitcase by hand. She sat on her bed and laid down. She vaguely remembers her biological dad being in a secret organization when she was young. She vaguely remembers the meetings and playing with some of the women there.
But on the other hand, this is one of the reasons her biological dad was targeted by Death Eaters. Along with the fact that he was a well known auror.
Today was her twin sister's seventeenth birthday. She couldn't believe that they were seventeen. They were having a party today with both sides of the family once they came home from school. There was a knock on her bedroom door.
"Come in!"
"Misha!"
She turned to greet her step cousins Jeffrey and Jill, they were three years older than her but they were insanely close being on the younger side of the spectrum of the cousins. They were twins, since twins tended to run on her stepdad's side of the family. Jill had blonde hair and grey eyes while her younger brother had jet black hair and blue eyes.
She dropped her book and hugged each of them. Jill was a couple inches shorter than her at 5'1 while her brother was nearly 6'2 and lanky. They were the ones she traveled with for those two years. Jill had worked in New Orleans for a few years as an Oblivator.
"I came out to my parents a few days ago," Jeffrey told his cousin.
Michelle asked. "Oh, you did?"
"I did. I'm thankful that I don't live at home anymore. I think mum would've kicked me out if I did," he said.
Michelle nodded. She wasn't surprised. She was never too fond of her step Aunt Angela but she adored her step uncle Roy.
"So, have you drawn anything special lately?" Jeffery asked.
"I drew a Swedish-Short Snout for a friend," she replied stifling a blush.
"Who was this friend?" Jill prodded.
"Charlie Weasley."
Jeffery asked. "Wasn't his older brother in your year?"
"Yes, he was."
"It's a shame that Bill was so much younger than me, I would've gladly dated him," Jeffery sighed.
"You wouldn't have stood a chance, Jeff. He's 100% straight. I saw him flirting with the Beauxbatons champion."
"All the hot guys are either straight or too young for me," Jeffery sighed again, throwing himself on his cousin's bed.
Before their conversation could continue they heard an escalating argument between their mums. This was a normal occurrence but it was Marissa and Madeline's birthday. Their dads were trying to mediate but were failing.
"I never saw what Graham saw in you! Even when you two were just best friends!"
Michelle had forgotten that her mum and stepdad were best friends at Hogwarts.
"You forced Graham to help raise your illegitimate child! That the biological father never wanted!"
"For your information, Angela, my biological father would've been there for me a lot more if he wasn't bloody tortured into insanity when I was ten and doesn't remember me!" Michelle shouted walking down the stairs.
"Weren't you taught to respect your elders, you don't have the right to talk to me like that!" she screamed advancing towards Michelle.
The twins immediately stood in front of their cousin protectively, with their wands out.
"Don't you even think about it, mum!" Jeffrey threatened his blue eyes glinting dangerously in the light of the room.
"Don't you start on me, you poof!"
Roy stepped in. "That's enough, Angela. You will not insult my family anymore."
"Barbie never forced me to help raise Michelle, I gladly helped. She's had me wrapped around her finger from the minute I held her," Graham smiled at his stepdaughter lovingly.
Michelle smiled at her stepdad and resisted the urge to run and hug him.
"That's why I favor all my biological nieces, even Marissa and Madeline. Despite them being squibs," Angela said haughtily.
Graham looked at his youngest older brother. "If you feel the same way Roy, then you two will no longer be welcome."
"No, I don't feel the same way as my wife. I love all my nieces and son."
"What does Jeffrey have to do with anything?" Graham asked confused.
"I came out as gay a couple days ago, Uncle Graham," Jeffrey explained nervously.
"That's alright, Jeff. We accept you," Graham smiled at his nephew.
Angela stormed towards the floo and left.
Roy sighed and turned to Marissa and Madeline. "I'm really sorry you had to witness that on your seventeenth birthday."
"It's alright, uncle Roy," Marissa smiled at her uncle.
The party continued.