A/N: This story is post-Hogwarts...... I'd say the gangs about 18. Set in the year 2000. Michelle appears courtesy of herself (she does what she wants, and she wanted to do this fic.) If you've read A 7th Year Christmas and A 6th Year Traitor to date you'll know some about her. This fic is from her POV.
Disclaimer: Michelle is just someone who shares my brain. She appears courtesy of herself. Seamus, Harry, Hermione, Parvati, Padma............... You get the point? They belong to the wonderful JK Rowling. Jeff Baker and Charlotte Horner, and their families, appear courtesy of Michelle. Christina Luna is half mine, half Michelle's. The Atlanta Braves belong to themselves.
Prologue
I was one of the few Americans that attended Hogwarts in my day. My mom used to live in England, and so did the Horners and the Bakers, but when Grandma died, mom couldn't take it so we shipped off to America. Florida, to be exact. My dad, Mr. Horner, and Mr. Baker were managers for the Florida Marlins.
The only reason I got into Hogwarts was because of my grandfather, who's headmaster. As I'm sure you guessed already, Albus Dumbledore is my grandfather. Jeff and Charlotte were my two best friends at the time, so they got in too.
We went to Hogwarts together, and our friendships fell apart. In third year, though, I started dating Jeff. It wasn't until fifth year, when I saw him kiss Charlotte, that we broke up.
It ripped my heart in two, and I stayed away from them as much as possible. I hated them both. They never even apologized, or explained. They just ditched me.
In seventh year, a lot of things changed. First, I fell in love with Seamus Finnigan. Then Charlotte and Jeff broke up, because of me, of all things. Jeff wanted to give me an explanation, to apologize, and Charlotte forbid him too. She said it was her or me. He took me.
So Jeff and I were friends again, after like three years. Next thing I knew, Jeff had fallen head over heals for Padma Patil. We were about to graduate when we got word that our families were moving to Atlanta. Seems our dads had gotten a job as managers on the Braves! The Braves were my all-time favorite baseball team, so I was majorly psyched. What was even better was that the Horners had been sent to California, so I didn't have to see Charlotte anymore. I was relieved. When I had graduated and, luckily, passed my Apparation test, I moved into an apartment in London with my best friend Christine Luna, so that I could be near all my friend.
I Apparated home nearly every night, though, for the Braves games, and that's when the trouble started.
A/N: Just give it some time, it'll get better, I just had to explain some stuff.