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.
Chapter 3
"I'm so sorry, Michelle." Parvati's sympathy didn't help any. I just shrugged.
"You really miss him, don't you?" I nodded.
"Why don't you date one of the Braves?"
"Are you crazy?" I asked, finally speaking.
"No. Why not? They like you well enough. I'm sure they'd date you."
"Like who?"
"Chipper?"
"He's a father already, for Pete's sake!"
"Brian?"
"No way!"
"Javy?"
"Same as Chipper. Totally unavailable."
"Andruw?"
"Who are you kidding, Parvati? This is hopeless!"
"What's wrong with Andruw?" I sighed.
"Okay. Okay. I get it. You don't want to be bugged. After all, you've only been split for almost a month."
"Thank you."
"What about the cute one that's nineteen? Rafael Furcal?"
"Huh?" I said.
"You heard me, Michelle. Would you date him if he asked you.
"Well..........."
"Well? Well what?"
"Yes," I admitted.
That night at the game, Parvati disappeared. When she came back, she was grinning from ear to ear. She wouldn't tell me what she was up to, but I knew she had done something.
I found out when we visited the dugout.
"Michelle? Will you go out with me?"