It was now mid November, she hadn't talked to Charlie or rather gotten a response from the redhead. She's been thinking about going to Romania to straighten things out. She thought of apparating like usual but she doesn't think that's a good idea. She wasn't good on a broom either. She decided on taking a Portkey. She had been trying to get a Portkey since mid October.

She was working in her office when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The Head of the Department of Magical Transportation, Madge Sinclair strolled in.

"Hello, Madam Sinclair."

The older woman smiled. "Your permit for the Portkey has been granted. Your Portkey will leave tomorrow at noon."

"Thank you, Madame Sinclair," she thanked the older woman.

"You're welcome, dear," she said before leaving the room.

Michelle had the day off tomorrow anyway. She finished up work and went home.

"So, did you get your Portkey?" Barbara asked.

"I did."

Barbara nodded. "I'm glad. You can go straighten that boy out."

"I hope so."

Barbara patted her daughter's back lovingly. Michelle walked up to her room and began packing a bag to take with her to Romania.

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It was the next morning, she woke up around eight. She had four hours until she left. She changed into her clothes and went down for breakfast. After breakfast, she played a quick game of wizard's chess with her mum. As usual, her mum beat her. Her mum had been chess champion during her time at Hogwarts.

Michelle said goodbye to her family and Portkeyed to the Romanian Dragon Reserve. She landed right outside the gate.

"Hello!" she called.

A semi -stocky brunette man showed up a minute later. She recognized him as John, since Charlie had mentioned him in his letters.

"You're Michelle, aren't you?" he asked.

She smiled. "I am. How did you know?"

"Charlie showed us the picture of you holding your goddaughter."

She nodded. "Do you think you could let me in?"

"I'm not sure. You broke his heart."

Michelle asked. "He never read my letters?"

"Why would I read your bloody letters if they're just going to break my heart?" Charlie asked angrily.

Michelle shook her head. "Charlie, you're so bloody stubborn. It's sexy."

"What about Kirley, you don't think he's sexy?" Charlie asked, still angry.

"Can we have this conversation in private?" Michelle asked, looking at Charlie pleadingly.

Charlie sighed. He was trying to be mad at her but the moment he looked into her sea green eyes he melted inside.

"Do you want me to let her in?" John asked.

Charlie nodded and John let her in. Michelle walked in towards Charlie. He began leading her towards his cabin for some privacy.

"You're right, the reserve is gorgeous."

"And so are you," Charlie said.

She smiled. "So, I'm already wearing you down."

Charlie pulled open the door to his cabin and led her in. She immediately saw the letters on his bed.

"Here are your letters," he said, handing them to her.

She unfolded the letter causing the flirty picture she had sent to him to fall out. Charlie picked it up and his eyes widened.

"You look so attractive in that dress, Michelle," he admitted openly.

"Tell me what you really think, Charles," she winked.

Charlie stifled a groan before saying. "I've fancied you for so long."

"I fancy you too, Charlie."

"So, I don't have to worry about Kirley at all?"

She just handed him the letter and he read it. "Merlin, I'm an idiot."

"You are," she giggled.

He didn't reply; he just leaned over and began tickling her mercilessly. She giggled loudly as she tried to push him away but to no avail. She fell onto his bed behind her.

"Your laugh is gorgeous," Charlie complimented, still tickling her.

She continued giggling for a couple minutes until he stopped tickling her. They laid down a few inches apart.

"I don't bite, Michelle," he chuckled. "At least not hard," he finished with a smirk.

She didn't waste another minute and she rested her head on his broad chest and he began playing with her chestnut hair.

"Kirley is nothing but my older brother. It's been that way since we broke up in 1989."

"Good to know, I'm the lucky one. Kirley has so much going for him, the fame and the money."

"I bet Harry would disagree with you," she said.

Charlie hummed thoughtfully. "I suppose."

"Though, Donaghan's older brother Dermot was a massive flirt. I ignored him, though."

Charlie nodded.

"Your chest is a lot more comfortable than I thought it would be."

Charlie said mischievously. "I have an idea."

"What's that, Charlie?"

"Let's pretend that I'm still pissed at you when we're around my friends but in private I'm really not."

"You sneaky lion," she giggled.

Before Charlie could flirt back his roommate walked in. They separated from each other's arms.

"Oh, did I interrupt something?" he asked.

"No, your roommate is being an arse though," she said, crossing her arms petulantly.

"How do you expect me to act when you broke my heart," Charlie said, also crossing his arms like a five-year-old.

His roommate laughed. "Okay, then. Why don't I show you to the guest cabins."

"I'd like that," Michelle said hopping up, though she could sense Charlie's eyes lingering on her arse as she walked to get her suitcase before leaving.

"I'm Greg, by the way."

"I'm Michelle."

Greg nodded and continued leading her to the guest cabins. Once reaching the cabin, they walked in. Greg left her alone and she unpacked. Her stomach growled loudly since she hadn't eaten since breakfast. She started to search for the cafeteria to grab something to eat. She found the cafeteria a couple minutes later.

"Hey gorgeous!"

She turned to see Charlie walking towards her grinning at her.

"So, are you all unpacked?" he asked.

She nodded. Before their polite conversation could continue John walked in and their banter began.

By the end of the night Charlie had drank a little too much so she was helping him back to her cabin. Charlie was a silly drunk but Michelle thought it was cute. It was a wonder how she actually got them to the cabin with her smaller frame directing his bulky one. She set him on the bed and he fell asleep almost instantly causing her to giggle at the sight. She kicked off her boots and placed herself with a respectable amount of distance away from Charlie on his bed before she fell asleep.