The next morning I woke up and immediately got showered and ready for today's events. I check my reflection in the mirror and smooth out my dress before turning around and leaving my room.
After breakfast we all go to the funeral home and make sure flowers are set properly and everything looks good before everyone shows up. I pull my speech out of my purse and hold it tight against my chest.
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"And now Liza and Tim's niece would like to say a few words. Mirabella." I silently walk up to the podium and take a few deep breaths and start reading from my written speech:
When I was only 5 years old, these two took me in and decided taking care of me would become their life instead of starting their own or having children. I feel like I didn't appreciate them enough, or tell them I love them nearly as much as I should have. But I am forever grateful and in debt to them for becoming my mom and dad for me when life didn't agree with the plans my mom and dad originally had. These two have been my whole life from the time I moved in with them and I will always miss them. I will never forget them. I love you both, please watch over me.
I went and sat back down in between Fred and George and then the rest of the funeral just kind of blurred by.
After the funeral and burial ceremonies we all went to aunt Liza and uncle Tim's church for a lovely meal. I was able to catch up with some family I haven't been able to see in a while. Aunt Francesca and uncle Julian still wouldn't look at me or speak with me. I guess I was a little harsh with them but I had made my choice and it was what aunt Liza and uncle Tim wanted. I couldn't really change what they wanted. I just hope someday they will be able to talk to me again.
After everyone left the church most of the Weasleys left to go to the Burrow and get my room ready for me. My boys stayed with me and as I was walking to my car I was tapped on the shoulder and turned around to see Cedric and Oliver. I immediately hugged them both and cried. They both just held me and rubbed my back. I invited them to help me pack my stuff up and take it to the burrow but they both had to get back to their families which I understood so I didn't say anything. I let them go and the 3 Weasley boys and I went to the house to get the last of my stuff and then drive out to the Burrow. Once we got to the Burrow I had the boys help me unpack in Charlie's old room and then I went straight to bed...I was ready to sleep.
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Mischief Managed
FanfictionMirabella didn't remember much about her parents. All she knew was she loved magic and she had big dreams for herself.
