The next three years passed by in a flash. I managed to graduate with straight O's and was immediately offered a position in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement in the division that dealt with the drafting of new laws. I worked closely with representatives from various other departments at the Ministry and got their inputs and suggestions on new laws and reforms which were then taken to the Wizengamot for approval.
It was my dream job and I was enjoying it despite the late hours and the amount of work I had to do even at home. Fred and George had expanded the flat above the shop to a four bedroom house with a kitchen, living room and dining room and convinced George's girlfriend and me to move in with them. (No, he had broken up with Verity. They stayed friends and she still worked at the shop. He was now dating Angelina Johnson who uses to be on the Quidditch team.) I had no idea how Fred made my dad agree with the plans, but I wasn't going to argue with it. It was high time I moved out anyway.
Fred and I, both of us knew that we were in it for the long run. Neither of us had dated much before, me being too immersed in my books and him too busy creating chaos at Hogwarts, but us being together somehow felt right.
We often visited Molly and Arthur at the Burrow, and it was during one of these visits that I was sitting at the kitchen table and figuring out the wording for a new bill for the setting up of a fund for Wolfsbane potion to make it available to all werewolfs, including those who couldn't afford the expensive potion.
I was distracted by a loud crack, just like the sound made when someone Apparated. Looking up from the rolls of parchment, I had the shock of my life.
A small girl, around four or five years old was sitting on the kitchen table and grinning at me. "MY-KNEE!" She squealed, jumping at me.
The force of her hug nearly knocked me backwards, but I held on to her, recognising who she was.
The door to the kitchen banged open and Fred, Harry and Ginny ran in, wands drawn. They froze when they saw the girl who was hanging on to me like a monkey.
"Guys, calm down it's fine." I said.
"Did she just-" Ginny was looking flabbergasted.
"Apparate into the house? I think so." I answered, patting her head. "Hey, Stella?" For that was who she was. Estelle Blofis, my little cousin. She peeked out from where her head was hidden in my bushy hair, looking at the others. "Meet my friends Harry, Ginny and Fred."
"Hi." She said, giving a little wave.
"She's a witch?" Harry asked.
"A powerful one too. Apparition is very rarely done by accidental magic." Fred added, looking at Estelle in slight awe. She was unconcernedly looking at the three of them, her eyes lingering on Fred a little. She turned to whisper in my ear. "Do you like him?" She pointed a finger at my boyfriend.
"Like him?"
"Uh-huh. Like like him? Like how Pewcy likes Annie?" She asked.
I stifled a laugh. "Yes. I like like him."
She clapped her hands. "I'm getting another brother!" She announced.
The three others looked at me, confused. "Right. Sorry. This is my cousin Estelle and I have no clue how she got here. She's already adopted Fred as her brother."
"Why me?" Fred asked, "Not that I mind it, but why me?"
"Because My-Knee likes you silly. Pewcy likes Annie, so she's my sister and My-Knee likes likes you so you're my new brother! I like brothers, but I have only one!"
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