Beatrix Granger

I sat at my desk and stared down at the three letters in front of me. Each of them were addressed to men from my mother's past. I had never known who my father was until a few months ago when I found my mother's old diary in an old truck in the attic. The diary was written the summer before I was born. It was after the war and battle at Hogwarts. Which had ultimately been the reason my mother had chosen to leave the wizarding world behind and move to what she called muggle London. She raised me all alone in this bed and breakfast where I had lived all my life except for my years at Hogwarts, where I met my fiancée. In three weeks we were getting married and I was choosing to leave muggle life behind. After we were married I would be a wife to a Hogwarts professor.

I wanted so desperately wanted my father to be at my wedding. The only problem was I had no idea who he was. These men I had written letters to were the three men my mother was with the summer I was conceived. I glanced over at my owl Agnes and called her over. She came and sat on my desk. I stroked her head and she leaned into my hand. Agnes looked down at the letters and then back at me.

"Yes Agnes, I want you to deliver these to Harry Potter, Viktor Krum, and George Weasley," I instructed her.

I put the letters in her small satchel and put it on her. I watched as she flew out the window carrying my letters and setting my plan to meet my dad in motion.