Melanie entered her office, the day after that thrilling conference.
The Quidditch world cup, really? she still couldn't believe it.
She sat on her desk and polished the little sign with her name using her sleeve. She sighed and blew a few hairs from her face. She was wearing a little more
make up than she normally did, her pregnancy hormones were through the roof today, and she was feeling cheerful and happy. She got up really early and took a long shower, put a lovely make-up on and dressed in her favourite clothes.
She was smiling broadly waiting for someone else to arrive. She started doing some brainstorming about the Quidditch Cup while she waited.