Michael Vartanian was born on 21 May 2010 in Leeds, England, to a pure-blood father and a muggle-born mother, who's names are Marcel and Miriam, respectively.
Miriam was a Hogwarts student who works in the muggle world as an inventor, though she still makes some wizarding confidential investigations. In fact, she was in the middle of one of her jobs when she travelled to Monterey, Mexico, under the pretext of touring the mountains, to meet a wise wizard who resided on one of the peaks. The investigation did not lead to anything stable, but it still gave Miriam the opportunity to meet the man who would become her future husband.
Marcel Vartanian had graduated from Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and worked as a librarian, having both muggle and wizarding literature. His parents, originally from Armenia, had emigrated to Mexico when he was born in 1987, during the Soviet period.
Miriam and Marcel soon fell in love, and before it was time to return to England, Miriam had become pregnant. Marcel refused to let her go alone, but Miriam refused to stay, so they both moved to England after the New Year, in January 1st 2010. A few months after the move, Michael was born in Leeds. Marcel always believed that Ilvermorny was the best school and, as Miriam rarely objected to his decisions, he resolved that his son would attend there.
After living in Leeds for a year, the Vartanians decided to move to Rainhill, dreaming of living in a quiet neighbourhood where their son could grow up freer than in the city. Besides, Marcel missed the library back in Mexico, and wanted to open his own; now he had the chance to do so if they moved. There was really no objections, so they did.
A few months after Mike turned four, a new family moved into the neighbourhood. Within three days of the Rees' arrival, Mike met two of their little pure-bloods, Matthew and Georgiana, on the road. The three became friends really quick, and their friendship lasts to this day, especially with Gia (who is the same age as him) with whom he exchanges letters often.
Michael has received a very good homeschooler education from his father, as he lavished him with all kinds of books (including Muggle ones) and also taught him quite strictly. Perhaps that is why the time Michael cherished most was the time he spent with his mother. She is an official worker in the Muggle world, and has passed on to her son the gift of seeing the world as a miracle.
For many years Michael believed he would attend Hogwarts, perhaps because George said he himself would, or perhaps maybe even his mother had told him so at some point. Either way, when his letter arrived, he felt his dream was fulfilled, because he would be able to spend the year with his best mate. He didn't know that his father had written to the Headmaster of Hogwarts to give a negative reply. Not until August, when George received his own letter and ran home to tell him that they would be attending together.
Then his parents sat down to tell Mike that he would be attending Ilvermorny, just like his father. For a couple of days Michael felt like his world didn't make sense, so much so that he didn't even accompany Gia to Diagon Alley to buy the supplies. After a while, however, he managed to come to his senses, and on 1 September he went with his friend to Platform 9¾. Of course they had to say goodbye in order to Georgie could get on the train. Michael watched it leave and then his parents took him to Ilvermorny. He arrived that same day, and was selected for Wampus, which so far has not been difficult for him to assimilate. George says that for him he will always be a Gryffindor.

Mike has always been a very alert and exploratory boy, for him any moment could be considered an adventure. His greatest hobby was hanging upside down from tree branches or balancing on tree trunks. His first magical experience came when, at the age of three, his parents decided to take him to the park.
Mike soon found a tree he wanted to climb, but unfortunately it was too high for him to do so. But the boy did not give up easily, he started jumping towards the branch, stretching out his arms to reach it, but he was still far from his goal. His mother was reading a book on a nearby bench, glancing at her son from time to time, while he kept trying. When Mike became sufficiently angry at his increasingly obvious failure, one of the tree branches began to lengthen and reached down to him. Mike instantly smiled and climbed over it; the branch rose back up to its normal height. Miriam looked up from her book as the branch rose, and inevitably associated it with magic

October 2018, a typical mid-autumn day for Gia and Mike, who were playing gobstones at the Vartanian house. The two kids were having fun, until George won. Mike is not the best loser in the world, let alone three years ago. He got really mad, so much that when he yelled at his friend that "it wasn't fair" one of the gobstones grew half and inch out of the blue and exploded against Georgiana.
Gia was thrown about six feet backwards and knocked unconscious after hitting her head on the ground. Mike was horrified to see blood coming out of George's eyes, and he ran to call his mother. When they both went next to Gia, he was unconscious on the floor. Miriam took his son by the hand, holded George with the other arm, and used apparition to travel to Saint Mungos. Mike was told to wait sitted on a chair while his friend was taken by two nurses to a room.
Two hours later, his mother told Mike that Georgie had already woken up, although thanks to his recklessness he had nearly gone blind. Michael felt even guiltier that before and went to buy something to apologize to his best mate. Five minutes later he entered the room when George was, with an ice–cream in his hands. Gia forgave him quickly, so Mike sat on his bed and they started chatting until Everly appeared to take George home.

September 2019, Mike, Gia and Matthew were playing Pass the Quaffle, each on their broom, about 50 feet above the Rees house. Everything was going well until George accidentally threw the ball wrong and it hit Matt in the head. If it had been a bludger, it probably would have cracked his skull; it wasn't the case, but Matthew did lose his balance and fell off his broom.
Michael got very scared, and reflexively extended his hands towards his friend. That so, Matthew's broom then flew to its owner and the boy was able to remount. As soon as Matt was able to get on his broom again, anger swept through him, and the fallen Quaffle lifted in the air and hit Mike in the arm. He groaned and rubbed his arm, but didn't fall.
And so it was that Matthew first demonstrated his magical abilities at the age of seven. Time after, Mike and George would swear it had all been strictly calculated.

September 2nd:
Without You, my Friend ⎯ Solo ⎯ Finished

August 8th:
Triathlon – On course

August 20th:
International Broom Race – @Beauxbatons, @Ilvermorny & @Koldovstoretz broomracers – On course