The Missing Weasley: The Triplet

Why Me?

That morning, Four woke up with a grin on her small face. Today was going to be the day she could be with Dumbledore the whole day. He had reserved this day so they could talk and get to know each other. Dumbledore was also interested in her abilities. She was very excited to not have to be alone today while Dumbledore sorted out things for the next year at Hogwarts, that started September First.

 She had been at Hogwarts for three whole days now and it had been two days since she had met the long-haired teacher. She could not remember his name. Was is  Snap? or was Snivel? Okay, she was pretty sure it was not those but she was just calling him Snap in her head. 

She stepped down from her bed, it was a very tall bed. Maybe it was just because she was small, but it seemed like a bed for a giant. She jumped onto the floor and walked to her closet. Dumbledore had conjured some clothes for her. She chose a pair of jeans and chose a shirt that said Griffindor on it. There were also shirts that said Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff too, but this one was a sports fabric and she liked it best. 

When she walked out of her bedroom and into the kitchen area she saw Dumbledore making breakfast. He was trying to learn to cook the Muggle way for Four. He told her she wanted her to know how to cook this way so that she could have a more normal stay at Hogwarts.  He scrambled some eggs and then put them into the pan to cook. 

A few minutes later he turned back to the pan with the eggs and mumbled to himself, "Why won't these eggs cook, I put them in the pan?". Four walked over to him and whispered something into his ear. 

"Alas, I did not turn the burner on under the pan, how to do that? Ah, here is the switch" 

A few minutes later the eggs were cooked and Dumbledore served them onto her plate he also handed her a piece of bread and told her he was sorry, but using a toaster would just be much too hard this morning. 

Four began to eat the bread and eggs and then had an idea. She placed the half eaten piece of bread between her two hands and toasted it. She took a bite and it was perfect, exactly what she had wanted. 

After they had cleaned up from breakfast they went into Dumbledore's study and Four sat down in a gold armchair across from Dumbledore, who was sitting at his desk. 

"Four, we need to begin your training of your abilities, I do not want the school to be destroyed by the elements every time you get scared or angry."

"I know Professor"

"Please just call me Albus, Dumbledore is long and hard to say sometimes."

"Of course, I have one question. Why am I so powerful?"

Dumbledore looked into her eyes, which were a vibrant green today and said, "I do not know since we do not know about your past we cannot find what triggered you to be so powerful"

"Do you have any ideas why though?"

"Magic has powerful numbers the power of seven and the power of three like the Deathly Hallows, which I saw you reading yesterday in the Library," He told Four. "For now we must wonder."

"I would like to take you outside today, maybe for a swim?"

"Yes, sir, I love swimming it is so fun and the water always feels good in the summer!"

As they walked outside onto the grounds, Four was amazed. Even the outdoor areas of Hogwarts were beautiful, she had not been out yet. 

Dumbledore let her have a fun day of swimming. He waded in up to his knees but mostly sat on the edge of the dock and thought about Four. 

Four took a nap in a soft patch of grass and quickly fell asleep.

Flashback/Dream

The first day of school. Today was the first day, she walked into the big building and attended all her morning classes. All of the teachers thought she was odd with her short buzzcut and shy attitude. They either ignored her during class and shot her accusing glances, or asked her questions to challenge her. 

Recess came too quick for her liking. She walked onto the recess field and saw an extremely large guy, a few grades below her, picking on a small boy with clothes that hit him like elephant skin. The small boy had raven hair and piercing green eyes. 

She walked up to the small boy after the bully had left and learned this boy's name was Harry Potter. His parents had died in a car crash and he lived with that big bully as a cousin. They quickly bonded over not having parents and having bad guardians.

A few minutes later she woke up, having mixed emotions and wondering how her friend Harry was doing now, without her.