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Chapter 3. Wind

Ginny and Kirsty Weasley played happily out in the sunshine. It was their birthday and the July sun shone down on their game. Both had borrowed a brother's broom stick and they were flying high in the air.

"Come on Ginny!" shouted Kirsty, excitedly.

"I…can't...fly…that…fast," gasped Ginny.

They landed in a heap on the ground, laughing. After they stood up Ginny asked slowly…

"Kirsty, can I ask you something?"

"What's up?" Kirsty asked crossing her legs.

"Why haven't you got the same hair colour as me?" she asked, quietly, "I mean everyone else in our family has orange hair, but you have dark brown, raven coloured hair. You also have, like, that lightning scar."

"Your just jealous that you haven't got a scar like Harry potter's!" Kirsty said, giggling.

"No it's not that… Kirsty how are you doing that?" asked Ginny in amazement.

"Doing what?"

"Look down!"

Kirsty looked, she saw herself sitting cross legged in mid air!

"Wow! Look Ginny, I'm flying!" she gasped.

"Mum! Mum come out here!" screamed Ginny.

Mrs Weasley ran quickly out of the back door of the Burrow.

"What's wrong Ginny…."she trailed off starring at Kirsty, "Kirsty your…"

"Flying? I know isn't it amazing!"

"Kirsty put your feet back on the ground now, both of you come inside," said their mother, nervously scanning the perimeter of her home.

"What is it mum?" asked Kirsty, worriedly "what's wrong?"

"Both of you go to your room, you are not in trouble. Go now," said their mother, in the same nervous voice.

"Ok mum," said the girls in unison

Both girls ran up the stairs wondering what on earth was going on.

Back downstairs Molly was searching for the flew powder.

"Here it is," she muttered to herself.

She then bent down on her knees and threw it into the fire shouting, "Albus Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore was at this moment sitting in his office, planning his speech for the opening feast.

"Albus, we need to talk!" exclaimed a shaky voice from the fireplace.

"Mrs Weasley, for what do I owe the honour?"

"Kirsty's discovering her powers," whispered Molly.

"Really," said Dumbledore, interested, "what are they?"

"She can fly, without a broomstick."

His brow furrowed in concentration. "Do the rest of the family know?"

"Only myself and Ginny," Molly replied looking worried.

"Explain to the girls they are to keep this a secret between them, I would cast a memory charm on them but I don't imagine that this will be the only instant. It would be better if she was able to conceal her powers by the time she starts Hogwarts in September."

"Do the other two know?" as Molly.

"Harry doesn't as far as I know. On the other hand, Kaisha's are primitive and not noticeable as something extraordinary," explained Dumbledore, worried that they all might discover the truth, "though Molly I do request that you keep Kirsty and Harry as far apart as possible. We do not want them discovering anything until we have to."