As Peter had said, McGonagall was there waiting for her on the front steps, many students looking at her as it was a hot
Saturday afternoon.
She looked over the girl, why did she look so familiar?
'Why are you here?' the Professor asked.
'To see Professor Dumbledore.' The girl answered, cowing under the old woman's glare.
'Why should I let you see him. He is a very busy man.'
Francheska pulled the locked from under her jumper and showed the Professor who gasped.
'Follow me. What is your name again?'
'Francheska Weinstein.'
'One of the muggle girls who went missing?'
'. . . yeah.
'You've caused a riot in your world.'
'How do you know we were missing in my world?'
'Skiving Snackboxes'
she ignored her last question as they approached the gargouls guarding Dumbledores' office.
'He's waiting for you.'
Minerva walked away, but turned and looked at Francheskas confused face. 'Where have I seen that before?'
'Welcome to Hogwarts.'
Then she turned and carried on walking away.
'Is she always that weird?' she asked the rat, who squeaked in reply. She chuckled. 'I'll take that as a yes then.'
She stepped onto the staircase and worried over what she was going to say to the old man. Before she realized it, he had
called her into his office and she was sitting opposite him. He rested his chin on his entwined fingers.
'Lemon drop?'
'Yes please!'
'Finally someone who likes the sweet.'
'I have fillings because of them.'
He suddenly became serious and seemed to forget the throwing of random sentences, and his next words made the girl think
that he could read minds.
'There is no need to tell me who you are, I already know. But what I want to know is how you got out and got here?'
'I was helped. He gave me this to give to you. It explains most things. As she leant over the desk, the sunlight caught the
locket she hadn't put back under he jumper. The hand that was reaching out to take the letter stopped as Dumbledore
noticed the light shining off the locket.
'You read it aloud.'
Utterly confused, Francheska pulled her hand back, opened the letter and began to read:
To Professor Dumbledore,
You have every reason to hate me, but please listen to this for Francheskas sake. If I hadn't gotten her away she
would be dead right now. You won't have heard but Bellatrix doesn't believe the girl to be just some muggle. She
also believes her to be a witch. She knows this as she tried to mark her. As you may have guessed , it failed.
Just like Lily's sacrifice, the power of love saved her, though it was unconsciously. For it to have work, to have
saved her from everything that has happened, then her parents must either have been incredibly powerful and both
or either one a pureblood. Which I don't know, neither does 'Our Lady'.
I have done my best to look after her, but others may have done things I don't know about. Her sister I couldn't
save, she was killed a few days ago, as a blood test was carried out, Our Lady wanted their blood, which family, or
from whom I don't know, but the other girl didn't match Francheska at all, so she doesn't belong to the muggle
family she was put with.
There is no need to contact the ministry. I will snap my wand and dispose of myself, without you dong anything. But I
ask of you one thing: please look after Francheska. I have only ever seen such hatred and emptiness in the eyes of
Harry. Please giver her the life I took from Harry.
Peter Pettigrew.
She put the letter on the desk and pulled the rat from her pocket and put it the chair beside her. It automatically transformed
into Peter, who pulled out his wand, snapped it in half and placed the 2 pieces on the desk And turned to face Francheska.
'I'm sorry I won't get to find out who your parents are, but I want you to know that I hope you are happy with them. Have a
good life with them and be happy.'
Tears sprung up in his eyes and before they both broke down he walked out of the room. She never saw him again.