You were the last Weasley and you were a girl/boy, you were amready at Hogwarts even if you're only 3 years old, Dumbledore accepted, but you got homeworks, but not homeworks like the others, it was like something to draw or anything, not difficult.

Right now you toddle to Percy, one of your older brother who was eating with the others at the table and you poke his thigh.

"Do your homework."

Percy said while continuing to eat.

"I wanna play outside!"

You said with your little voice.

"Not when you didn't finish your homeworks."

Percy continued as he eat, the other of your family were watching as you pout to your brother.