Rose Lily Potter winced at the sight before her. A pink monstrosity of a school, hoards of filthy rich children walking inside. Various cars that probably would've been made a dent in Lucius Malfoy's Gringott's account, parked down the curb, letting out more ridiculously wealthy children. Rose was astonished at the sheer extravagance of it all, Hogwarts may have been a little more fancy that average, lord knows the castle was more tasteful (and in Rose's opinion, more beautiful) than this, but it had never reached this level of indulgence. Rose felt slightly out of place, dressed as she was in her black Hogwarts uniform, the red and gold tie displayed down her chest. Her dark red hair was loose down her back and her bright green eyes surveyed the scene before her.
She sighed. Finally here. Rose had been best friends with Haruhi Fujioka since they were about 4 years old and met at preschool. Rose's parents had been killed by Voldemort when she was 1 and she was left with her aunt and uncle afterwards. But the Dursley's had hated her, the fact that on Uncle Vernon's business trip to Japan they left her on the side of the road in one of the most populated cities on earth was testimony to that. But an orphanage had taken her in, she had met Haruhi and everything was perfectly normal. Until she turned 11. In the month reading up to Rose's birthday odd things were happening. Owls came and went, always following her but never to close, and she could've sworn that people were too. Finally on her birthday a giant named Hagrid came and told her the - almost unbelievable - truth. She was a witch, her parents had not died as drunks in a car crash as her aunt and uncle had led her to believe but protecting her form the dark wizard, Voldem- sorry, You-Know-Who, she was the girl-who-lived, and Hagrid was here to take her to a magic school in Britain called Hogwarts.
Rose had said her tearful goodbyes to Haruhi, both promising to stay in touch (though Rose had looked into magical schools in Japan, not wanting to be too far away from her sister in all but blood, but had found her efforts thwarted by Headmaster Dumbledore saying that apparently she had to go to his school. Something about being on the list from birth, and that many generations of Potters had attended. Rose wasn't really sure about his reasoning but he wouldn't be budged.) and had set off for Britain.
She had made a few friends but she missed Haruhi and her laid-back attitude. Ron and Hermione always wanted to know where she was and what she was doing, not to mention Hermione endless nagging about schoolwork and Ron's annoying jealousy issues. After first year's debacle with Quirrelmort, Rose had gone back and stayed with Haruhi (as she had in the term holidays before) as Ranka had suggested, so that they could spend as much time together as possible before they both had to go back to school.
Second and third year passed by much in this vein. Rose leaving to spend time with Haruhi whenever possible, trying to survive a basilisk, a young Lord Voldemort, dementors, her father's traitor best friend who turned out to be not so traitorous and also somehow her godfather, a werewolf and not to mention Ron's younger sister Ginny Weasley. Who seemed to hero worship her to a frankly disturbing extent.
After the events of fourth year she had to admit that while she loved Hogwarts, she didn't feel safe there anymore. Ron she had lost any sort of faith in after he shunned her last year and after what she had learned this summer, it seemed she couldn't trust anyone. After Voldemort's attempted resurrection and her subsequent defeat of him while he was weakened, she had visited Gringotts to see her vault and get some money out. It had turned out that she was being manipulated by Dumbledore and her friends. Ron and Hermione had been getting money from her vault every month that they gave Dumbledore information on her. Though this explained some of they're behaviour and they had been distant recently it had still hurt. Learning that your two self-proclaimed 'best friends' were frauds and had been from day 1. She was almost broken when she came back to Haruhi, their betrayal was almost too much for her after the traumatic experience in the graveyard.
Haruhi had convinced her that the next year they had to find a way to get Rose entrance to Ouran, since Haruhi had gotten a scholarship there. As the years went by Haruhi had been more and more weary of letting Rose go back to Hogwarts. And after learning of the betrayal and the graveyard, it was the last straw. Haruhi was getting more protective of her as well, Rose almost felt sorry for the next person to try and hurt her in front of Haruhi.
Getting into Ouran Academy hadn't been so much the problem - Rose's parents had left her more than enough money - as getting away from Dumbledore. Dumbledore seemed intent on keeping Rose as close to him as possible. Whether she wanted it or not. Rose glared as she remembered Dumbledores reaction to her learning about her friends betrayal; 'My girl,' he said. 'It was all for your protection.' He looked down at her - damn her 5"0 height - with maddeningly twinkling blue eyes. As though her serious accusations were simply a child's folly. As though he were humouring her. Well she didn't need protection any more, not from anyone but an incompetent headmaster at least. Voldemort was gone for good. Rose had made extra sure of that before she left Britain in Dumbledores hands. She may be annoyed at almost everyone she knew but Rose still loved Britain. Hogwarts would still be her home and Diagon Alley would always be the place that she was introduced to magic.
At the start of the year Rose had spoken to Dumbledore and now it was a few months into the first term. A meeting with Dumbledore explaining how she wanted to 'broaden her horizons' with a 'short stay' at the prestigious Ouran Academy, and how she would 'never in her wildest dreams want to leave Britain permanently' had left her set up for a stay in Japan with Haruhi, which would hopefully lead to her gaining a full membership to the school. Rose had been careful not to mention Haruhi or her carefully laid out plans of escape to the old headmaster. He wanted to keep her under his thumb, and letting her move halfway across the world didn't seem the best way to do it.
It had taken a few months because apparently the hype about Ouran Academy being one of the most prestigious schools in the world wasn't all hype. Luckily Hogwarts was famed as a very prestigious school as well, though of course the muggle didn't know what extraordinary qualities the very few - only about 40 a year - handpicked students possessed, but that only added to the mystery and repute that Hogwarts had gained itself.
Rose let out a breath. She was here. At Ouran Academy. Officially for an 'exchange program' based on her outstanding reputation as one of Hogwarts best students. Well thats what Dumbledore had said to Headmaster Suoh anyway. Although Rose had always thought herself good at school she had always been worried about driving Hermione away by accidentally outdoing her, at least now she could try her hardest.
Rose pulled her shoulders back and steeled herself. All she had to do was navigate her way to Headmaster Suoh's office. From there she would be shown to class 1-A, Haruhi's class. Rose did another check. She had her wand, her books, her stationery. She was ready for her first day at Ouran Academy.
A/N: A lot of people pointed out a mistake in this last chapter. I've edited it out now but thank you for leaving reviews. This is my first story, please R&R.