A/N: I'm not so great at explaining things within a story, so here I go.
Kat can see auras, a sort of magical/electrical field that surrounds every living person. They can change shape, substance, color, and do pretty much anything that you can imagine. She's extremely powerful...and rather doubtful of herself. I'm actually basing most of her personality off myself. :) Hope you like it.
"Calm down, Kat. It's just another school. You look like you've just been sentenced to hang." my dad said, obviously trying to comfort me. Instead, I got a very vivid picture of myself, hanging from a rope, head hanging in an unnatural manner, with a pool of blood beneath me. My aura turned dark and shrank around me, not that my dad would notice. He couldn't see auras the way I could, the way my mom used to. Until...well, I wasn't going to think about that now. Not on my first day of school.
"Did you ever have to switch schools, dad?" I asked, unsuccessfully trying to keep the bleakness out of my voice. He noticed, and his face darkened.
"Well...no." he admitted, unwillingly.
"And this would be my fifth school within the month." I said, my aura fading to the darkest black. I looked up at the grand castle, and the nerves swallowed me whole. My aura, dark though it was, crackled around me like an electric shield. I took several deep breathes, willing myself to be calm. Shocking people with an invisible force was probably not the best way to try to make friends.
Suddenly, the large oak front doors burst open, revealing a tall, elderly man with a long beard in dark purple robes. "Good evening. You must be the Seamours. Welcome to Hogwarts. I am Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster. Come in, come in." he said, blue eyes twinkling behind his half moon spectacles. His kindly smile erased all my qualms. For now, anyway. I was sure they'd be back in double soon enough. His aura was the same color of his eyes, and it was surprisingly energetic for an elderly man like himself. It was very strong, and I knew so was this man.
"You must be Katherine." he said to me as we walked through the winding halls, and the cold stone labyrinth overwhelmed me.
"Kat, please." I said politely.
"Kat. Of course. Forgive me if I forget. Mind's going, you know." He said cheerfully, winking at me as if we were sharing a private joke. I smiled, something I thought I'd forgotten how to do. My dad looked uneasy, and I didn't blame him.
I, Katherine Seamour, am very...well; my father says I'm unique. I, like my deceased mother, have magic running through my veins. My father, however, is a Muggle. I have many traits of my mother, like my dark brown hair that is wavier than I'd like, and my dark green eyes. Also, the ability to see other's auras (the magical field around people) and control my own. Lastly, I can control my magic without a wand, and I need no spell to command it. Apparently, I'm very powerful. And to think that when I was eleven, I was the school's biggest nerd.
And now I was starting at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the fiftieth school I'd attended in my magical education. I sincerely hoped that this was the school that would finally be able to teach me things that I actually found challenging. In short, all the other schools I'd been to hadn't been able to teach me much of anything. Hopefully, with Albus Dumbledore here, he'd be able to hone my one-of-a-kind magical skills to something close to perfection.
And in all honesty, I was terrified.