High Priestess of Hogwarts
Chapter 1:

Butterflies are not the most pleasant thing to wake up to sometimes, but today the butterflies seemed to bring a cheerful and adventure spirit to the small cottage belonging to the Morrison family. It is nearing the end of summer and its time for school to start again. Although this year for school would be quite different for Rosalyn Morrison who will be sent away to the UK to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Kids are usually sent away at the age of 11 or 12, but for Rosalyn its quite a different experience. Shes already 15 years old and it just so happens she's doesn't quite fit the mold for the typical witch Hogwarts would accept.
Looking over the ink covered parchment one more time Rosalyn looks over to her mother who is putting away her toiletries in her trunk, "Mom have you ever tried traveling by floo?"

"Can't say that I have sweetie. You know your father would know more about it but he hasnt been near any of this magic stuff in decades. But I thought the headmaster included instructions.", her mother sets down the shampoo bottles and walks over picking up the letter. "Oh it says it there." She points out the steps at the bottom.

Rosalyn bites her lip and twirls a long piece of her black hair around her finger nervously, "I know it just sounds like its going to light me on fire." She pulls out the sack of the green dust and inspects it carefully. "This stuff looks toxic. I thought magic was done with herbs and things from nature. This looks like a science project gone wrong."

Closing the trunk after packing it carefully her mother comes over to sit by her, "You know this school is gonna be nothing like the magic you've practiced by yourself. Wizardry kind of is like a science of its own. Just like you're magic is unique to you. Try not to be so worried, you'll adjust fine darling."

Smiling and grabbing her backpack the two exchange a warm hug before walking downstairs where her father was waiting, "How are you feeling hunny?". He pulls her into a quick hug rubbing her back.

Hugging her father back she lets out a shaky breath, "I'm nervous. Also hoping they like me. Despite i'm technically not a witch."

"Listen to me," looking into her fathers eyes she tries not to let her eyes water. "You are as much of a witch as any other student there. The one thing the Wizarding world has forgotten is the magic of the earth. It's up to you to shed light on such an age old tradition. They're going to love you, hold your chin up darling."

Taking a deep breath she hugged both of her parents goodbye. Her mother handed her the knapsack and dragging the trunk to the fireplace she picked up a handful of the strange green powder. She threw it into the fire and then spoke aloud, "Proffesor McGonagall's office please." Realizing the mantle was quite short she crouched down and then stepped into the green fire with her trunk in tow. Once she stepped forward the green light became overpowering and it was hard to see where she would step next. She then emerged into a room that was tall with walls made of bricks.

"Ms. Morrison welcome to hogwarts." She turned to see an elderly man dressed in long robes approach her and shook her hand. "I am Headmaster Dumbledore and this is Proffesor McGonagall."

Rosalyn then rubbed her eyes a bit and then was able to see a woman standing behind the headmaster and proceeded to shake her hand, "Its an honour. Thank you for having me here." She put on her best smile despite the fact she was nervous.

"Well I am dearly sorry we don't have more time to discuss your endevours Ms. Morrison but the welcoming ceremony will be taking place in the great hall very shortly. I will have you wait at the side during the sorting ceremony because even though you will be a self study student here we will still sort you into a house so you can still participate in a bit of school spirit here at Hogwarts." she looked at Proffesor Dumbledore a bit confused since she was told she would be living seperate from the houses, but she still felt happy she would have a sense of belonging at the school. "Just leave your belongings here. We will have them delivered to your suite so they will be waiting for you."

She nodded her head and left her knapsack ontop of her trunk and followed them out the door and down a path of staircases that led them to the front enterance. The other students were already gathered around the door to the great hall chatting and greeting old friends. As her two proffesors bid her a goodbye she felt a little awkward standing there all alone. She also noticed that she was the only one out of uniform. In her letter she wasnt told anything about a school uniform and it did make a little sense since she wasn't technically a Hogwarts student. Smoothing over her maroon dress the self conciousness set in. Since her dress was knee lenght and her black booties were also somewhat of a statement piece.

She smiled as she saw a girl with bright red hair walk up to her, "Hello are you a new proffesor?" The question made Rosalyn laugh since she thought she was far too young to be a teacher, "No my names Rosalyn. I'm supposed to be a self study student here."

Raising her eyebrows the girl extended her arm, "That sounds so cool. My name is Ginny Weasely. I didn't know Hogwarts had a self study program. What's your self study? If I may ask."

Shaking her hand Rosalyn smiled since she seemed to make a new friend, "My family is famous for our earth magic. So I don't exactly use a wand or any of those things you wizards have. I'm supposed to start training to become a high priestess."

A very chilling laugh then shook the two girls and Rosalyn turned to see a boy with platinum blonde hair standing with his two friends, "Earth magic? Ha. It means she's just a muggle who thinks she can talk to trees. What a bloody joke allowing you here."

Rosalyn shook her head, "And you are?" The boy then took a few steps forward with a sneer, "Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. And don't think you're fooling anyone here with your claim to be a witch. Dumbledores really getting old if he's allowing muggles like you here."

Taking a look at the little leather notebook in his hand Rosalyn gave a little smile, "Don't think im a real witch eh?" She then began extending her hand toward his notebook and gave a quick snap to ignite sparks against the paper and then as if pushing the wind she shoved her hand forward to light the whole book on fire.

Draco then gave out a little yelp and immediately dropped the notebook, "You phycotic little wretch! Attacking students here is forbidden. I'll be sure to have you thrown out for this." He was fuming at this point and Rosalyn was laughing.

"With what proof?", she smirked and then closed her fist to starve out the flame and proceeded to pick the book off the ground and opened it in front of Draco to reveal there was no burn marks. His face was red and he snatched the book from her hands, "You watch your back you little freak."

Ginny was standing back with her mouth agape. After Draco stormed away she rushed over to Rosalyn, "That was so amazing. I've never seen magic done with just your hand. I'm not sure if you want someone like Malfoy as youre enemy though. He can be quite cruel."

Patting Ginny's shoulder Rosalyn smiled, "I've never been a fan of bullies. I think i'll be just fine." Her and Ginny walked in and Rosalyn then veered off to the left where Dumbledore asked her to stand. It was a little odd standing with a bunch of young new students and she could feel all eyes on her. Trying just to focus on the ceiling she then realized the sorting ceremony was beginning. It was quite peculiar seeing a hat that could talk, it was just one of the many things this new wizarding school she'd have to get used to. She was starting to see the difference between the houses and could see that Ginny was sitting at the Gryfinndor table.

Once all the first years were done being sorted she was left alone standing on the side. Then Dumbledore stood and motioned her to come to the front, "If I could have all of your attention please. I would like to welcome a new student to Hogwarts. This is Ms. Rosalyn Morrison who has joined us from America. She will in fact not be joining you for classes since she her own set of unique abilities that require self study. I hope that you all will still make her feel welcome here and take the chance to get to know her. She will be living seperate from the houses but we would still like to sort her so she may join in school festivities."

After Dumbledore's short speech she was then motioned to sit on the stool and the hat was placed on Rosalyn's head. The hat then started to have a conversation in her ear, "Hmmmm this is a most interesting case. A girl with raw power, almost dangerously powerful. Not afraid to speak her mind, very couragious, and very resourceful. Loved by many but also strongest when alone. It's obvious." The hat took a pause and then announced to the room, "Slytherin!"

Usually at this time the house would cheer and be clapping but she looked over and was met with cold stares. And who was at the front of the table? Malfoy who had a disgusted sneer on his face. Standing up she instead decided to take the one seat left at the front and looked Draco straight in the eye with an amused expression on her face. Pouring herself a glass of pumpkin juice she raised it to Draco just to piss him off, "To new friendships."