A/N: Hi everyone this is just an idea i've had floating around in my head for a while. I love reading fic but this is my first attempt at writing one! I've written a few chapters so let me know what you think!

Rose sat in her favorite armchair by the fire. She knew nobody would look for her here. It was her secret place to come and think. Her mother often said she had a tendency to think too much and that she needed to bring her head out of the clouds and into the real world. As sole heir to the throne of England Rose did not lead anything near a normal life. She knew she never would and was often content with the fact but that didn't stop her dreaming of a place where she could let loose a little and be herself. All she wanted was a chance to be normal, to not have people bowing and addressing her as "your highness". Little did she know her dreams would soon turn into a reality, the stones already set in motion. Curled up listening to the rain fall Rose Windsor did not know that her life was about to take a most unlikely turn.

"Happy Birthday!" exclaimed her mother, Elizabeth, Queen of England as Rose ran down the Grand Staircase towards a large pile of presents next to a silver breakfast tray. "Thank you Mama! Blueberry pancakes my favorite! she exclaimed. She had to use all of her self control to keep herself from tearing open the brightly colored wrapping. "Who is this one from?" said Rose as she picked up a thick envelope addressed to her in emerald green ink. Her mother didn't say anything. She just sat, eyes fixed on the envelope. Now more curious than ever Rose quickly ripped open the envelope and too stared at its contents.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear HRH Princess Rose Windsor

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

"Is this some kind of Joke? What on earth is Hogwarts? Mother?" exclaimed Rose. "It's no joke sweetheart, I don't know how it happened..I only know of 2 others in our family but they are distant relations.." "What are you talking about Mother? What's going on?" "My darling I don't quite know how to tell you this but you are a Witch. You possess magical blood and have the ability to do Magic" "WHAT! Why didn't you tell me sooner, you must have known! All those strange things that have happened to me must have something to do with this!" "Of course I would have told you if I knew! My cousin Alfred is a Wizard and his Son too but I thought that he was just a black sheep. I never dreamed that another member of the family would be...This is far too much for one day, we will finish your birthday celebrations and discuss your attendance at this school tomorrow although it is highly unlikely you will be able to attend. You have a duty to your people!" "Why do you always have to ruin EVERYTHING!" Rose shouted as she ran from the room in tears. For just a moment she thought she would be able to escape the palace and live a life that was her own.

As she stared out the window she noticed a strange man with long silver hair, a beard and half moon spectacles enter the palace. She didn't think much of it. No matter what she did her mother was the Queen and what she says goes. Rose sighed. Nothing would change for her. It never did.