Prologue
The girl in the mirror pushed her dark auburn curl out of her dull, gray eyes. Her perfectly pale skin was freckle-less and absent of any blemish. The nose that sat upon her face was too small and her cheekbones were clearly defined. Some would consider all of these features together pretty, but the girl did not. She thought that these things were ugly.
Those were the traits separated her from her family and helped make her the outcast she would always be. Reminded her of how she was the invisible child inside of her large family of ten. Helped everyone easily pick out that she was different from them and told them to stay away. Helped her see that see would never be in the same category as her family or anyone else. Told her that she was always meant to be the strange freak of the group.
She then straightened her already perfect red and gold tie after she pulled her long, curly hair into a ponytail, though it didn't help control the long bangs that always got in her face. Then she applied her make-up and brushed her teeth like every other morning. Routines didn't change for her at Hogwarts.
Then, all of the sudden, there was loud knocking on the door, signalling the girl that she had spent too long gazing at her reflection. So long that her other room mates had awoken for the first day of classes. She sighed.
That girl in the in the mirror was me, Rosetta Weasley. The outcast of the entire Weasley family and all of Hogwarts.