Dumbledore was seated inside his office. His spectacles were slipping down his long pointed nose. He pushed them up with one hand. His withered hand he kept under his cloak. He looked at the clock. They would be arriving soon. Dumbledore grabbed the papers in front of him and looked once more over its contents.

Dear Headmaster,

It is late in the year and i would like to call upon you for a favor. My daughter no longer wishes to go to Durmstrang Academy. A incident happened that i am stressed to convey has left her shaken. We have been old friends have we not? Can you take it into yourself to allow my daughter to resume studies under your care? She is an able student and will do what is desired of her. Please take into consideration the circumstances that i am asking for.

Much obliged.

Hyshel Errin

Hyshel Errin. A man who was once under this very castle roof himself. He didn't know what to make of the whole idea. This girl was in her sixth year. Her school records indicated that she was a good student. There was just the blight from an incident that happened over the start of the year. Hyshel wanted his daughter here at Hogwarts. Dumbledore had not thought of a reason why she shouldn't be allowed. New students were rare this late in the year but it was still early enough. He could always assign her a tutor if things went south. Depending on what house she got selected into.

It didnt say what the girl had done. It had only stated that she and another classmate had gotten into an altercation and magic was used. Dumbledore would not have any of that going on in his school! He would make sure this girl knew the consequences of rule breakers. He would not tolerate hostile magic within the castle. Dumbledore leaned forward and pushed the paper under the rest of the papers littering his desk. So much work to do and so little time. His eyes went to the clock once more. It was almost time for them to arrive.

A knock came at the door. "Enter." Dumbledore bellowed.

Professor McGonagall entered with a girl following shortly behind. The girl was tall with a small frame. Her hair was long and reached well past her shoulders. Her eyes were bright violet underneath her lashes. Her hair was a startling white. What had Hyshel gotten himself into?

This girl was no normal girl. McGonagall's eyes looked worrisome as she looked from Dumbledore back to the girl. Dumbledore could sense the apprehension in her eyes. There was something about this girl that was not normal. It was almost like a pull towards her person. You couldn't see it, but you could feel it. Dumbledore sat back and thought about the circumstances. Hyshel was a normal wizard but who was his wife? Dumbledore couldn't remember. They had lost contact years before. Dumbledore had not thought of this before.

"You must be Rowan?" Dumbledore asked the teenage girl. Her eyes lifted up to meet his. He could feel the power resonating inside. This girl would need to be watched.

"Yes Headmaster." she said respectively.

Dumbledore smiled at the young girl. "I knew your father very well. Whom pray did he marry? I have been out of contact with him for several long years."

The girl shifted on her feet. Her civilian clothes looking out of place in the Headmasters study. "Celypha Gurrip sir." she murmured.

Gurrip! The young ladies mother was a siren! Of course that's what it was. It was completely unheard of this far north. Durmstrang was right by the sea. Her father must have met her mother while visiting the academy. Siren's sometimes were teachers but Dumbledore didn't allow such a thing. Too many problems and commotions. A siren with a witch's abilities though? What would that bring to the school?

Dumbledore didn't know this piece of information. He had no choice but to allow her to stay. He had already contacted her father and all the preparations were made. Still, Dumbledore couldn't get the thought out of his head that this would be trouble. He turned to Rowan and gave her a stern look.

"This is my school Rowan. I do not allow hostile magic onto students. I have a strict way with how i treat my students and how the staff and students interact. I advise you to look at the school's code of conduct and make sure you follow them. I have no clue what went on at Durmstrang but i know that nothing like that will happen here. Understood?" he said. His voice had echoed around his study. It was a chilling effect. Dumbledore didn't like being a hard ass, but sometimes he had too.

Rowan looked at him the entire time. Her violet eyes burning a hole forever into his brain. He would never forget the look of sorrow on her face.

"Yes Headmaster. I understand and i will follow the rules." she had said.

Dumbledore was satisfied with the answer she gave. He stood up and went over to his shelf. He grabbed the sorting hat right of the shelf. It was snoring in its slumber.

"You know of the four houses of Hogwarts i hope?" he asked her.

"Griffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin." she said without a hitch.

"Yes, that's correct. This hat will decide which one you go into." he said.

The hat woke with a start and started smiling. It made Rowan's flesh crawl. They had nothing like that at Durmstrang. Dumbledore lifted the hat and set it over her soft white hair. The hat instantly came to life, but only in her head.

What do we have here? A girl? Or more than a girl?

I'm a girl.

Ah of that i am certain. Where do you fit sea girl?

I don't know...I don't know if i fit anywhere.

Tsk. Tsk. Everyone fits somewhere. You have dark ambition but a soft heart. You don't like causing pain but you will if you have too. Where does that leave us?

I don't know...

Then it will be...

"Slytherin!" the hat yelled at the top of its lungs. That voice dialogue was too much for her. She pulled it quickly off her head.

Dumbledore gave McGonagall a look and McGonagall turned to Rowan.

"Wait a second outside the chambers dear. I will be out to take you to your Head of house in a moment." she said to the girl. Rowan nodded and left the room. Minerva turned to Dumbledore and spoke.

"Surely you can not allow this Dumbledore."

"Im afraid so Minerva. I made a friend a promise a long time ago." he said.

"Promises can be broken under such circumstances.." she said shaking her head.

"Ah, so you have figured out what i have?" he said with a small smile.

"That girl is part Siren, Headmaster! Who knows what kind of power she possesses!" Minerva said, her eyes going wild.

"Apparently enough to get accepted to Durmstrang. The likely hood of a Siren witch is odd, but its a miracle nonetheless. I will keep an eye on her and we shall go from there." The Headmaster said in a final tone. Minerva frowned but didn't say a word.

Minerva turned to leave when the Headmaster spoke up once more.

"There are worse things, than being different."

Minerva had stopped when he spoke. She heard what he said and went out into the corridor. Rowan was standing there waiting. Her face a mixture of emotion. McGonagall couldn't shake the sense of ease that she felt. This girl was trouble and she knew it!

"This way Rowan." she said to the girl. She led them down to Snape's chambers. It was a late hour and she hoped the Defense against the Dark Arts teacher was still awake. She didn't want to think of Snape in his bed clothes. Minerva lifted her hand and knocked twice upon the door. After only a few moments the door was opened. Snape stood there pristine and not looking like he was rushed out of bed. His coal black eyes took in the two figures standing in his doorway. He stepped out and clasped his hands together.

"This is the Errin girl you mentioned." he said in his usual cold manner.

"Yes, everything's prepared for her. I came to hand her to her Head of house to show her her lodgings." Minerva said. Snape nodded and Minerva walked away until she faded into the darkness of the corridors. Snape took in the girl and noticed her slim features and her tall stature. Her hair and eyes stood out even in the dim corridor. There was something odd about this one.

He took a right and walked away without a word. Rowan slowly followed him.

"I am Professor Snape. I am the Defense against the Dark Arts teacher. You have been placed into my house and therefore i am responsible for you. I knew of your arrival for a weeks time. Sadly there is no room in the Sixth years dormitories. You will have to reside in one of the empty ones for now." he said. He reached into his robe and pulled out a roll of parchment. "This is your schedule for this year. We closely matched as much as possible with your other..studies. Inside is also a map of the school and a code of conduct. I assume that you will follow the rules or be punished...severely." he said in his cold tone.

Rowan took the parchment from him and followed silently behind him. He led her down into a cold part of the castle. The walls emitted nothing but cold air. He stopped in front of a statue in the shape of a serpent.

"Pure blood." he said to the statue. The statue started to hiss and the snake opened its mouth. Snape entered into the serpents mouth and the girl followed. They were inside a common room that was done in all black and green. He took her over to the left where there was some chests along the floor. He opened the one and took out some shirts and a scarf all in the colors of Slytherin. He handed them to her.

"I assume that you got your school list and everything on them?" he asked her.

"Yes sir." she said.

He then walked across the common room and took her up some stairs. The last landing at the top of the stairs was a door. He motioned towards it.

"You will be alone unless another student arrives, unlikely. Stay to you room and remember your schedule. Don't make me regret having you in Slytherin house." he said. He gave her one last chilling look and then walked briskly down the stairs.

The girl stood there staring at the warped wooden door. She opened the door with a creak. Inside was a dusty dormitory with only three beds. She chose the one farthest from the door and sat down. Her luggage was already waiting for her in the room. Her hands went to her head and soft weeping sounds were coming from her. She had a rough day and now it was the end. Tomorrow her first day at Hogwarts would begin and only time could tell what it would bring. Rowan was different and she knew it. She knew it ever since she was born. She just hoped others wouldn't notice it.

She pulled up her jacket and exposed the crisscrossing blue lines that waved all across her skin. The lines that moved no matter what she did. The lines that glowed no matter what she did. She hated those lines and all they stood for. Rowan Errin didn't like being different. She hated it. Being a part Siren was nothing to joke about. The power that radiated through her body almost brought her to her knees at times. The power brought her freedom, but it also brought sacrifice.

Her last school she had been in was Durmstrang Academy. A fierce school with an even fiercer reputation. She had fit in well there for a time. Eventually people had learned of her special abilities. It was only a matter of time. Her blue ink like swirls all over her body had raised suspicions enough. Her violet eyes and white hair had raised a few looks. But it wasn't until her sixth year at Durmstrang that she had realized her potential. She was part Siren but how little a part she didn't know. Sirens were mythological creatures that lured sailors to their death with their songs. Real world Sirens were just as cruel. Her mother was a beautiful Siren with hair and eyes just like her. She was a Siren unlike the others.

Sirens are shape changers. They can take on any shape at any time. Their voices can enrapture even the hardest of prey. They snare them with their voices and when they have them, they devour them. Sirens hide in water being as they are weaker on land. They are dark creatures of the deep. Rowan was not one of them, she hoped. She had the urge to feed, she always did. But she managed to calm herself down with meditation that her mother uses, had used. Her mother was now dead. No matter how hard you try and tame a Siren, she always ends up biting someone. A Siren needed to feed, it was as simple as that. Normal food could sustain them but their real hunger was never satiated. They needed blood of the living. Magical blood was better but sometimes you couldn't be too hasty. Rowan hated that part of herself more than anything.

Rowan was part Siren and thus has been able to live in a normal society. The only thing was, was her hunger was starting to grow. Her power was starting to reach ultimate proportions. Just the gaze of her eyes could drive someone mad, she had seen it happen before. She had a crush on a boy from Durmstrang. A boy who was top of his class in everything that he did. Rowan thought herself madly in love with him. Until one day he came at her full force. His lips had crushed against hers and his body was pressed against hers. The allure of the Siren had made her irresistible. Rowan could not resist, and neither could he. They had torn off each others clothes and were in the business of love, when something shifted inside her. She felt pain inside her mouth and all she could see was the lovely arch of his throat. She could not resist, she leaned forward and sunk her teeth into him. His blood had gushed into her mouth, she had never known such ecstasy. She could feel every pump of his heart with each drink. She had loved it more than she admitted, even to herself.

Luckily she was a young Siren, she was able to break free. The boy was laying there, white as bone. Rowan tilted her head back and screamed. Needless to say, when they caught her with his body laying there, they expelled her from the academy. Her father had petitioned their case to Bauxbatons but with no luck. They didn't want her. Her father sent on final letter to his old friend Dumbledore and hoped for a good answer. Dumbledore was known to house those of questionable origin. Hyshel had just hoped that he would grant mercy on his family. Dumbledore had accepted his daughter with no hassle. Rowan was now a student of Hogwarts. She was surrounded by thousands of students all asleep in their beds. All their blood circulating inside their veins. The school would be in an uproar if she was ever found out. Siren's weren't as popular down North but they were not unheard of. She was part Siren, so the signs wouldn't be so obvious. She could hide her teeth and her body only went fishlike when she was in the water. She could hide here as long as she didn't get to close to anyone. Especially any boys.

She had to stay away from anyone who would know of her origin. She didn't believe that there was no room in the other dormitories. The Headmaster was just to nice to say, "Your sleeping alone for fear of the other kids." She had been around such disdain before. She would handle it the best she could. Just two more years left of school and then she could leave forever. Go to the deepest darkest ocean in the world and sink beneath its waves. She would like that very much. But first she had to get through two years of school here at Hogwarts. She just hoped that people would just leave her alone. She didn't want to attract any unwanted attention. Her hunger was starting to hurt. Ever since she had tasted real blood nothing could satisfy her. She was glad there was such an expanse of grounds here at Hogwarts. She could attempt to hunt in the grounds if she needed too. Whatever she does, she must not hurt another person. If she did, there was no telling what would happen to her. Sirens were hunted even to this day. They were seen as evil creatures of the sea. Rowan was not evil. At least she thought so.

Authors note:

Okay, what do you guys think? Should i continue or not? This was just an idea i had in my head and i was taking it for a spin. I am trying to be as accurate as possible with the whole wizarding world. Thanks so much for you time!