This is my first HP fic, so be nice, k? I know the American at Hogwarts is kinda overdone, at least from what I've heard, I've never read one, but hopefully this has a new kind of twist, hehe.

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PROLOGUE

"Professor, I don't believe you understand the gravity of what you are asking me. The girl is to be completing her final year with us, she is important to the school. We are not Hogwarts, our student body is small…"

"I understand, Ms. Parris, however you yourself said that she wished to travel abroad during her schooling so as to secure an overseas job."

"Yes, but we had had something before now in mind. With the dangers in Europe, we thought it now impossible."

"Ah yes, the dangers, but Lord Voldemort will soon be making his campaign international and I mean no disrespect when I remind you that Hogwarts is much more secure than Salem."

"I am aware of this. As her principal, I will not object to her leaving. Her credits up to this far should adequately place her in your seventh year NEWTS program, and as that is what European employers are looking for…"

"Excellent! Then I shall meet with her before leaving today and send along her information for beginning school next year. Now, I do believe I must go."
"Professor Dumbledore, there is one more matter that we have not discussed. Why are you so adamant on this girl's transfer?"

"Ms. Parris, the dangers we have just spoken of? I have reason to believe she may help us."

"But sir, the problems are of European descent, how would an American girl be of help?"

"Madam, American as she is now, her ancestors were not all natives, and thus some of her heritage is of Europe." With this, the aged wizard stood. "I do believe I shall meet with her now, as it would be best for me to return to Hogwarts as soon as possible."

"Of course. Let me show you to one our meeting rooms." Ms. Parris led the way through a maze of underground tunnels and corridors lined with doorways. Finally finding one that suited her purpose, she opened the door and ushered to professor inside.

"She'll be here momentarily, I just have to get her from class."

"Or course."

Some time passed before Ms. Parris reappeared, tailed by an older girl in a school uniform. She had dark hair that fell well below her shoulders, although it was tied up now with what looked like a uniform required ribbon. Her face was spotted with freckles, though darker in complexion that most with this characteristic. Her eyes were hidden behind rectangular glasses that contracted with her round face.

"Ah, Miss Morrison, so nice to finally make your acquaintance! Thank you, Ms. Parris." The older woman closed the door, though it seemed as though she didn't go far, as her silhouette could still be made out from the light coming in under the door.

"Now, I do believe you have been informed as to the subject matter of this meeting."

"Yeah, Ms. Parris told me. I'd really like to go, but is it going to mess up my studies or anything?"

"Not in any way that I have found. Yes, your schooling thus far has focused more on an American form of magic, which is to be expected, but from what I understand you will be taking Potions, Transfiguration, Charms, Herbology, and Defense Against The Dark Arts, is that correct?" The girl nodded. "Then, being such technical courses, unlike History of Magic and such, I expect you will be fine. You may find that you will be required to seek help from your peers, but that will help to enhance the experience, am I correct?" The girl nodded mutely once more. "Good. Now, as to your housing, we at Hogwarts are typically sorted into houses our first year of study. With your extenuating circumstances, I have secured you a place in one of our houses. Think of it as an honorary post. Now, if you have any other questions?"

"I was wondering, sir, how I will get to London to purchase my school supplies and board the train to school."

"Under normal circumstances I would help you to secure a room at that Leaky Cauldron, a very nice establishment near the magic stores in London. However, with the environment as it is now, I believe this would be dangerous. Allow me some time to dwell on the matter, perhaps put you in touch with a family I know of that could help with this situation. I will send word to you by the end of this term."

"Thank you sir." The girl focused on the floor now, obviously not used to being required to make eye contact.

"I believe I shall take my leave. I look forward to having you at Hogwarts this coming year."

"Thank you, sir." She looked into his eyes as she shook his hand in farewell, then focused once more on the tile of the room. As Professor Dumbledore left the room, Miss Morrison looked up long enough to catch the tail of his robes turning the corner.

"Well, hope you know what you're getting into," she thought darkly as she turned to return to her dorm room.

Please, no flames! I'm trying and if I don't get any comments, I'm gonna end it. I promise this won't be a Mary-Sue, so don't even start.