The Girl Who Lived?

Rose Prince was a simple tomboy living in a small town. She loved playing sports and had artistic talents others could only dream of having. Her sixteenth birthday was the day her life started to change completely. Her mother died but she believes her mother was murdered. After a short visit from the one and only Albus Dumbledore, Rose finds out she's a witch and leaves the United States to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Making new friends and learning a new way of life, Rose Prince begins the adventure of a lifetime. Betrayal, love, and magic rule her life now.


1. Rose Prince, the girl who lived?

I could hear the rain hitting against my window repeatedly. The weather outside matching my mood perfectly; depressed. Even in the early hours of the morning, the option of sleep was still far out of my grasp of obtaining the much needed rest.Deep down, my instincts were revving up, trying to warn me that something was going to happen. It seems as if my whole life hangs in the balance of what next is to come.

It's hard to imagine an event to happen that would change my life any more than it has changed in the past few days. It was my sixteenth birthday earlier in the week, an important milestone in today's culture; it was also the day of my mother's death. According to the doctors her death was a result of a carbon monoxide leak in our house. I know for a fact that on every floor of the house there were detectors for any kind of gas. My parents took precaution to a whole new level.So it's unlikely that she died for the same reason that the doctors claimed she did.

If things couldn't get any weirder, at the funeral, while holding my mother's lifeless hand, I noticed she had a tattoo. It was a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth on her right forearm and I swear I saw it move. When I mentioned it to my father, he became paranoid, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about Rose. Don't ever say anything about it again!"

Sure, I knew my father was a off his rocker already; he would carry around a stick with him at all times, mumble weird things like "Voldemort", and some words that were in Latin I'm sure. The weirdest thing is that he would get upset when I mentioned that a scar I have on my cheek was hurting. It's from an old skateboarding accident so I guess he just doesn't want to be reminded about it.

Which reminds me that my cheek, where my lightning bolt shaped scar was located, felt like it was on fire since my mom died. The burning has never lasted this long, it's normally just a few minutes of pain. For the past two years my scar has caused pain every few months. It was always around a time that my parents would be stressed out about "work or family issues". It seems as if something somewhere else is causing the pain; I might not even be able to comprehend what it is though. Could this give me an idea of what happened to my mother?

I've got to get answers soon or I'll go crazy just thinking about it. People might think they can keep me in the dark but little do they know is that I won't stop until I get all of the answers I need. I'll do anything if it means I'll be able to find out what happened to my mother. 

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