Rozolin wasn't like any other student attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, for she was a werewolf and it was a fact that she keep to herself. Just imagine if world got out around the school that she was one? The school would freak out, students would be scared of her or some would would think it's cool and try and see her on a full moon, others may even go to extreme lengths and even try and kill her. This where all things her parents warned her as they sent her off to her new home for the next 7 years. She was to keep her head down, work hard and graduate from Hogwarts without anyone finding who or what she was. It was her families secret of what her and her family were. Only the people that<span style="font-style: italic">had</span>to knew of her 'curse' .<br/><br/>In all honesty Rozolin didn't mind the fact that she had to keep her head down. She had never been a popular person, nor one to really go out her way to make a load of friends. For her it saved a lot of questions and hassle just having a simple life, with out having all the complications and worries of a load of people finding out what she really was. So it was this reason that she was going to take her parents advise and stick to just getting the highest grades she can, keep out of trouble and try not to draw to much attention to herself.<br/><br/>But Rozolin also had another plan. All her life so far she has never felt like she has found herself, who Rozolin is. So now, with the fact she was away from her family, away from people telling her who and what she was, she is able to try and find who she is. Without having anyone to tell it was to dangerous or that she was being silly. Rozolin had tried to explain to her family that she knew<span style="font-style: italic">what</span>she was but not<span style="font-style: italic">who</span>she was. Maybe now she will finally get to do this.<br/><br/>~~~<br/><br/>The first day of class had finally arrived. Rozolin was placed into Gryffindor house, just like her mother had been when she attended Hogwarts. Though her father was from Australia and attended a different school over there. She shared a room with a couple other Gryffindor students and they all seemed to be nice and welcoming and Rozolin tried her best to be friendly but not to much that they would want to speed to much to with her. It was best that she didn't get close to anyone to soon.<br/><br/>Waking up before her room mates she showered and got dressed, wearing a black pleated skirt that come to her mid thigh, a white long sleeve shirt with the Gryffindor logo sown on the left hand side along with a dark crimson cardigan. Grabbing her books and bag before heading to grab some breakfast and head over to her first class. Rozolin had hoped that breakfast would take up more time then it had, as she arrived at her first lesson 15 minutes early. Looking around outside the class room, no one was thinking about heading to there classes just yet but playing around and talking to one another.<br/><br/>Not being in the mood to play around or chat she headed into her classroom and was shocked to find another student already in the classroom. Strait away Rozolin could tell that he was different from the other students. Not only did he dress differently but her smelt different too. Being a werewolf made her seance of smell and hearing mush stronger then humans or any other kind of being. Debating wither or not she should stay or wait outside she placed a strand of her dark brown hair, wavy hair behind her ear. Looking around at the seat she decided to stay as there was less chance of the guy talking to her then the crowd outside. Plus he seemed to be stuck into her book anyways.<br/><br/>After looking around the room again holding her books, she decided to sit on the back row too, she went to sit on the desk furthest away from him when a suddenly a group of student pushed by her lightly, forcing her to bump into his desk. "Sorry!" Rozolin said as she turned to face him. "Umm...is this seat taken?" she asked with a small smile as she notice her seat she was eyeing up had been taken and she didn't like the idea of sitting closer to the front of the class. It was easier to 'hide away' at the back.