A/N: This is my very first fanfiction! *squeals* This is based on the movie but with my oc inserted. Of course, this is a Howl/OC fic. I'm so sorry... Anyways! Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Howl's Moving Castle. I envy you, Hayou Miyazako!

Prologue

The sound of ringing filled my ears as the microwave called. I opened the microwave and took the paper bag out. Closing the door shut, I tore the bag open and poured the hot popcorn into a bowl.

"Oh my gosh! Rose! Hurry up!" A voice called out in urgency.

I ran as fast as I could, managing not to trip on my way. Wasting no time, I went to the living room. My roommates sat on the couch as they waited. "Hurry! Howl's Moving Castle is about to start", one of my roommates –Anna, squealed.

Her blonde hair was tied in a messy ponytail. Her light green eyes playfully glared at me for my tardiness. Next to her was my other roommate, Sam. She rolled her blue eyes at Anna and clutched tightly onto her Totoro doll. As her habit, she blew at a stray black hair that covered blue her eyes. I plop myself right between them as the movie started. I smiled throughout the movie. Everything Hayou Miyazako made was a masterpiece. I played around with my necklace that said 'Howl ate my heart'. I glanced at my two friends. Anna was loudly chewing at her popcorn while Sam was staring at the screen as if her life depended on it. I chuckled at the two. We were university students but we've been friends since middle school. All my life I've been living in London, I was never the type that wants to go abroad.

"Why can't there be a man like Howl? Anna groaned in annoyance. I smirked at the dreamer.

"Would you really want a vain, playboy as your boyfriend?" I retorted. Anna tapped her chin and looked up as if to think of her decision. I playfully shoved her in which she returned.

"Would you guys just shut up? I'm watching the movie." Sam snapped, her eyes trained onto the screen. Anna stuck her tongue out which Sam noticed and reached over to bonk the blonde on the forehead. Sam took out her phone that buzzed. Her eyebrows furrowed as she read the text.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing bad. My grandma's train got delayed so she won't be able to arrive by tomorrow." Sam answered, "At least it means more time for my parents to prepare her surprise birthday party."

I smiled. I liked Sam's grandma but didn't get to see her a lot since she lived in Skegness. She was friendly and was a really happy person. She was kind to everyone except– Anna grumbled in anger at the thought of the old woman. Sam's grandma was… traditional so she didn't get along with Anna, the party girl.

"That old hag… I can almost hear her voice. What's worse is her stuff is in our apartment." She complained.

"Can I see?" I asked Sam. She smirked and pulled out a medium sized paper bag. I rummaged through in excitement. I breathed in deeply at the smell of antique stuff. I soon pulled a candle out. It was a pearly purple with intricate design etched into it. The candlewick didn't show any signs of being used. Tied to the candle was a small card, which I read. To Rose

"This doesn't look old." I stated.

Sam blinked at the candle. "That's actually really old. I remember seeing it when I was a kid. Even my dad saw it when he was a kid. Grandma never let us touch the candle. Says something about a superstition."

"Ooooh." Anna snapped into attention. "Let's hear it."

"My grandma told me this superstition that when you blow the fire of the candle, you will have a life changing event", she explained. I raised an eyebrow at her. Sam wasn't the kind of person that cares for superstitions. "But it's strange, this is Grandma's prized possession but why's it here and why would she give it to you."

I looked at the candle. It didn't look special to me.

I leaned into my seat when I finished the last page of my essay. I glanced at my room as rock music blasts into my headphone. Anime posters covered my walls and a small shelf that held books was sticking out like a sore thumb. I couldn't get my thought off of what Sam said. "Life changing event, huh", I wondered. I pulled at the rubber band, letting my brown hair fall above my shoulders. I looked at the candle and fiddled around with it. Unless I try it, there's no way I can go to sleep. Reaching for a matchbox from one of the drawers, I then lit the candle. I watched as the flame flickered. I widened my brown eyes before vigorously rubbing them. I looked at the flame and knew I wasn't daydreaming. There was something odd about the color of the flame. Something impossible. It was lilac, my favorite color. I soon blew the flame out. Nothing happened at all.

I looked around to see any changes, only to find nothing. I sighed, "What a waste of time."

I got up to get to bed when I felt a strange pain squeezing my heart. I could barely breathe. I fell to the ground with a thud when I no longer felt my legs. Images went through my mind.

"What about you?" He asked as he turned to me.

"Name's Rose."

I screamed in pain, barely hearing my roommates banging on my door. I could feel as if my blood was boiling. I was starting to see red as the pain grew.

"Do you think I'm cursed?" I asked.

He looked at me confused, "You look pretty fine to me".

I sighed. This was never going to work. "It's just... Why am I here?"

I clawed at the floorboards as if it could take the pain away.

He looked at me, softly. I stared down at the ground.

"What are you talking about, Rose?"

He reached a hand to touch my cheek but I flinched away from him. I could no longer take this anymore.

"I'm not supposed to be here! None of this should have happen!"

I can't stand the pain. I couldn't understand these voices in my head. For a while the pain slowly went away but so did my senses.

"I don't want to change anything"

Everything went black

A/N: There! Done. Around 600+! It is a prologue so no wonder. Well, hope you like this story. Please Follow, Favorite and put a review on this.