Hey guy! So this is my first fanfiction so please, please be kind and review. If you like the story tell me and if you dont tell me why so that I can maybe change it. Also this story isn't a Mary Sue, I just wanted to show a pure bloods view and how they get everything like Draco. If anyone has idea's let me know as well, I would love to hear them and put them in the story. So hope you like the story!

Chapter 1

The Letter

It was the warm summer air that woke Allira up that morning. It was earlier than usual but she couldn't stay under the covers in this heat. Pushing the soft blankets off with her legs, she scrambled off the bed and onto the floor, landing in a crouch. She got up from the ground and walked over to the large silver framed mirror. Her face was flushed from the weather and her dark chocolate brown hair was messy with bed hair. Scowling at her appearance she took a brush and untangled the bird's nest of her hair. After her hair fell down past her shoulders in soft waves she decided to take a bath. The heat was making her feel flushed and sweaty, something that didn't sit well for her.

Allira loved her bathroom with its marble floor and pool. Like most magical baths hers was pool size with all different kinds of taps. Steps lead into the water which was cold but not freezing. Once finished she changed into a purple singlet that ruffled out at the bottom and black three quarter jeans.

Ready, Allira walked down to the dining room. The mansion was the home to the Ashwood's, dating back hundreds of years. Nothing had changed really from that time; the furniture was antique with spells to stop rot and decay. The only thing really changed from her time was the carpet in some of the rooms and the colour of the walls.

There were two flights of stairs from her room to the floor level, which in itself was a workout, especially in this heat. When she touched down her mother was just coming from the dining room with the mail.

"Good morning Dear." She said while looking up from the letters.

"Morning mum." Allira replied back, before walking into the dinning room.

"Oh wait, you have a letter." Allira stopped in her tracks before running up to her mother and screaming.

"I got my letter, I got my letter!" She screeched as her mother laughed at her daughter's display of childish behaviour. Ripping open the envelope Allira unfolded the parchment.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Ashwood,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

Shoving the letter in her mother's face, she watched her expression, jumping up and down.

"Well, we will need to get your supplies and write an acceptance letter." Her mother said with a radiant smile. "And we will have to pick up a present for you to celebrate. Oh, I can't believe you're going off to Hogwarts already. Its seemed like yesterday when you performed your first accidental magic."

Her mother gave her a hug before going in to tell the house elf's that they were to have a special breakfast today. Unlike some wizard families, the house elf's that worked here were treated well. They loved the family and in return they were treated with respect. The new ones always cried for weeks at her behaviour, thanking her and telling her what a kind and gracious master she was. It made Allira uncomfortable but it she voiced her feelings they would go and punish themselves so she kept her mouth shut and didn't say anything.

Allira sat down at the end of the wooden table next to her mother, who was reading the paper. While she waited she reread the letter and book list. She couldn't believe that she was finally going to Hogwarts. She had waited so long and now it had just snuck up behind her.

It didn't take long for the elf's to cook breakfast in such a small amount of time. Allira guessed that they used magic to help them out. Plates of different food appeared, French toast, bacon, sausages, ham, egg, both scrambled and fried, pancakes, waffles and anything else that they could think of. Allira served herself pancakes with golden syrup and then made a bacon sandwich. She wasn't really lady like when it came to eating at home; her mother had given up so long as she used her manners when around others. At home she didn't care about getting syrup on her cloths because the only one to see was her mother but it would be embarrassing if that happened around people.

"Mum, when can we go to diagon ally?" Allira asked, excitement laced in her voice.

"Well I don't know. Maybe next week some time. I'll need time to get your present as well. So I'll clear Friday."

"Thanks. What time do you get back today?" She asked.

"I should be home at around two, maybe three." Her mother said before going into the lounge room where the fire place was. Allira said goodbye before making her way to the third floor where the library was. As the oldest wizarding families the Ashwood's library was home to thousands of books with hundreds of subjects. Allira knew she could find something to read that would be useful for her time at Hogwarts.

The library took up half of the third floor with her room, bathroom, study and another lounge room. No one used the lounge room so Allira used it as her own.

As she opened the thick wooden door to the room she smiled. She had always loved to read especially about animals, both muggle and magical, spells and novels. Allira went over to the spells section which held hundreds of spells on defence, offense, healing, charms and transfiguration. Some were old text books from her mother's time, which is where Allira started. She grabbed the wooden stood from across the room and used it to grab the higher books. She had a total of six books, all of which would be useful in her first year of Hogwarts. She didn't want to seem like a nerd but why wouldn't she start writing down the spells that she could learn, it wasn't like she couldn't. And she thought it was pretty stupid to only rely of the spells taught in class. Aurora's didn't, they studied all different kinds of spells to help in their work.

Allira couldn't wait to start learning magic and once she brought her wand she could start learning the spells that she was going to write down. Because the Ashwoods were an ancient and noble house they had protection spells placed around the area to prevent anyone from finding the house and magic that was used. Most ancient pureblood families had these spells but never told their children about how they could use magic and not get caught but then most didn't want their children using magic when they were underage. Her mother was the exception, she would have loved to practise magic at home and learn more but because she didn't know she couldn't. Now though she expected Allira to practise both at school and at home. Allira loved her mother for this; it was like an early birthday present. But her mother wanted her to take it seriously and learn all she could to become stronger. Allira didn't question it as her mother was a seer. It wasn't known to the public but Laurel Ashwood was the strongest seer since Abigail Trelawney.

Moving on to the lounge room with her books she put them down on the coffee table in the middle of the room and went back into her room for some parchment and a quill. The self inking quill would come in handy. She had never used the beautiful quill with the golden eagle feather but now seemed like as good a time as any.

The first book she went through was called "Easy Useful Spells" by Harriet Sharphorn. The book had many spells that she noted down including a spell to stop wrinkles in cloths, untangle hair, unlock doors, change the colour of cloths and a tripping charm. All were easy enough but she also wanted some shielding charms and defensive spells.

Continuing on to the next book she found a couple that she could try. The book was for first year students in defence so it was very useful. She decided to add a couple to her list and keep the book for later.

After an hour of looking through each book she decided to stop. Allira had two pages of parchment with each spell and how to use it. These were just the ones she wanted to start off with. Pages in some of the books had been marked with other spells that she would practice on later.

For the rest of the week Allira sorted through books, adding some too her list and marking pages. This went on until she had ten pages. Maybe she was getting obsessed but so what, she was excited.

There was also the fact that as an Ashwood her magic would be different. It was said that their line was connected to Merlins, the first wizard. He was the strongest magic user known in the world and had powers that were passed down through blood. Most people didn't realise how true this was. Her mother was a Seer when no one else in the family had been recorded as one and that gift was passed down through blood and her grandfather was a shape shifter, able to turn into any animal that he wanted to, this was also an unusual power. But Merlin had the greatest power of all; he could actually gather magic from the air and life around him and use it in different ways. Her family had an ancient book that was locked up and protected which gave details on this power, like how he made a shield from pure magic that protected him from all spells caste at him, he could also use it to shimmer which was like apparating but without any limits.

It was now the afternoon before Allira and her mother were going to Diagon Ally when she decided to grab something to eat from the kitchens. Making her way down her thoughts wandered to her stay at Hogwarts. She had always lived in the Ashwood family mansion and didn't know how she would feel staying at a school where she didn't know anyone or her way around. She had been so excited about going that she forgot about the other side of it. The weight of going was pressing on her, she was scared. What if she didn't make any friends, what if she failed everything and was sent home.

The thoughts were silly but they were still there. Allira knew she would do well, it was in her blood. Her insecurities were taking over and a sinking feeling made her heart thump faster than normal. She could imagine herself sitting alone in her dorm where everyone else was sitting with friends, having fun.

She walked into the kitchen with a frown on her pale face. The head elf, Blinky came up to her with a smile on his small face.

"Can Blinky be getting Master Lira anything to eats?" The house elf cried in excitement.

"Yes please. Could I have a bottle of butterbeer and a slice of whatever you've baked today?" Allira asked politely before waiting in the dining room.

Sitting down she noticed the new flowers had been placed on the table. There was a vase filled with white roses and light pink ones, apparently her mother had gotten bored, again. Her mother was very artistic and loved to redecorate in her spare time. Each room was different from the next; though she kept all the furniture the same she changed the colours and layout of the room.

She had even redecorated Allira's room this year. The walls were painted in a light shade of blue, to match her eyes her mother said, which went well with the dark wooden furniture. There was also the silver mirror and hair brush set that she had received for her 10th birthday. Her carpet was a light silvery grey colour that matched her curtains. Her bed sheets were a dark blue with silver lines going through them with the same pillows. This was also a surprise for Allira; her mother had made her sleep in another room for a week before she was finished.

Picking up the silver fork she noticed that it was as shiny as ever. There still weren't any marks or scratches, it wasn't even a little bent. Once she had bent her spoon just to see if the house elves would see it and the next day she had found that yes, indeed they had found it. It was prefect again with no sign that she had ever bent it. It fact she had never seen the house dirty, that was how good the elf's were.

Allira didn't wait long before a glass of butterbeer and a plate with a large piece of chocolate cake appeared in front of her. She almost drooled at the site. Nothing was better to help with the nerves than chocolate and butterbeer. It only took her a couple of minutes to finish the treat, her plate clear with no crumbles.

Now that she had something sweet to eat she felt much better, lighter almost and she remembered that she was excited about Hogwarts.

Running up to her room with new energy (wherever did it come from) Allira flopped onto her bed with a smile. Tomorrow she was going to Diagon Ally. She had been there before but it wasn't the same when you were going to buy your wand or potions ingredients. And then there was her mother's surprise for her. She didn't know what it was but she thought that it might be an owl or cat. Her mother had had a cat when she was at school so it figured that she would be getting one. But if not she knew her mother was getting her something great, you could tell by the way she jumped around the house when Allira mentioned it.

Her mother was the best, Allira couldn't ask for anything to change between them. Since her father had died when she was a toddler Laurel had taken over completely, giving her anything she wanted, teaching her to read and write and telling her stories about Hogwarts and magic. When she was sad her mother always comforted her, when she was happy it was because her mother had done something to make her smile and when she was scared her mother was there to hug her and tell her that the monsters weren't real. She might not always be around the house but Allira knew that she could count on her mother to be there when she needed her.

Working at the Ministry, her mother had a seat on the wizengamot which required her to be there. Because of this she mother worked four days a week. They didn't need the money but the position was high and granted the family power inside the ministry. Allira didn't know why they would need power inside the ministry but if her mother thought it would be useful than who was she to argue.

As her thoughts circled around her head her door opened to reveal her mother. Looking at her she could see where she got her looks from. They had the same pale skin and light blue eyes while Allira had her father's dark chocolate coloured hair. Sometimes she wished she had her mother's dark golden locks that could be on the cover of a shampoo bottle but her mother always told her that she had beautiful hair and that it didn't matter if it was blonde brown or green.

"Allira, I was thinking of making a cake for desert. Did you want to help?" Her mother asked with a pleading look.

Allira laughed, her mother loved to bake but she just couldn't get it right. Even when she followed the recipe to the point something always went wrong. She was better at baking and helped her mother out but it was more for the entertainment than the pleasure of cooking.

"Sure thing Mum. We wouldn't want the house elves having any spare time for the day." Allira said jokingly to her.

Her mother mock glared at her, "Well then, you better hurry up because I think they finished cleaning."

Allira ran after her mother, leaping off the bed. She caught up to her mother at the stairs before running ahead shouting, "I get to pick the cake!"

Her mother laughed before realising that Allira's chooses were most of the time very difficult recipes with at least ten different steps.

"Nope, my idea, my recipe." Her mother called back from the stairs. Allira grinned, looking back at her mother.

"Nope, I'm the one that's going to be doing all the work so I get to pick." She concluded with a nod.

"You know sometimes I think something went wrong with my pregnancy." Her mother said sadly as she walked past. Allira stoped and spluttered.

"Hey! That's not very nice Mum. Besides if I'm messed up than it heredity."

Now it was her mother's turn to stop and splutter while Allira ran into the kitchen, looking for the recipe books.

Since they couldn't stop arguing on who would pick the recipe they decided to pick one together, making a caramel cheese cake. It took two hours for them to make the base and filling, with two attempts mixed with wrong ingredients thanks to her mother. Once it was finished it did actually look alright and the house elf's praised them on their magnificent cake. By the time they were finished they were also covered it flour or for some reason pepper and had to take showers before they got ready for dinner.

Like usual dinner was delicious, the elf's cooked roost pork with gravy, peas, corn, baked potato, sweet potato, carrot and pumpkin. Allira hoped that they cooked extra for themselves but she didn't think so.

After dinner came the caramel cheesecake. Her mother took a small piece, scared of the taste while Allira waited to see her reaction before taking any. Scooping up a small amount onto her fork, her mother took one hesitate bite before smiling and swallowing the cake.

Seeing that their experiment was a success Allira helped herself to a piece.

That night while under her covers Allira had a smile on her face. Everything was perfect at the moment and she didn't want anything to change.