Chapter One; Prologue
Rose Murphy sat beside her grieving parents as the coffin was slowly lowered into the ground by the minister, tears streaming down her face silently. Her crystal blue eyes staring at the beauitful ordained casket for the last time. Her mother was sobbing into the shoulder of her father beside her, his arm wrapped around his wife while his hand was stroking her hair. His face held strong but no one could mistake the glisten in his eyes for anything but the death of his youngest daughter, Briana.
She had been sick.
Very sick.
Her death should not have been a surprise since it was a long time coming but it still hit the family hard. The Murphy's originated from Ireland yet the family had moved to Bulgaria so the girls could attend Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry opposed to Hogwarts. It was important for Helga that her daughters knew how to protect themselves, her having been a Durmstrang graduate herself many years ago knew of the regimented schooling and defence training that were included in the school's curiculum.
As the girls began their fifth year at the cold school, Briana had wandered into the surrounding mountains on a walk to clear her head and went missing for over a week. When she was found she had frostbite eating away at her skin and immense pain originating in her chest. Once the nurses were able to cure her of the frostbite, they were not able to find anything that caused the pain whether it be a curse or new illness, no one could tell what was causing this pain. Over the year it got worse and worse reaching unbearable points. Then it just disappeared altogether, only coming back spardicaly but bed ridding the young witch each time.
Then, all of a sudden she was dead. The girls mother walked in one morning into the study where the girls spent most of their days, only to find Briana laying on the floor in a crumbled heap not breathing. The death was investigated quickly and quietly only to discover her heart had stopped beating.
Just like that, the Murphy's world had been turned upside down. Their happy family of four cut down to three in the manner of a seconds.
