Prologue
The day that the first Darcy child was conceived, Ann and Leander knew that the child would be born special. He would be born of a muggle and a wizard, what the wizarding world would call a half-blood.
The same went for the rest of the children that they would conceive in the future, they planned on many children, Ann wanted to give the children a life she never had, a life when magic.
It was a warm winter day when their first child was sent a letter, not just any letter, a letter proving to the family that their child was indeed special. It was their Hogwarts letter.
Leander took the first child, Peter, around all of his favorite spots to be in the wizarding world when he was a child.
And on September first, the couple took their little eleven year old boy to the train station. This would be where they would say goodbye for and year while there kid spent time at a school for teaching children magic.
This system continued until their fifth child turned eleven, confused when the family didn't receive a letter for the girl, they assumed they she wasn't magic, she was what the magical world would call a squib. A child born of a magical parent that doesn't have magic, a wizard born muggle.
Distraught, the family decided upon not having any more children. They didn't want any other kids feeling the way Jessica did, when she did not receive her letter like the children before her.
But alas their plan did not last for all that long, the sixth child was born -they called her Vivienne.
Unlike her sister before her, she was born a witch.
Somewhere in the back of Ann and Leander's mind, they knew just like the others before her that she would be special. They just didn't know how special.
The day she received her letter, the family of six were shocked. Ann had thought that they could not have another wizard. Ann, being a muggle never really understood how conceiving a wizard worked, she had thought that she had already fulfilled the possible amount.
The whole family hugged and cried for the eleven year old, who would be attending Hogwarts in the fall.
In the back of the little girls head, she didn't feel right about attending Hogwarts. Her brothers had told her about the wonderful feeling they each got before attending their first day. The excitement that built up in their hearts, but Vivienne didn't quite get this, sure she was excited, but in the back of her mind she felt that she'd be different. She was.
All throughout Vivienne's childhood she had been different than her brothers and sister. They were all clear Hufflepuffs. They loved, cared, and acted like a Hufflepuff. But Vivienne couldn't seem to pick a house for her particular personality. She was kind, she was mischievous, smart, and ambitious.
So when she entered Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she had no idea what to expect.
Vivienne looked like all the other first years that surrounded her. Fear composed on their faces. Every one of them feared being put in a house where they didn't belong. Many of the pure bloods had a gut feeling about what house they were sorted in. The half bloods had a lesser idea, but still an idea. It was simple to assume that the would be sorted into whatever house their parent had been sorted into.
A graceful, strict looking old woman lead them into a large room. Gasping the first years looked around the room, the ceiling was most attractive to the young crowd.
"Gather around." The women said holding a long list in her hands, names covering the parchment.
Vivienne had heard what Hogwarts had looked like from her brothers, but her imagination didn't do justice to what the hall had actually looked like.
Speaking of her brothers, her eyes glanced over to the where her brothers, Finn and Lane where sitting, staring intently at the her, eyes gleaming. A rush of excitement washed over, prompting her to wave at the older boys.
"Andromeda Black!" The lady spoke after a couple of seconds, all heads in the great hall whipped up to the short girl walking up to where the sorting hat was placed on a stool. The ratty hat was placed on top of her busy, unruly, curly hair. Her face contorted into fear, Finn had told Vivienne that the hat spoke to you in your ear, the poor girl looked uncomfortable at the fact.
"SLYTHERIN!" The hat yelled.
"Sirius Black!" The name repetition had gained even more curiosity. Sirius looked a bit like the young girl. He had long, straightened, black hair that fit well with his boyish looks. Vivienne thought he was rather attractive and according to the other swooning girls, she wasn't the only one.
The boy smugly walked up to the hat, without waiting for the lady to set the hat on his head, he grabbed it and placed it on his own.
The hat didn't even have to wait a second before bursting out the word Gryffindor. The girl Andromeda looked worried about his sorting, perhaps they wanted to be together.
Many others were sorted, until it was Vivienne's turn.
"Vivienne Darcy." The lady whom the students figured as Professor Mcgonagall, spoke.
By the time her sorting had come, the students seemed agitated and disinterested, but she could count on two people to scream in excitement when she was sorted.
"Ah a challenge. I love challenges." The hat had muttered in her ears, she now understood Andromeda's discomfort. "Right then, bravery is active in your art. Intelligence, I see then." He said things that Vivienne had already known.
"AH now this is interesting, ambitious and cunning."
"The name, Darcy, familiar one is it?" Vivienne nodded her head, there had been four before her. "Hufflepuffs I believe."
The hat waited a second pondering her future house, when he muttered the word out loud to the great hall.
"Slytherin!" The Slytherin house stood and cheered, violently clapping their hands.
Vivienne quickly ran over to her assigned house, glancing over at her brothers. A sickening feeling ruptured in her stomach, they looked disappointed.
Disappointed because she wasn't a Hufflepuff like her family, she was what the rest of the school would call a rotten, no good, slimy snake, Slytherin.