A/N: This is a joint story between me and a good friend of mine who is not on FanFic. We do not own any of the Characters created by JK Rowling. But we do own the Characters of our own creation.
Prologue:
"Family. What is family to you all? But of course, it would be your mothers or your fathers, brothers and sisters alike. But some people are not as fortunate as you all; others are left to create their own families, and do so with an excellence and love that can only be admired.
"Today, I ask for you all to look about. Study each other's faces; learn of each other's preferences- become familiar with those around you. For these people you sit with today will become your greatest allies.
"I am Albus Dumbledore, and I have brought you seven- from all reaches of the world –to tell you a deep secret that only you are to know of. A secret that is yours to explore, yours to discover.
"There is much about magic that has yet to be noticed- certain factions that hadn't thus far been looked upon. And you all- plus two others –fashion one of those groups. You all are very gifted in your own way. One of you holds power over fire, while evading another's power of water. One of you will be in control of the earth, and another with wood, and yet another with air. One of you will have the command of metal to your whim, and two will manage the light and the dark respectively; and the last of you will hold life at your fingertips.
"I know that this is a lot to take in, but understand; you nine will determine destiny, and control other's fate. You nine have the power of the world in your hands. Please, take it gently, and don't loose sight of who you are now. Remember; understanding is the first step into acceptance.
"Now, it would do you well, I think, to exchange phone numbers and addresses and the like, and keep in touch. I will see you all soon, I think.
"Good day." And with that, he disappeared, leaving behind seven slips of paper with his address scribed upon it.
"Well, that was interesting…" one girl said, trying to break the awkward silence. She rolled her eyes and pulled back her paled yellow hair into a knot and looked about her. It was true- there were only seven of them sitting there.
"I'm Connor McNealy- from Ireland." He shook a hand through his black hair as he surveyed their situation as well.
"Scotland," the first girl said with a smile, "Brooke Hennesy."
"Kristyn Beckett- London," she said as she fiddled with her silver hoop-charm on her necklace. She flipped her hair to the right. "Who are you," she asked the boy next to her. He looked at her with scared hazel eyes.
"Jeremy Letofsky- south side of Germany." Kristyn smiled at him.
"Um, I'm Kaida Wolff- America… and I'm assuming you're American too," She said to the red-headed boy to her left. He looked at her stunned.
"And what would have you come to that conclusion?"
"You're wearing a Hollister hoodie- and in all of the years I've shopped in England, I've never once found a Hollister store," she said, curling her long brown hair behind her ears.
"How very astute of you. I'm Aiden Thompson- Maine. And you pretty lady are?" he said, bringing the petite girl to his left into the introductions. She shyly tucked in a stray piece of her hair back into her black braid, and looked into every one's eyes before she spoke.
"Noel Kissinger- south east France. Pleased to meet you all." Kaida looked to her over Aiden.
"Likewise!" she said, finishing with a giggle. They all smiled brightly at each other. "So, who do you all think is who? Like, element wise, I guess…"
"Good topic, but before we get into that, what do you all say to some food? This isn't a pub for nothing!" Connor said confidently with a chuckle. "Hey, can we get a waiter over here?" he shouted towards the bar, reaching up his hand to get some attention.