Chapter 1 - The Raven haired girl.
Within the confines of a muggle orphanage - inhabits a very special witch.
Darcy Smith. Unbeknownst to her, holds the key to her greatest desires. She has never had a family, the only information she beholds of her past is one of which states in her personal file; the only possession she holds as her own.
Her personal file reads:
Full Name: Darcy Smith
D.O.B: 25th December 1994
Previous Address: UNKNOWN.
Mother: UNKNOWN.
Father: UNKNOWN.
Next of kin: UNKNOWN.
Location found: St Mary's Church.
Description of child: A newborn baby found swaddled in a blanket, left with a note which simply read 'Darcy' and a
single white rose. She was close to death with hypothermia, umbilical cord had been severed - she was left on the front
step of the church, possibly in the early hours of the morning. The baby was discovered on Christmas
morning by a parishioner.
Current Address: St Mary's Orphanage, London.
Darcy had read that document more than a thousand times since she had acquired it, by means of deceit no less, but she didn't care, she had nothing to lose. However it wasn't enough, she needed to know more. 'Why was I left with a white rose? What does it symbolize? Who is my mother and father? Why did they leave me here alone?'
On Darcy's 11th birthday she promised herself she would not stop until she found the answers she was looking for. Living in an orphanage with 40 other girls is undeniably difficult. Darcy is a very quiet girl - an introvert would be the correct assumption. She has very dark long black raven hair, an unduly slender frame - far too slender for a girl of her stature and age. She has blazing blue eyes set on a well sculpted pixie-like face, her mandible is short and fine, her nose is slender and ever so mildly hooked - but in proportion to her other features. She was unaware of how beautiful she was. Although growing up with very few people she could call her friends and an introverted lifestyle - It was hardly surprising.
She knew she was different somehow. She could do things the other girls couldn't - She recalled a time when one of the orphans- Scarlet, had tried to steal her lunch. Upset- Darcy tried to hold her emotions in, but she was just so fed up of being bullied and the feeling of despair, she allowed herself to let the anger and hurt get the better of her- unfortunately for Scarlet she was left with a pig's nose and tail.
As frightened as Darcy was at what the hell had just happened, it had the preferred effect - She was left alone. Darcy found it hard to make friends, but when she did they were taken away from her - Fostered or Adopted. In the 11 years Darcy lived at the orphanage, no prospective family ever looked her way. When she was younger she always wanted to be picked, she would wear her prettiest dress, Well whatever she could find in the orphanages lost and found, but after years of trying she was never chosen. Over time Darcy learnt she mustn't be worthy of love. She thought maybe that's why she was abandoned and left for dead.
In the past year Darcy had become more and more subdued and depressed. Then one day there was a letter..