Disclaimer: Everything you know belongs to the genius that is J.K.Rowling.
A/N: Just a speck of information I came up with!
"Once upon a time, not too long ago, two women, none aware of each other, but both united by the same bloodline, married and had a child, and only one child, each. These to witches, for that they were indeed, were the only ones left of Rowena Ravenclaws ancient line of heirs, separated over a period of almost a thousand years. But to the great sorrow of these two witches destiny had made it so that their sweet little kids, one girl and one boy, were squibs.
Disappointed by this, the two children set of on their journey into the world after finishing their muggle education. May times they were very close to brake all contact with their families, the magical gift just barely escaping their grasp were a huge sorrow to them, when destiny did it for them. The four parents died in an attack from dark wizards. But there was bound to be a stroke of happiness among all the darkness of this sorrow. The two squibs met at the memorial, and there the founding of their friendship and their love began.
Not too long after, they married and in a stroke of luck had six baby boys in one single pregnancy, though this gift also ruined their chance of ever having children again, even if they wanted to. But none of these boys were able to grasp the gift of magic, it escaped their grasp, as it had escaped their parents grasp all those years ago. And the line of Magic in Rowena Ravenclaws heirs seemed ended.
But finally destiny seemed willing to offer some good. The six brothers travelled the world, each choosing one continent. And at the age of twenty-three each brother returned home, each with a fiancée on the arm, one more beautiful than the other. The boys married their chosen brides, and one year later destiny struck again. One June sixth six girls came to the world, each born by six different women to six brothers. And from the day they were born the girls showed sign of their true inheritance.
Melanie was born first to the oldest of the six brothers. Her hair was golden like the sun, from her Australian mother, no doubt, but her skin were the pale and peachy of the English, and her eyes twinkled green like her fathers, a similar sign between all six girls and all six fathers.
Theresa was born number second to the second oldest brother, and her skin colour were the golden of the Latin American, and her hair the warm chocolate colour of the same continent.
Natasha was born as number three to the third brother, and had the pale skin of her father, but the striking black hair that seemed tinted with blue and the slightly tilted eyes of her mother of Chinese.
Annabel was born as number five to the fifth of the brothers, and had the sensual mix of African and English skin colour along with the brown hair of the African.
Liliana was the youngest girl born to the youngest of the brothers. Her hair was the fiery red of her gypsy mother, and the wild and sensual of the gypsies were also in her face, and, as her cousins, she had almond shaped eyes containing the sparkling green of her father.
The cousins grew in mind and body, in brain and beauty, and a month or so after their eleventh birthday they received an acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Their parents proudly sent them off to start their first year of magic education on September first, and with awe and amazement the five girls entered the school their great-great-great etc. grandmother founded all those years ago. But to the amazement of the entire school the hat had a very special announcement that year, a happening never before recorded in the history of Hogwarts. It didn't ask, it didn't plead, it simply announced, one after another, that these girls would begin their education in Ravenclaw and continue so to the end of their fourth year when they would be transferred to Griffindoy. It gave no further explanation, but the Headmaster did exactly what it had chosen."
And now it seems appropriate to include a speck of information about what happened to the heirs of the other lines.
The line of Helga Hufflepuff had been scattered, thinned out and ended in Scandinavia, save one who will bring many powerful people to the world.
Salazar Slytherins line of heirs had been mingled and ended in all lines but one, the one leading to one single person, a half-blood, Tom Riddle, who were also the sole reason of the ending of the other Slytherin lines. Leaving him as Salazar Slytherins only heir, with his family's blood staining his hands.
Godric Gryffindors blood also mingled, and showed true in many, but strongest of all lines were the one of the Potters, cursed centuries ago, causing them the ability to carry nothing but one son to each generation until the day Salazar Slytherins heir was defeated.
In 1996 Elaine Goodman (34) begin at Hogwarts as a Defence against the Dark Arts teacher. She meets Harry Potter, and he finds out she knew his parent, to some extent, as well.
She tells the tale:
"It all begins those thousand years ago when four powerful people founded a school, and it ends in their ancient bloodlines, and in you, Harry.
The line of Helga Hufflepuff is not in your blood, or at least not strong. The lines had been scattered, thinned out and ended in Scandinavia, save one who led to the ancient line of the Prewetts. Unfortunately, Salazar Slytherins heir, Voldemort, killed most of them. As he did with the rest of the other Slytherin lines, probably to win himself more strength, till he was the only one left, with the blood of his family staining his hands.
Godric Gryffindors line has not got untouched by Voldemort either. This you know Harry, because the one household were the Gryffindor line is strongest, is the one which has been beaten the hardest, the one which has only one living heir: you.
The Ravenclaw line leads to a story I know well, a story I learned in school a story of your mother, Harry.
Once upon a time, long ago, two women, none aware of each other, but both united by the same bloodline, each married and had a child, and only one child. These to witches, for that they were indeed, were the only ones left of Rowena Ravenclaws ancient line of heirs, separated over a period of almost a thousand years. But to the great sorrow of these two witches, Destiny had made it so that their sweet little kids, one had a girl and one had a boy, were squibs.
Disappointed by this, the two children set of on their journey into the world after finishing their muggle education. Many times they were very close to brake all contact with their parents, the magical gift just barely escaping their grasp were a huge sorrow to them. But they stayed in contact. When they married to their chosen and had one child each, they stayed in touch. When their children again married their chosen and had one child each they stayed in touch. And when the next generation married their chosen and had one child each they stayed in touch. And Destiny struck again. The line of Rowena had led to two young people, twenty years of age. Their parents were newly dead, their grandparents were dead, as with their great-grand parents. But then the four great great grandparents, who had by then reached the age of 120 were still alive.But not for long. Soon they died in an attack from dark wizards. But there was bound to be a stroke of happiness among all the darkness of this sorrow. The two descendants of the two squibs met at the memorial, and there the founding of their friendship and their love began.
Not too long after, they married and in a stroke of luck had five baby boys in one single pregnancy, though this gift also ruined their chance of ever having children again, would they want to. But none of these boys were able to grasp the gift of magic. It escaped their grasp, as it had with their parents, and their parents, and their parents and their parents, all those years ago. But it is said that magic never really left the family, as every single one of them earned their lives living by music, which is said to be great magic in it self. But to all the line of Magic in Rowena Ravenclaws heirs seemed ended.
But finally Destiny seemed willing to offer some good. The five brothers travelled the world, each choosing one continent. And at the age of twenty-three each brother returned home, each with a fiancée on the arm, one more beautiful than the other. The boys married their chosen brides, and one year later Destiny struck again. On June sixth five girls came to the world, each born by five different women to five brothers. And from the day they were born the girls showed sign of their true inheritance.
Melanie was born first to the oldest of the five brothers. Her hair was golden like the sun, from her Australian mother, no doubt, but her skin were the pale and peachy of the English, and her eyes twinkled green like her fathers, a similar sign between all five girls and all five fathers.
Theresa was born number second to the second oldest brother, and her skin colour were the golden of the Indian American, and her hair the warm chocolate colour of the same continent.
Natasha was born as number three to the third brother, and had the pale skin of her father, but the striking black hair that seemed tinted with blue and the slightly tilted eyes of her mother of China.
Annabel was born as number four to the fourth of the brothers, and had the sensual mix of African and English skin colour along with the brown hair of the African.
Liliana was the youngest girl born to the youngest of the brothers. Her hair was the fiery red of her gypsy mother, and the wild and sensual of the gypsies were also in her face, and, as her cousins, she had almond shaped eyes containing the sparkling green of her father.
The cousins grew in mind and body, in brain and beauty, and a month or so after their eleventh birthday they received an acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Their parents proudly sent them off to start their first year of magic education on September first, and with awe and amazement the five girls entered the school their great-great-great etc. grandmother had founded all those years ago. But to the amazement of the entire school the hat had a very special announcement that year, a happening never before recorded in the history of Hogwarts. It didn't ask, it didn't plead, it simply announced, one after another, that these girls would begin their education in Ravenclaw and continue to do so until the end of their fourth year when they would be transferred to Gryffindor. It gave no further explanation, but the Headmaster did exactly what it had chosen.
So is the story of the Evans Cousins, and so is the story of Ravenclaws blood. One after another the cousins were murdered by the hands of Voldemort, your mother was the last. And now that line lives only in you, and somewhat in your aunt and cousin, I should think.
However, all this began when Slytherin left Hogwarts a thousand years ago. He cursed them with his descendants, and on Gryffindor he put the hardest weight. His children and their children and their children until the day the Slytherin blood was ended, could only produce one child, a boy, per generation. And so it has been for a thousand years. And the lines of Gryffinfor, Ravneclaw, Hufflepuff and even Slytherin, have been hunted down and slaughtered. And now the lines only lie within ten people. In place of Slytherin, we now have Voldemort. In place of both Rowena and Godric you stand. And in place of Hufflepuff, we have Molly Prewett Weasley and her redheaded band of children. Whether you want to or not Harry, you and Voldemort are bound to be caught in a battle that has been simmering for a thousand years. And weather by your choice or not, there will be a Weasley in the middle, one who will be the critical drop that will make the goblet spill over. That Weasley will either lead to victory, or end the world as we know it!"