It was raining out on the moors, not an uncommon occurrence, but it was depressing just the same. There were some, few to be specific, and a handful to be more specific than that, that enjoyed the rain. The Firewater family was part of that few.
A clan of about a dozen, they were the last of their kind. They weren't the last magic folk, goodness no. They were the last pure-blood magic family in all of England, Europe, and even the world. Well, pure-blood meaning the purest of the pure.True, it is amazingly rare they married their cousins and such throughout the Dark Ages and onwards. They had a unique family, and all of them were different; they liked it like that.
What was probably most boastful about the Firewater clan is that since they were so incredibly pure-blooded, they were related to some of the most famous witches and wizards of all time. For instance, King Arthur of Brittany was one of the family's ancestors. Arthur's mother also happened to be Morgan le Fay's, and not to mention Merlin's second niece. The Firewater family could (and some would) trace their family back to the first magicians.
As it was stated before, the family was an odd one. Almost none of the family looked alike. Mr. and Mrs. Firewater were tolerant of Muggles and Muggleborns but her sister was not. The Firewater's daughters were the pride and joy of their family. There was Aliena and Caroline. Aliena was the elder, at sixteen she was in her sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Caroline also attended Hogwarts, but she was in her fourth year.
Aliena was the star of the family with long, curly blonde hair and a dazzling smile. She was intelligent, yes, but not nearly as much as Caroline. Aliena loved her sister very, very much and would do absolutely anything for her. Caroline was different, pretty in aorginal way. She loved her sister as well, but happened to be the leader in things. Aliena always followed, and that my friends, is how this story begins.