There once was a family whose faces were as pure as gold but their hearts were at black as coal. Atop of her "tower" laid a young lady, well that of course depends on how you defy young, 15-year-old Druella Rosier. Duella came well you could say different sort of wizarding family. You see it was 1943 and her whole family was still wearing bonnets, corsets, and high pants, this is because her family was ancient the Rosier family went all the way back to 1725.

Druella had stepped away from her window after watching the snowflakes one different than the other she thought silently. Druella slipped off her nightgown and buckled her corset, "Ceiley! Come up here and help me please!" a younger girl perhaps the age of 11 walked into her sister's room already fully dressed in her small brown curls bounced as she walked towards Druella "of course sister." Druella turned around and ceiley laced her corset properly.

Druella then put together a long purple dress "come downstairs sissy! Mummy wants us down for breakfast!" celiley ran downstairs followed close behind by Druella. Irma Rosier Druella's mother had a cold stern look in her eyes but..it was nothing new, if you saw Irma walking down the street and she even glanced at you would feel a scary shock run through your body, druella, and celiley say down next to their brother, Edmund they both sat down said a prayer and started to eat.

Everything was silent until a know quickly interrupted the silence bertrad rosier stood up patted his mouth with a napkin and walked over to the door and to his surprise a dashing young man entered the doorway "good evening Mr rosier" the young man said in a dashing tone.