She had always known about magic. Ever since she was born, she knew she was destined to attend Hogwarts School and study everything related to the wizarding world. Her parents were deeply attached to wizarding traditions and way of life, so she had grown up surrounded by it all and already knew a great deal about magic without ever having set foot in that world. Her brother and her. Despite being the same age, they were nothing alike, aside from their hair color. Their hair was dark brown, a color well known within their family. Her brother and she had completely different personalities. He was far more sociable, rough, and troublesome than she was. But none of that stopped them from getting along. Quite the opposite, actually. They were fiercely protective of one another, bound together like best friends. And to tell you a little more about this young girl’s family: they came from a long line of pure-bloods, every single one sorted into Gryffindor. Yes, despite what one might assume, this family was deeply devoted to the house of lions. And like the rest of their ancestors, the brunette and her brother had never once questioned the fact that they would belong there too. They had never truly considered any alternative to the red and gold house — to them, it was obvious. However, she never could have imagined just how drastically her life would change once she arrived there. Everything she believed in would soon come crashing down. Her first two years would be the hardest, but the two that followed would become the loneliest she had ever experienced. I am Arya Rayes, daughter of the great Rayes family. A pure-blood lineage and Gryffindors from generation to generation.