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Dorian had a pretty good childhood starting out. He had a father who taught him how to fish, play sports and ride a broom. Since the day he was born his parents had been doing magic around him and teaching him about the magicking world. Probably a good thing, because when life became rougher it was the magic that helped get him through it.

It started with a surprise visit from one of his father's old girlfriends, with an eleven year old in tow, Korina Devereux; his half sister. This was because she had started showing signs of having magic and her mother had no idea what to do with her anymore.

The revelation of her husband having fathered a child before and not telling her{even though he hadn't known himself}, was a bit too much for Dorian's mother to take. She became enraged and began to become unhinged emotionally.

Dorian was rather frightened at the rapid change in his mother's mental health, he himself became despondent and withdrawn for awhile there. When Dorian's father realized this he had to make the difficult choice of placing his wife in a magical hospice that could see to the care of his wife so he could give his son more attention.

With everything going on and the expense it took to pay for where his wife was staying; Sebastien sold his family manor in New Orleans and moved his son and daughter to England so they'd be closer to the magic school and magicking world. It took a rather rough year and a half before everyone settled down and Dorian returned to his normal mental health.

In the past several years, Dorian and Korina have gotten closer to each other, though Dorian still blames her for the mental break his mother suffered. Sebastien has no clue what's going on half the time and tends to suffer by throwing parties and distracting himself with other women. He has no idea the affect this is having on his son, or that Dorian is starting to take on some of his own characteristics.

Having been betrothed from a very young age, Egan and Jeanette were married a year after Jeanette graduated from Beauxbaton. For the next several years the pair of them worked at becoming one of the most elite couples in British Society. Finally after three years of being socialites and building up enough contacts they decided to start a family. It took another year before they were blessed with their first child, a son who they named Elias after Egan's great grandfather.

While they were greatly pleased by his fair looks and his brilliant green-blue eyes, they really weren't the doting sort. They hired a nurse, nanny, and tutors to teach and raise their son while they once more went back into the limelight of society parties.

Jeanette and Egan had never planned on having any other children and were rather stunned when Jeanette became pregnant again when Elias was three and a half years old. Jane came into the world 7 months later, a premature baby weighing a mere 6 pounds. Despite Jeanette and Egan's non-nurturing nature, they were fearful that their daughter might not live long. They went to all sorts of experts, wizard and witch doctors as well as muggle doctors to ensure she survived.

It was a long and arduous struggle to get her healthy and caught up to where she should be. By the time she was two, she was perfectly healthy, albeit somewhat frail. This caused her parents quite a bit of worry, and nervous about touching her as they didn't want to hurt her. She tended to bruise quite easily. To ensure that she get the best that she needed, her parents hired experienced nurses and a doctor to be at the house whenever she might need one.

Despite their emotional withdrawal, they went out of their way to spoil her in whatever way they could. Anything she asked for she got. She never really had to wait or want for a thing. This was probably not the best thing to do in the long run, as she already felt slighted by not getting any physical touch from them or any loving words. She pretty much took what they gave and demanded more.

Bye the time Jane was 5, she pretty much dictated a lot in the Household and anyone that didn't do as she demanded didn't stay long in the Elder's employment. It was around this time that Jane became immensely jealous of her brother Elias. He had just turned 11 and had received his letter to Hogwarts and had been learning a few spells from his father. In her eyes he was the favored child, as they were always giving him attention and physical love albeit limited. They were never really all that affectionate, though to Jane a simple touch on the shoulder was like a hug.

Finally at age 6 she was given the opportunity to start learning and she dove into it with enthusiasm. She strove with every fiber of her being to do better than her brother so she could gain acceptance from her parents. They marveled at her skills and her appetite for learning and hired the best teachers for her.

The only problem with this, is that she never really learned how to interact with other kids her age and has always looked down at those who don't have the same hunger for learning. She's excelled in many things; the arts, history, languages, math, and of course Literature. She's always had a thing for old literature and of course Poe's works. Her private professor when she was ten introduced her to the world of dark macabre works and her love has only grown for it.

She's become a rather creepy child and loves to pull nasty pranks on the household servants and House elves. No one has ever complained, or even punished her for it, which has only made her bolder and much more mean.
It was to a great relief of the staff, and much celebration of her family when she received her letter to Hogwarts on her 11th birthday.

She really doesn't have any sort of relationship with her parents, though she often wishes she did. They tend to spend all their time partying and going to social functions and leave her home alone a lot. Or under the supervision of their employees. Much to her annoyance they shower her older brother with a lot of attention and favor.

The only time she's spent with them was on her 11th birthday and that was only to celebrate her acceptance letter to Hogwarts. They took her out to a fancy lunch at a super exclusive restaurant and bought her an entire new wardrobe as well. In the middle of the shopping expedition they ran into some friends of theirs who reminded them there was a party that night that they had rsvped to go to. Much to Jane's annoyance, they shoved her off on her older brother and went about getting what they'd need for the party.

This was the opportunity her brother was looking for, and he whisked her off to take her to Diagon Alley to get her a special present. When Jane entered the familiar shop she was super excited and forgot all about being pushed away by her parents and looked every animal over at least five times. She finally settled on a gorgeous snake which immediately wrapped it's self around her neck and settled in for the trip home.

She's starting to slowly get over her jealousy of him and actually attempt to begin a real relationship with him. Which is a good thing, as he is more than likely to be in charge of her once he becomes an adult.

Unlike the other first years milling around in the main hall waiting to get sorted and placed into a House, Jane already knew which House she'd get into. It was actually pretty easy to figure out since everyone in the Elder family line had been sorted into Slytherin for as long as anyone could remember.

Well there had been that one odd great great great aunt that had been placed into Ravenclaw, but that had been ages ago. That had been rather disappointing, but somewhat forgiveable. If it had been another house she probably would have been disinherited and exiled from her family home. It had come in rather handy later on when she had helped her father with tripling the family coffers.

Jane tried not to appear impatient but it was hard to keep her foot from tapping against the marble floor. Why did it have to take so long? Why didn't they have more than one hat? The sorting could have gotten done so much faster if there were ten hats instead of one.

She crossed her arms over her chest and bit on her bottom lip and tried to still her foot. She huffed out a sigh as the hat called out another person's name and then placed them into Gryffindor. She rolled her eyes and glared over at the boisterous table that was clapping and screaming in excitement. Why did they have to be so loud?

"Jane Victoria Elder!" Called out the tall teacher holding a long parchment in her hands and glanced around the milling students.

"Right here," Jane murmured and slowly made her way up to the dais and took a seat on the stool. The sorting hat was lowered onto her head, and a faint musky smell wafted around her. She wrinkled her nose at the unappealing smell and felt a sneeze coming on. "Ugh," She murmured, covering her nose with her hand and sneezing quietly. "Do they ever wash you? I sure hope they do." She hid the disgusted look on her face behind her hand so other people couldn't see it.

"My my, what a mind you have. You could do well in Ravenclaw, but no. You've got more of a ruthless nature. I think Slytherin would suit you more." the hat spoke in a old scratchy tone. "SLYTHERIN!" Then in a much more discreet tone he shot back at her, "Oh I shall make sure they wash me after I've touched your head."

Felix met Iria when he went on a trip to Portugal after he finished his last year of Hogwarts. he fell head over heels for the lovely fiery portuguese lady. It took him awhile to convince the portuguese witch that he was worth her time. After a two year courtship, she finally consented in marrying him. But only after he promised that he would allow her brother to move with them.

Felix was happy to do so, so when his job took him to France, he moved her and her brother Richard to France. It was there that Richard met the woman that became his wife.

Hollis was born while they were living in France, and both her parents were a bit disappointed when she never showed signs of magic. They never told her this though, and were careful not to bring it up around her. Because of their daughter being a squib, they were careful not to do too much magic around her. Though they couldn't really keep it secret from her.

When Trevor arrived a few years later, they were overjoyed and excited to see if he would inherit magic. It wasn't that hard to see that he would, what with his hair being such a brilliant blue color. His father had purple hair, though he was always dying it darker so people wouldn't notice.

Trevor has since tried to change his hair color, but to no avail. Any sort of spell or dye doesn't really last long on his hair, much to his annoyance. He's starting to like the color however.

Felix relocated both families to London when he got a job opportunity there, working for a muggle airline. He found a nice duplex house so the families could be close but have their own space. Later that year in October, Jacques received his letter to Hogwarts and was rather stunned to learn that he had magic. Felix took him and his own son aside and started teaching them about the magicking world and Hogwarts.

When Trevor's Hogwart's letter arrived on his birthday the following January, he was ecstatic about it and wanted to tell the whole world. Somehow he managed to keep his lips sealed about it, with the help of Jacques of course. It helped that they could talk about it with one another.

Closer to when school began, Felix took both the boys on a trip to Diagon Alley to help them get their supplies. Being exposed to that small part of the magicking world convinced Trevor that this was the life for him. He never wanted to go back to living life as a muggle. He embraced magic as fully as he could.

Trevor stood to the side of the hall, leaning on a large stone column twisting the stud in his right ear slowly in a circle. He watched as his cousin was sorted into the Gryffindor house and couldn't help but smile. He could see Jacques was looking around for him and snickered. How could he miss him? After all Trevor was quite noticeable with his bright blue hair.

He caught some curious stares from the other first years and curled up one lip and sneered at them. Most of them looked away with frightened looks on their faces. Trevor couldn't help but let loose a low laugh. Some kids were just too easy to scare. There were a few that just rolled their eyes at him and then glanced away. Those would be the kids he'd want to become friends with he figured. They might not be easy to impress, but the cool kids never were.

Trevor looked up in surprise when he heard his name. Surely they hadn't gotten through all the other nymes already? Or maybe they weren't doing it alphabetically like he thought they would.

"Trevor Studwick, we're waiting." the professor said again in a loud voice, causing the rest of the other kids to laugh or snicker.

This time it was his turn to roll his eyes at them. He tossled his hair a bit with his left hand and then made his way through the other kids up to the sorting hat. He glanced at the stool and then at the professor. "If you don't mind I'd prefer to stand."

The professor just hmphed and placed the hat on his head. The hat was barely on his head for more than a second when it started talking to him. "hmm..a daredevil you are eh? You could do well in Gryffindor with your cousin. But no, you've got a deep hunger and ambition towards power, I think SLYTHERIN!"

Trevor couldn't help but break out in a wide grin. He was so stoked and excited to get the House he had been wanting. He pounded down the stairs and shook his fist in excitement. "I'm all yours, do with me what you will!" He pronounced in triumph to the slytherin table. He didn't care about the weird looks the rest of the room shot at him, the cheers from the slytherin table were the only thing he heard.

He gripped his wand tightly, glancing around the room watching as everyone practiced casting the patronus charm. He muttered the words softly under his breath a few times trying to make sure his pronunciation was correct before saying it out loud. Finally when he was sure he had it right, he raised his wand and carefully spoke, "Expecto Patronum" A split second later, the end of his wand flared and the charm emerged from the end and spiraled off into the room.

Trevor stepped back and tried to follow it with his eyes, what was it? He couldn't quite make out the form of the animal. He heard a few snickers from the kids around him and turned to glare at them. "Shut up, yours is a bloody rat." He told one of the slytherin boys standing next to him. "And yours is a toad." He added turning to another one.

Finally he caught sight of his patronus and his heart sank. A fish? A bloody fish? Man. His wasn't any better. He had a stinking goldfish as his patronus.

"I think it's rather cool, not too many people have foxes." said a girl on the other side of him.

"What? I thought it was a bloody goldfish." He said with a frown.

The girl frowned slightly, "No that was mine. Yours is that fox prancing around like it owns the whole room." She said pointing to the fox patronus which was still running up to the roof. "Looks like you have a rather strong one at that."

Trevor was rather pleased to hear that. "Well thank you. And did you know goldfish are known for being long lived?"