The Ravencrest family have their shades of oddities. Yes, their name is tied to a funeral business, but that is the middle class portion of the family. Nothing to worry your pretty mind about! At most, the men will publicly handle the finances and call it that. Sure, some of the ladies of Bella's family have leaned towards a career or two, but Bell herself has elected the charmed Society life that is deemed appropriate.

You should not know that she has a knack for manipulating memories, nor that this is utilized in the more illegal dealings that her family operates under. Furthermore, those are most certainly veela killing men in those woods outside of Hogsmeade and various countrysides. Any witness would have a hazy memory at best, or perhaps even recall such a monstrous creature in its sinister bird-like form.

Primary Residence: Ravencrest Manor in Pluckley, Kent

Father: ____ Ravencrest née ____ (18##)
Mother: ____ Ravencrest (18##)
Brother: ____ Ravencrest (18##)

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some things are black and you know some things are white and it's just so you've never stopped to smell the roses oh-no
Public Childhood	Belladonna and her brother were rarely seen and never heard when it came to the public at large. Nothing noteworthy was ever seen, aside from possibly the family elegance of high lace and overtly formal appearance, even by the times standards. Bella's mother expected perfection and that was what she got.
Mafia Childhood	On the whole, both Ravencrest parents were largely distant. Busy with the family duties as a whole and having no interest in young children. The nanny was... rather intense, to say the least. Mother expected perfection and the children would never know of the other two... disposed of nannies that came before over the slightest failings before Mother decided that this one met her standards. As Bella grew, she learned elegance and the art of subtle. Groomed for the family business, she was shown spells she would need to utilize despite needing to wait to actually practice until she was of age. There were exceptions when the family felt obliged to bribe a Ministry official when it suited them.
so many shades of gray oh how can you say you're grown and still not know good easily fades away naïve young beau, i will swallow you whole
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because i'm the villain i go for the throat and slit didn't notice what a wicked little devil i could be but babe you're a villain you'll reach for the knife and twist hello new friend the dark thing that you tried to hide from me
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Am I good, am I bad Are you good, are you bad The one I would take a bullet for is Treated like a dirty dog somewhere else Are we good, are we bad What is good? What is bad? The one that I would choose a bullet for Is treated like a prince in his mothers house
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Drink up all villains Make you beg for your every breath What a group of wicked wretched little beasts we are baby
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The Crime Families

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For generations, three infamous wizarding families have ruled Britain's underworld: the Eventides, the Fangworths, and the Ravencrests. While their businesses are legitimate on the surface, everyone knows what lurks beneath. Corruption, blackmail, and careful secrecy have kept them relatively untouchable. Outsiders whisper their names with fear but also fascination—they are dangerous, alluring, and incredibly powerful.

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The Families

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The Fangworth Family / "Beast-Keepers" — Northumberland | Dangerous creature smugglers and forbidden object traders operating from their Diagon Alley menagerie, where the family heads secretly plot each other's elimination while disagreeing over whether to expand illegal operations or go legitimate.

The Eventide Family / "Fortune Spinners" — Seer Green, Buckinghamshire | Masters of prophecy and love potions who manipulate hearts and destinies from their London tea house, currently embroiled in a succession crisis as their aging matriarch struggles to choose an heir from among powerful but flawed candidates.

The Ravencrest Family / "Silence Bringers" — Pluckley, Kent | Cold and formal dealers in curses, memory manipulation, and permanent disappearances who run their funeral home from London under dual sibling leadership, each hiding dangerous secrets that could destroy their carefully maintained control.

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The Origin

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Ancient family legend speaks of three witches who clasped hands and made lifelong promises hundreds of years ago. They would always be best friends and grow old together. As the years passed, each became a powerful witch. With the promise in mind, the three opened shops in Diagon Alley.

The eldest was talented in the caring of magical beasts, so she opened Fangworth's Feather & Fang Menagerie. The middle was talented in divination and potions, so she opened the Tarot Tea House & Parlor. The youngest was talented in memory charms, so she opened Ravencrest Funeral Home & Mourning Services.

Together, they built an empire that gave them wealth, power, and fame. Still, the three dined together each night, and all was well. As the years went by, they married and had children.

And then, the empire collapsed. Some say it was over a man, others say over power, and others over money. Each family insists that they were wronged. Corruption, manipulation, and threats choked their love for each other, replacing it with ambition, hatred, and jealousy.

Whether this legend reflects historical truth or family mythology remains unclear, but their descendants continue the feuds as if the ancient betrayals happened yesterday. Each family maintains their own version of the "truth."

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Now

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The Eventides operate their tea house from Horizont Alley, manipulating hearts and futures through prophecy and love potions while navigating a succession crisis as their aging matriarch struggles to choose an heir. The Fangworths maintain their menagerie in Diagon Alley, smuggling dangerous creatures and forbidden objects while the family heads plot against each other over business direction. The Ravencrests run their funeral home from Knockturn Alley, dealing in memory manipulation and disappearances under dual sibling leadership hiding dangerous secrets.

Each family has developed unique internal structures—from the Eventides' seer-based succession system to the Fangworths' traditional bloodline inheritance to the Ravencrests' formal voting councils. Ministry infiltration runs deep, with family plants in multiple departments creating webs of conflicting loyalties and information warfare.

They're rumored to run as much of magical Britain as the Ministry itself, though there isn’t any proof. They’re discreet in their dealings, enough so that the Ministry can't touch them—or won't, thanks to their careful machinations. The families engage in constant client poaching, operational interference, and blackmail networks that create mutual assured destruction. Meanwhile, their children attending Hogwarts together form cross-family friendships that threaten traditional rivalries, adding generational tension to ancient feuds.

The families themselves have grown in numbers—marriages and births, "adopted" outsiders, and debtors have all been taken in and given the family's surname. It is both a protection and a threat. You belong with—and to—them. Every member (even the children) is expected to contribute to the business for the good of the family.

Over time, rifts within the families themselves have caused disparities in wealth and hierarchy. Some have hoarded wealth for themselves, others live comfortably, and others barely scrape by, assigned roles no one else wants.

And beneath it all, torment, darkness, and secrets.

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