
Meet the Parents:
Rosalyn Lee Woodrick wasn’t a witch. She was never even a believer of magic, even as a child she’d been calling bullshit. But Rosalyn was in the right place, at the right time, sitting on a bench under a cherry blossom tree in southern Ireland. It was there that she met David Micheal McPhearson, a Scottish author who swept her off her feet. Rosalyn fell fast for the man, for his cherry cordials and love letters and those secret looks he’d give her from across the kitchen table at her parents’ house. She up and married him at age twenty-five, never looking back or regretting it, especially not when they had their first child only a little over a year later, Farrah Taylor McPhearson. Farrah was their first-born, their babygirl and five years later, they had their first boy, Gordon Mitchell McPhearson. They loved their two children like crazy, and when Gordon was ten, they had /another/ kid, little Cameron Riley McPhearson.
The McPhearson Children (Farrah, Cameron, and Gordon)
David Micheal McPhearson (Father):
Rosalyn Lee Woodrick (Mother):
Farrah Taylor McPhearson (Sister):

Cameron Riley McPhearson (Brother):
The Accident:It happened when Gordon was twelve years old. It was his first summer back from Hogwarts, and Farrah had just graduated Hogwarts. It was usually Farrah’s job to watch little Cameron, but Farrah was staying at a friend’s for a week over in Ireland. Rosalyn was going crazy planning Farrah’s graduation party and making calls all over for relatives and what-not, so she asked Gordon to watch Cameron for a bit. Gordon was tired-as-fuck, his mother had pulled him out of bed early to watch Cam and he was behaving basically like a huffy, bratty pre-teen. He was sitting on the front yard with Cameron, who was playing with toy blocks. He got distracted by his muggle neighbor who the boys around the block referred to as “Hot Emily” because she was well… hot.Then it happened.Cameron had gotten up without Gordon realizing and toddled into the street, plunking himself down in the middle of the street right as a truck was driving down it. Gordon noticed and started running like fucking crazy, but it was too late. The truck made impact.And Cameron died.
After the Accident, Rosalyn sunk into a deep depression. She would drink herself to sleep and not even bother with anything. And David? He went insane. He basically hated Gordon with every fiber in his being and blamed him for what happened, and you could feel the tension in the air when the two were in the same room. He and Rosalyn could give two shits about Gordon at this point, and Farrah was the only person who still loved her brother. She didn’t blame him for what happened.