Samara Thomas
- Status:
- Muggle-born
- Birthday:
- 17 Feb 2014
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- London, England
- Function:
- First year, Slytherin
- Wand:
- 28,7 cm walnut wood and dragon heartstring
Muggle-born
Around 150 cm tall, tan skin, dark brown wavy hair up till shoulders, brown eyes, long eyelashes, round glasses. Her slightly frizzy hair is cut in layers, draping along her shoulders like a curtain, curling wherever it seems fit. She is most commonly seen with eyeliner lining her coffee coloured eyes and gloss on her lips. With her hair pulled back in a navy headband or a braid, Samara perfectly embodies the academic aesthetic we see. She'll never be spotted without stacks of gold jewellery lining her neck, arms and ears.
Samara is a creative person, curiosity brimming through her mind. While she tries to see the positives in life, she can get caught up in her brain sometimes. She's known for her witty, sarcastic sense of humor. Upon meeting her, people do think she looks rude, however a few minutes spent with her can completely alter your opinion. She is opinionated and unafraid to speak her truth on matters she considers important.
Before Hogwarts, Samara went to an international school in London, where she tried her best to focus on her studies but distraction plagued her imaginative mind. She always had a feeling she wasn't cut out for the bland arithmetic nature of the Muggle world and something inside her always longed for more. Though school wasn't her strong suit, she was always interested in books and literature, losing touch with reality and reminiscing inside fantasy worlds. More often than not you'd see her curled up in the library or on a sunlit platform, her nose buried inside a book
When Samara was a child, her hair was almost untamable, it had a mind of its own you'd say. Frizz and waves clouded her vision to the point where her parents decided to cut it off. After a particularly unfortunate conversation, her parents dragged a sobbing 8 year old Samara to the hair salon and chopped her hair right to her chin. A hysterical mess, she cried herself to sleep, having prided herself on her hair, worried that people would make fun of her. As the thoughts of her hair flooded her mind, she drifted off to sleep. as she woke up, long hair prickled at her back, and she sprinted to the mirror. With a shout of glee, the child realized her hair had grown out to be just the same length as it was earlier!
Around 150 cm tall, tan skin, dark brown wavy hair up till shoulders, brown eyes, long eyelashes, round glasses. Her slightly frizzy hair is cut in layers, draping along her shoulders like a curtain, curling wherever it seems fit. She is most commonly seen with eyeliner lining her coffee coloured eyes and gloss on her lips. With her hair pulled back in a navy headband or a braid, Samara perfectly embodies the academic aesthetic we see. She'll never be spotted without stacks of gold jewellery lining her neck, arms and ears.
Samara is a creative person, curiosity brimming through her mind. While she tries to see the positives in life, she can get caught up in her brain sometimes. She's known for her witty, sarcastic sense of humor. Upon meeting her, people do think she looks rude, however a few minutes spent with her can completely alter your opinion. She is opinionated and unafraid to speak her truth on matters she considers important.
Before Hogwarts, Samara went to an international school in London, where she tried her best to focus on her studies but distraction plagued her imaginative mind. She always had a feeling she wasn't cut out for the bland arithmetic nature of the Muggle world and something inside her always longed for more. Though school wasn't her strong suit, she was always interested in books and literature, losing touch with reality and reminiscing inside fantasy worlds. More often than not you'd see her curled up in the library or on a sunlit platform, her nose buried inside a book
When Samara was a child, her hair was almost untamable, it had a mind of its own you'd say. Frizz and waves clouded her vision to the point where her parents decided to cut it off. After a particularly unfortunate conversation, her parents dragged a sobbing 8 year old Samara to the hair salon and chopped her hair right to her chin. A hysterical mess, she cried herself to sleep, having prided herself on her hair, worried that people would make fun of her. As the thoughts of her hair flooded her mind, she drifted off to sleep. as she woke up, long hair prickled at her back, and she sprinted to the mirror. With a shout of glee, the child realized her hair had grown out to be just the same length as it was earlier!