Physical Description: *11 years old* I have an average height of 142 cm. My body is a delicate build and slender limbs. My posture is naturally straight
from etiquette at home. I have light blueish-green mix of hazel eyes under a set of long eyelashes. I have a rich dark brown hair with streaks of reddish tint under the right lighting that travels down to just under my shoulder blades on my back tied into a long braid. My complexion is pale from a lack of time outside in the sun like most kids my age. My outfits are mainly high- quality deep navy or charcoal tone dresses.

Mental Description: I am a quiet child of my high status parents. I have my fathers mind for analytical thoughts. I have my mothers brain for creative thinking. I'm not someone who speaks aloud my ideas or thoughts. I prefer to observe my surroundings always. I am empathetic to others and my environment. I work hard, I consider myself to be fair and considerate towards others.

Biography: My family home is located in Edinburgh, Scotland. It is luxury, historic, and large enough to hold many influential guests for balls and large dinning parties. I experienced complex dynamics of society. My mother is a well known divination witch who is dedicated to our social standing constantly. My mother watched over me to figure out if I had her gift but since I was always quiet and careful she became disinterested with me. Which made me feel like a unsolved puzzle in her eyes. My father holds a great deal of power and respect. He is in charge of Senior Advisor to the Minister for Magic. He has high expectations for me and is only kind to me in public. However, I feel as I had disappointed him at every turn with my lack of competitive edge he had when he was at school. Always pushes me to be the best student in home studies and school studies. The household itself was like a huge museum of artifacts, scrolls, and silence. At the dinning hall, was etiquette training, and social training even if I'm quiet all the time. Many people are coming through our home for either my mother or father, even other families in their social groups. I was not hated but unnoticed by my family and very rare to get open affection in public and obvious rejection in my families eyes.

First Instance of Magic: The first time I had manifested magic by accident was at the age of seven. It was a chilly autumn afternoon at my family home. My mother was distracted with a social gathering with other high standing witches in the drawing room. A guest knocked off a priceless vase saved through generations of our family. No one had noticed but I was scared of the repercussions so I wished deeply to be able to save it. My eyes shut terrified and worried about the crash, but no such sound happened. The crystal bounced up and down but placed itself back where it sat. My mother saw it since it had occurred in front of her, and she smiled as she stopped talking and watched only the other guests became silent and turned to see the vase slowly return to its original place. The room was quiet but it confirmed my place in the book of admittance.