Physical Description: I am average in height, with a pretty decent build, although a few people may say I am short. But honestly, that doesn't matter. Anyways, I have messy brownish black hair. And while I am at it, I will mention that I have brown eyes. But my external immunity is not the strongest you'll find. I do often get some straches - but my mother says its because I keep on playing and jumping and "fooling" around, which are apparently things which "good wizards never do". But ofcourse these scratches are always healed by the mother by the spells and wand-waving stuff she does.

Mental Description: I would not hide the fact that I am pretty competitive sometimes, and ofcourse energetic. I keep on thinking about new fun stuff to do. Let me mention the fact that I ABSOLUTELY HATE losing. Once when I was 6, I lost a race with my older brother, and I threw such a tantrum that my mother had to cook the turkey kept for thansgiving two weeks before the occasion! I don't know if its a mental problem or a good thing, but I have a big tendency to act fast, and sometimes without even thinking about the consequences. Lastly, I am pretty protective of my belongings.

Biography: When I say I am a half blood, I mean my father was a Muggle-born. But honestly, everyone in our immediate family is a wizard/witch. I am the middle child of us three brothers . My elder brother is already in Hogwarts in his 6th year now. Our house has been pretty chaotic, thanks to both my parents being in the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic, which led to a direct involvment of us brothers with Quidditch. My elder brother often brought crazy stuff from Hogsmeade and sometimes Hogwarts. All-in-all, our family is AMAZING. I even got to meet a famous Quidditch player from Norway, but I was way too small(3 years old) to remember anything about that.

First Instance of Magic: When I was six years old, I got very angry on Christmas Day because my elder brother got a larger piece of beef wellington than me. Although unknown to me at that moment why it happened, I set the Christmas tree on fire. My parents were, to my surprise, not angry at all. They explained this was my first case of "unintentional wandless magic". Even my brother didn't scold me or tease me about the tree incident.