Pippins hair color is sandy blond with a golden hue to it. An eye color of dark brown he has, almost like a coconuts outer shell. He is a four foot five white male with spiky crazy hair with a smooth clean face

Personality:
Very fun to hang around overall kind person. Playful and energetic, in no state of mental decline or depression

History:
All was normal in his life before magic and the whimsical world of Hogwarts. Pippin L. Zenaia was just an average boy, his own interests and school being what he calls the worst experience ever. He enjoyed most of it but had his dislikes just like his classmates. Pippin enjoyed going to the park and playing with his friends, he often played with his dinosaur toys with the other kids at the park. He was overall accepted in his community as a normal human being. He lived in a small home in a bustling town just outside of London. Oxted was home home to Pippin. His parents were Merriam and Jonathan Zanaia, loving parents and muggles of the average breed. They loved their son Pippin oh so well and the feeling were mutual for him likewise. All and all Pippin had a usual life as a young child, a life any normal muggle would live. Little did he know that drastic change and realization he would encounter at just the age of nine.

First Instance of Magic:
Young nine year old Pippin was out playing with his friends just like he always did everyday after school, it was an average Monday where the sky was clear and the sun was shining. Pippin had been playing dinos with his friends for quite some time now
"Guese what's happening today Pippin." Said Jacob barging in to attack his dino
"What is it Jake?"
"Today my father is taking me down through the ally, i always wondered what was down there, but was never allowed. Anyway we have to go through there to get to Lorimers, he says I'v got a prize waiting for me there!"
"When?" Said Pippin.
"What's the time Samuel?" He says as he checks his watch.
"Blimey is that the time! I best be off Pippin, see yah!" he says as he drops the dinos by Pippins feet and scrambles away with his brother Samuel. Pippin missed them already, he wish they didn't have to go so early. He was alone, on the silent dead empty playground. He got up aroused by his sadness and walked away from the playground. There was a flower field just beside the area, he decided to walk there to get a smell of the pretty flowers, he bent down to a particularly beautiful one, he liked the color. Blood red with a yellow tint in the middle. But when he decided to smell it, something weird happened. The flower started to wilt, slowly as he got closer. It grew more and more sad, and then the flower next to it, and the next, until all the flowers around him were sad, just like him.
"Oh son what's happened here." Said his father, walking up to him
"Dad!" Pippin jumped for joy to see his dad/
"I don't know what happened dad, they just.. Became sad?"
"Oh don't be silly son, its probably just a dry season." His father said as they walked away.
"Shall we go get us a cookie? Or a Sunday, on Monday"
They both laughed as they walked into the distance, and just as Pippin became overjoyed with happiness, the flowers became happy with him, back to life, healthier than ever before.