Cecilia Faye, also called Cece or Seele by her family and friends, is an eleven year old girl who moved from England to the town of Portree on the island of Skye in Scotland when she was just a baby. Her hair is a wavy strawberry blonde, lightening in the sun and darkening during the winter. She has a honey golden complexion and light freckles dotting her face. Her lips are full and her eyes are a light purple, a signature of her family. Her favorite colors are yellow and sea foam, and she loves riding her bike, sailing, painting, and watching the sea and songbirds outside.

After experiencing a terrible tragedy, her pure-blood mother and father secluded themselves from the wizarding world and made the decision for their family to live as muggles to escape the evils of magic. As a result, though she comes from an ancient family of wizards, Cecilia doesn’t know much about magic and the world her ancestors came from. She is an outsider in both the wizard and the muggle world. Cecilia is a bit naive and gullible, and would rather ignore an issue if she sees one to avoid confrontation. She enjoys meeting new people, but often finds herself with only a few she is really close too. Those close relationships are one of her greatest treasures. Being the only child of two busy parents, one of the things she craves the most is human contact, though she is much too shy to initiate it.

She has always wanted an older brother, so, when she was younger, she asked her mother where she came from so she could find one. The answer she received was

Oh, from the sky honey...

So, she set off in the woods after nightfall to find the tallest hill and ask the sky for an older brother. She was much too young to be outside by herself, so she got lost in the city full of buses and nightlife and darkness. She took refuge in an alley, jumping at every little noise. It was then she has a feeling; a smooth warmth welling up in her chest and spreading to the tips of her fingers and toes. The dark alley around her disappeared behind a golden light. She looked at her arms and saw she was glowing. Giggling, she waved her arms around and admired the paths the light left in the air.

Then, she saw a small light. Different than her glow—it was a pale blue. It was just a flicker, but she got up walked towards it, stretching her hands to reach it. It disappeared and another light appeared farther away, bobbing up and down next to a broken street lamp.

She followed the lights and they led her home, where her mother scooped her up in her arms, sobbing.

When she told her mother about the lights and her magic, she was told that she was a bit different than average, and that the lights were a magical creature called a Will-O’-the-Whisp. That night, she developed both a fear of the dark and a fascination for magic and magical creatures.

She began raising magical plants in her bedroom, and catching small magic animals, much to her mother’s dismay, and harboring them until her parents stumbled upon them. She set her house on fire once or twice, so it became a routine for her room to be searched for the hiding critters. She is forbidden from using magic as to not be pulled into the wizarding world, so she looks forward to being able to go to Hogwarts to learn about it.

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