I am a half-blood witch. I live in England and love pizza. My parents are Helen (muggle) and Kevin (wizard). My father went to Durmstrang, but he told me that there was a lot of dark magic there. I don't really want to be a powerful witch, so my father signed me up for Hogwarts instead.

I knew that I was a witch when I changed the colour of an ugly dress from green to pure white. My mother was going to make me wear it to school, but I hated it and didn't want to. Then, the next time I looked in my wardrobe it was white! My mother punished me for 'bleaching' my dress, but my father realised what I was-a witch.

My hobbies are to sneak into my neighbours yard without getting caught, reading and teasing my cousin, Esmereld. I am brave, courageous, chivalrous and bold.

Sometimes I get mad at myself, when I can't perform magic at will. I stare at leaves wishing for them to fly, or, at the very least hover for a few seconds. Whenever I try to perform magic, it never works. At unexpected moments though, it works: strange unexplainable things happen.

Since I've known that I was a witch, I've wanted to go to a school of magic. Hopefully I'll receive a letter from Hogwarts, admitting me.