The child of an Obliviator at the Ministry of Magic, and a Russian potion-master, Aisling has a curious if somewhat spontaneous mind, and a glowing desire to experience all that the world has to offer. She is adventurous and easily excitable, and prone to testing the limits of what she can do without getting in trouble.

This worldly-passion shows well in her garments, liking to mix and match the latest in celebrity fashion, often donning something bright-coloured - greens and blues being her favourites - or something pertaining to her interests and hobbies, be it muggle bands or the Caerphilly Catapults. Her smile is as bright as her blonde tresses, and mischief is never far from her cerulean eyes.

Aisling Natalya Stillons was born in Pembrokeshire on the 27th of April in 2008 as the second of three children of Adolphus Stillons, working for the Ministry’s Department of Magical Accidents & Catastrophes, and his wife Ekaterina Artamonov, potioneer extraordinaire. Sharing equal responsibility in her upbringing, her father would read her fantastical books and tales of his business trips across the world in younger days, whilst her mother brought her into the hills and woods to help her name & pick reagents for her potions, or into Caerphilly for the book store and - if she’d done a good job in aiding her mother with the ingredient - to pick up some sweets and Chocolate Frog Cards.

But when her parents looked the other way, young Stillons loved nothing more than to explore the countryside and beaches with her siblings, pretending that they were great wizarding heroes, quidditch champions, and explorers, but hide & seek was another favourite of theirs. It was during one of these games that Aisling had her first bout of magic when she fell from a cliff she’d been climbing, only to bounce back up, landing on a grassy meadow, with only her blonde hair ruffled as a result of her accident. Another time, cabbage stew mysteriously flew out the window after being told there’d be no pumpkin pasties unless she emptied her plate.

To socialize and - her father claimed, anyway - learn of their peculiar ways, Aisling was enrolled into the local Muggle school when she grew old enough, though her stubborn mother insisted on partial homeschooling as well, teaching her the native tongue & lore of her home country, scaring her with stories of hags and pogrebrins in the rare case she shirked her chores to play with her friends instead.

Excited as she was about indulging in the ways of muggle life - the internet and its ‘memes’ quickly grew on her - there was no shortage of eagerness when a barn owl arrived in the summer of 2008, carrying the Hogwarts letter of admission. Though her mother bemoaned the lack of interest in attending Koldovstoretz as she had once done, she was no less supportive in helping her daughter prepare for her first year.