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Iris Fang
Status:
Pure-blood
Nationality:
English
Residence:
Brighton, England
Function:
First year, Slytherin
Wand:
21,4 cm cherry wood and snallygaster heartstring
Childhood :

She had grown up with both her parents around at home, in the city of Brighton, England. Yet their attitude towards them was still very childlike. She had reached the age of ten, when she realised they would never treat her like the mature lady she was. So she became everything they didn’t want. A girl that was private, rebellious and apprehensive. Her kind was abundant within her neighbourhood, so she was able to easily fit in. Though her parents had tried to settle her down, she hadn’t cause them any problems, it was just how she displayed herself in the real world. Iris was unaware of what was really out there. She had finally realised that with her encounter with a man who had taught her. She still continues with her attitude remaining as rotten, yet whenever someone fights back, there’s always a glint in Iris’ eyes. How she tries to cover the scar on her right arm. Why does she do that?

Personality :

Iris has tended to show sociopathic tendencies, yet she is able to control them with a well-mannered temper. She is able to use her bratty, child-like attitude to hide the events that happened in her past. Her ability to be kind and honesty to those around her is quite difficult to comprehend, yet children in her childhood are able to understand her quite well what she is trying to say. Her assertiveness into society seems to be a concerning matter for her, yet her emotional capacity has been described by her parents as ‘ heartless. ‘

Appearance :

Standing 4' 9” tall, this pale skinned young lady has an aggressive feel about her. She has a skinny face with a softly shaped jaw, a narrow nose, very thin lips, and her gray eyes are small. She has long, pure brown hair which features curls towards the bottom. She has small, slanted shoulders, fairly skinny arms, a flat torso with straight hips and short legs.

First signs of magic :

When Iris’ mother, Jade, refused to give her any extra snacks, Iris had begun to throw a tantrum on the floor. As tears fell from her cheeks, her toys around her began to float and shake with a fierce manner. Her mother, growing with fear, had yelled at Iris that she would give her extra snacks. She looked up at her mother with a face of glee, as the toys around her burst with confetti.