Alexandra was born a pureblood into the world of magic. She grew up in Brighton, with her mom, and house elf, Lop. When Alexandra was young, her father died. Her mother, who wanted to do with her daughter's biological father, never told Alexandra what happened to him. Even going as far as changing Alexandra's last name to her own, leaving her father’s behind and forgotten. She simply left it out of explanation, changing topics whenever Alexandra tried to mention it or ask any questions. She has no siblings, which she is quite alright with, though she sometimes wished for a sister.

Alexandra enjoys quidditch, and dreams of playing Beater for the Hufflepuff team. She wants to be on the quidditch team when she becomes a second year at Hogwarts. She is excited to meet the Herbology teacher and learn as much as she can on the subject. She thinks people who bully are wrong, and seeks to change them to be better. Alexandra loves to draw, though more so than that she loves acting. Theatre brings her a sense of comfort she can get nowhere else.

Alexandra is beyond tall, not just for her age, but just in general. Standing a 5’10”, she towers over her peers. Her hair is a lovely golden color, going to her shoulders, fading into a soft brown. Not quite curly, but not straight, her ends hold a small bounce to them. Her eyes are a bright bedazzling blue, often compared to that of gems. Her distaste for makeup leads to her never using such materials, though she needs none as she is attractive in her own way. Her demeanor is shy to strangers, but do not mistake her for the quiet type. Once you get to know her she is sweet, but quick to announce her thoughts. Having her as a friend is an adventure in itself.

Alexandra, though born a pure-blood, lived in a mostly muggle community. One day when playing at a nearby park, young Alexandra was pushing her friend on the swing. Only eight at the time, Alexandra thought of how she wished she could push her friend enough so she flew, as her friend cheered everytime she went higher. In her distracted thoughts, Alexandra stopped pushing her peer, but the friend kept swinging. The swing went higher and higher until it detached and flew around the park. The friend, startled by the action, quickly fell off, gaining an injury. Worried about her friend's health, Alexandra went with the peers family to the hospital, where she stayed until her friend awoke and was deemed fine. Much to Alexandra’s relief and joy, her friend dismissed the event as a foggy memory and rush of events, and no one else saw what happened. The next day Alexandra went to her mother and explained what happened, causing her mother to be overjoyed that her daughter was not a Squib.