Tuilelaith Harmonia Daught was born early, very early on December 4th to an exhausted witch known as Miriam or "Mimi" Daught and a restless muggle known as Aren Daught. From early on Tuilelaith was a Daddy's girl, mostly because Aren was not a strict parental figure, in fact it was easy for Tuilelaith affectionately called Tilly to go to him to get whatever she desired at a given moment. Whether that be a cookie or a new toy. Her relationship with her mum was a bit more...distant. Mimi was the breadwinner of the family, rarely home during the days, as well as far more strict. Thus leading to Tilly being much more detached from her magic ancestry. She enjoyed the muggle way of doing things, if for no other reason than that was how her dad things and not how her mom did.

She especially enjoyed Muggle school, even if she spent more than her fair share in trouble. Tilly had a habit of talking out of turn, choosing to disobey instructions, and perhaps once or twice picking fights. In her defense, her father always told her to be honest, to maker her own path, and most importantly to look out for herself, her friends, and whatever is right. So even when she was waiting for her parents to come get her she was never worried. Even if her dad would frown at her, all she had to do was point out that he was much worse when he was her age, and he would be right back to smiling. That was all that mattered, even if her mother was a lot more displeased.

While she was known quite a bit as the girl who had a strong left hook, and a big mouth. She was not a needlessly mean kid. In fact her friends who say she was as sweet as sugar. She could just be a little rough around the edges when someone rubs her the wrong way. She especially has issues with bullies and quite a few authority figures, actually most authority figures. She just has a hard time trusting them especially strict ones.

When she was first told about Hogwarts she was 10 and, Tilly wasn't thrilled. Why did she need to learn magic? Her dad didn't. Her friends didn't. Her teacher, even the ones she hated didn't. So why should she? Especially if it meant that she had to change schools and leave all her friends behind. She was upset, especially since her dad was taking her mum's side. Tilly had a bit of a temper, especially when she felt slighted and wasn't getting her way. So she did what any kid would do and screamed and said horrible things and locked herself up in her room.

Even with her little 'temper tantrum' she still stood on the platform one year later. Her frizzy brown hair in two braids, her arms crossed over her chest, and her piercing blue eyes attempting to look down on the world as much as a 5'0 eleven year old can. Which is to say not very much. She is clinging to her dad who rubs her head while trying not to laugh at her. It doesn't give a very good first impression of the young girl, but an accurate one nonetheless.