Evelyn, often called Evie, from an early age, was a terror of a child. Her family was more well off than most, and called the beautiful city of Brighton their home. Evie would always cherish her families sea-side walks along the beach where they lived. Her family rarely spent time around muggles, though her mother was more apt to be around them than her father as she had grown up in Kenya where the wizarding world was a bit different than in England.

Her family definitely doted on her, likely because she was an only child. In fact, one of the first time she had displayed any magical talent at all, was the one of the first time she had been told "no." It had been simple really, Evie wanted a biscuit, but her mother had insisted that it would ruin her appetite. Not content with this, she began shrieking and threw her body and fists against the floor. The cookie jar followed, smashing into pieces despite no one having knocked it over.

Her mother, a witch herself, had recognized what happened immediately. "Theo," she called, "look, look!" It was a big moment in a young witch's life after all. The first magic was caught by the Quill of Acceptance and Book of Admittance. And, out of the ordeal, Evie got herself a cookie.

Truly though, with two magical parents, it was not surprising that she herself had the gift.

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Evelyn looks quite a bit like her mother, who is 1/4 English and 3/4 Kenyan. Her hair is beautiful and full of curls, but it can be wild and unruly without the proper care. She is short for her age, and slight of build.