*Physical Description: I have black hair and blue eyes. Half of the time I wear my short -embarrassing- glasses, and the other times I wear contacts that make my eyes look light green, and sometimes I like it better than my dark blue eyes. I have tan skin, and i'm kinda tall.

*Mental Description: Well I love drawing, my sister says i'm good, (which I highly doubt) and I take her words for granted and I keep drawing. I also like playing sports. Like basketball, softball, and football. But I don't have any friends so I play by myself or with my sister. And i'll admit I can be really rude or as I know I am only being that way probably because i'm defending someone I care about (my family) or because i'm in a bad mood. But when i'm not..I can be very open and happy. But with things that have been going by far in my life, I feel as if I can only be happy every once in a while..(due to the fights in his house)

*Biography:
At home i'm basically always by my older sisters side. Delilah, -my sister whom is 15 years old- cares for me and I care for her. I can't say the same for my parents. My father's name was Drake Henings, he is a Healer. Jessica Malone is my mum, she doesn't have a job, which is often what my father argues with her about. But my dad and mom were always supportive of me and Delilah. But until I turned 10 my parents started fighting and I hated it.. So whenever those bad times came, I flew on a broom with Delilah over to our Grandparents house. They would help us get through anything.. But last month my grandmother had died of old age.. And with a heavily heart, my grandfather moved away to an island where my grandmother used to live at where she was younger. Only to be reminded of her. And once I got this note to Hogwarts I was more than exited! The same went for my sister, she had told me about it many times. And nothing went wrong when she was gone because when she went to Hogwarts, I spent most of my time at my grandparents. I also thought of it as a get-away from home. But on the other hand.. I wondered.. what would happen when we were both gone? When I had told my parents, they said it was fine. And I promised we would send letters when we could.. But I wouldn't count on getting a reply back..

*First Instance of Magic: On my 10th birthday, before all of the fighting had ever begun, I had closed my eyes tightly, blew out my 10 candles. As I opened my eyes everyone in my family had noticed the candles were still lit. As confused as I was, I blew them out again. But that only caused the candles to light up higher. I began to become frustrated and blew them another time to see that the flames had gone out but they had fallen to the ground. My whole family was exited for me to actually have an instance of magic. As for me, I had no clue how I had done, whatever I had just did..