Physical Description: Standing at a rather average4 foot 10 inches with a mop of blonde hair and a pair of bright blue eyes, I am my mother's "angel." I have a rather average build for an 11 year old, but I am just starting to get rid of my baby fat. My face is not quite as round as it used to be and my tummy is starting to finally flatten, not that I have any less love for sweets, just my "growing boy metabolism" finally kicking in.

As for my attire, it is basically whatever my mother gets for me. Being a pureblood and my mother rather fashionable I am often sent care packages filled to the brim with varied brightly colored garments. I am at a loss for how she finds the time, but the fact that my older brother wants none of it, I can hardly be surprised when she is shopping for just one. I suppose you can call my fashion aesthetic "eccentric noble."

Mental Description: I like candy, stuffed animals and hot chocolate, not necessarily in that order. I like comforting, soft fabrics, the feeling of a warm, crackling fire. I dislike loud noises, bugs and of course most vegetables.

I am somewhat popular, I have an easy-going outward personality and I like to make fast, firm friends. Due to my preference for soft things and an aversion to physical things, especially scary things, often my friends fight my battles for me. I am so very thankful for them because bullies and mean girls make me very anxious.

There is another side of me, a side that is let's call it "mischievous." I am known to be quite clever, resourceful and I can read the room around me, I just rarely make a scene with what I know. I have seen other people make a grand show of what they know and what they can do but often I feel that they have already prematurely played their hand doing so. it is one of the many reasons conventional bullies really get nowhere in my opinion. They are foolish, brash and needlessly mean.

Biography: Born on Easter Day, I was what the Easter Bunny brought to my family that year. My parents are Thaddeus and Matilda. I have a pair of half-brothers but we do not get along very well. My father is a rather wealthy philanthropist and my mother works for the Ministry of Magic as a Metal Charmer, they are not married and I live with my uncle Amadeus who is married to my mother. Of note is my extended family, many of which are close. Having half-siblings is not particularly uncommon, due to the limited pureblood gene pool as well as peculiar traits that are favored among members of my family, we attempt to diversify whenever possible.

I grew up well enough, tutored privately until I came of age to attends Hogwarts. My parents, both biological and legal were hard-workers. I am fluent in Greek as well as English, my tutor impressed upon me the import of literary works as well as a love for music. I, like my brother can play the violin proficiently. I can also play the piano but due to my small hand size I often find this difficult.

I had many friends growing up, mostly members of my extended family. My parents felt that too much socialization for me might be bad for the other children. It mattered little of course, I was always fast to make new friends and had no fear of social situations due to my extroverted nature.

First Instance of Magic: I was four, I was playing with blocks in my room one day when I heard a THUD outside my bedroom window. When I looked through the paned glass I saw an injured bird, he must have flown straight into the glass. Well, mother said later that he was dead. I let out a childish giggle, tickled over the new sight. Bubbles came from nowhere, pink and numerous, they proliferated in response to my innocent laughter. My mother would come upon the scene, a mixture of joy and perhaps horror for reasons besides my first instance of magic.