Hello, I am Moonbird Firestone. I have long dark black hair with dark eyes that spark like the soul of mischief incarnate. I'm small for my age, but that doesn't stop me. I have been wearing glasses for a few years.


My mental description you ask for... well let me tell you that while I may not always be enthuastic towards my studies, I do try. I have ADHD which makes it difficult to focus and get started, but I am a hard worker. I'm sleepy a lot but also am energetic and hyper at times. I am also an aspiring author and have penned a few short stories.

My biography: Pre-Hogwarts, my life was... interesting to say the least. I lived with my father who had been a wizard for the Ministry when he was younger. He has since then retired and now works on our farm and trading home. My mother passed away when I was a baby. No one knows what she died; they just told me that they "found her body". My friends were few but true. I had three main friends. They were cheerful and happy and energetic and our personalities matched well. They helped me to become who I am.

My favorite memory was when I was 8. My father had taken me on a trading trip across the whole of England with him. It was amazing.

My first instance of magic was when my aunt came over one day... My father had called me down from my room to say hello to Aunt Constance who had come over for the day. When I was coming down the stairs, I heard them talking about my mother in the parlor. My curiosity piqued, I halted, to eavesdrop. My aunt was calling my mother horrid awful names and then next thing I knew, she was flying out the door. I didn't even know that it was because of me until i spied my father's shocked expression.