Physical Description: Average height, just under 5 feet in height. Mezmarat is a pretty young woman with straight brown layered hair that ends at her shoulder blades. She often wears her hair down. Her skin is clear, pale in the winter months and tan during the summer. Her eyes, a hazel blue-green but most often green. Her attire is often simple and comfortable, preferring soft fuzzy sweaters and yoga pants to stuffy school uniforms or frilly dresses. She does not wear much makeup, she is only 11. She wears tinted lip gloss and sometimes a bit of mascara if she wants to "dress up."

Mental Description: Mazmarat is an intelligent young lady that often has a book in her hands. She has a love for learning but in truth her passion is for adventure. She reads because she wishes to live the exciting lives of the protagonist housed within those pages, an ambition she might come to regret because adventures are often rife with tragedy. She is independent and opportunistic but she has an intense sense of loyalty to her friends.

Biography: She comes from a pureblood household so she has several friends, mostly the children of her parents friends. She is the eldest of three, her younger siblings hope to come to Hogwarts in coming years. In the meantime she can enjoy her time away from her siblings. She gets along well with them but again, she likes her independence.

Her parents both work for the Ministry of Magic. Her father works in Muggle Relations as a liason. Her mother works as a curse breaker, her services often take her away from home. Her homelife was for the most part peaceful and uneventful. Her parents had great expectations for her and her siblings, they were privately tutored in English, Greek, the maths and the sciences (from a wizarding perspective). She was raised primarily by a nanny, a wonderfully round wizard-born woman that liked to bake more than read but was more intelligent than often credited. She has a number of wonderful memories of baking cookies on rainy days and munching on the sweet confections while they watched the rain fall against the panes of glass.

First Instance of Magic: She was five years old when she was playing in the park with her younger siblings. She was climbing as high as she could on a jungle gym, higher than she should have climbed but her nanny was distracted by her younger siblings. One of them had been stung by a bee and was screaming their head off. Mezmarat fell, she should have broken something the way that she had fallen but before she landed on the crushed gravel she stopped and hovered for a second perhaps three... then she fell that last three inches which were jarring but there was no injury.