Elena Kriegel
- Status:
- Muggle-born
- Birthday:
- 18 Feb 2010
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- St. Andrews, Scotland
- Function:
- First year, Ravenclaw
- Wand:
- 31,6 cm cherry wood and dragon heartstring
Physical Description: Elena is fairly tall at 158 cm. She has hazel eyes and medium-length dark, brown hair. She is somewhat thin, though still athletic.
Mental Description: Elena comes off as a bit stand-offish, but she genuinely loves people. She just does not know all the time how she appears. She loves jokes and will laugh at about anything. She is terribly afraid of going against the rules in public, but will be somewhat sneaky if she thinks it is for a good thing. Her language is sarcasm, but will stand up for what she believes in. Truly, she just wants to learn everything she can just because she wants to know everything.
Biography: Elena grew up in a loving home with a father, mother, older sister (5 years older), and older brother (3 years older). She never had any pets (though she always loved animals and wanted a pet of her own) growing up. At school in the muggle world she excelled in most every subject not just because she wanted to learn but also because her parents were teachers and expected much of her learning. While living a very studious and academic childhood, she always made time to daydream and draw everything that came to her head. She loved creating worlds in her head where she would escape to fight dragons or meet a prince, never realizing that magic truly existed until she performed her own magic. She loves to read most any type of book, hoping to one day write some of her own. When she received her letter by owl, she was surprised, but it did not take long honestly for her to accept this as part of her life. The hardest part to accept was the idea of being so far from her family for long periods of time.
First Instance of Magic: Elena was nine when her first instance of accidental magic took place. She was rarely very angry growing up, so when she blew up this day at her older brother, she quite literally blew up the pillows and cushions on the couch in their house. One second she was yelling at her brother to give her back her journal, and the next instant feathers were fluttering angrily everywhere in the living room.
Mental Description: Elena comes off as a bit stand-offish, but she genuinely loves people. She just does not know all the time how she appears. She loves jokes and will laugh at about anything. She is terribly afraid of going against the rules in public, but will be somewhat sneaky if she thinks it is for a good thing. Her language is sarcasm, but will stand up for what she believes in. Truly, she just wants to learn everything she can just because she wants to know everything.
Biography: Elena grew up in a loving home with a father, mother, older sister (5 years older), and older brother (3 years older). She never had any pets (though she always loved animals and wanted a pet of her own) growing up. At school in the muggle world she excelled in most every subject not just because she wanted to learn but also because her parents were teachers and expected much of her learning. While living a very studious and academic childhood, she always made time to daydream and draw everything that came to her head. She loved creating worlds in her head where she would escape to fight dragons or meet a prince, never realizing that magic truly existed until she performed her own magic. She loves to read most any type of book, hoping to one day write some of her own. When she received her letter by owl, she was surprised, but it did not take long honestly for her to accept this as part of her life. The hardest part to accept was the idea of being so far from her family for long periods of time.
First Instance of Magic: Elena was nine when her first instance of accidental magic took place. She was rarely very angry growing up, so when she blew up this day at her older brother, she quite literally blew up the pillows and cushions on the couch in their house. One second she was yelling at her brother to give her back her journal, and the next instant feathers were fluttering angrily everywhere in the living room.