I, Kiki Katt, am a rather short person with dark-brown hair. I have small, slim hands and skinny arms. My eyes are brown like my hair and my skin is tinted dark-ish. I wear glasses that have transparent frames.

I am more of an introverted person who likes to stay home by myself often. I've got an emotional range of a teaspoon, basically. I'll only feel up to two emotions maximum at once. I'll be happy about something, I dont know, let's say, getting a main part in a play although I might feel kind of sad that I didn't get the exact role I wanted. But that's basically the limit of my mental state. I also have a sense of humor, which is a good thing to have but I may laugh too much at times- I don't like taking things seriously. To me, making someone calm down after crying their eyes out is as difficult as escaping North Korea.

I was a Muggle-Born. Obviously, I do have magical power in me; that's why I'm at Hogwarts. I've read all of the books and when I came here to Hogwarts, I was so pleased. My parents have always been strict, my dad's temper is really short. But I can't blame them because my older sister is Autistic and has ADHD. They have to shout at her a lot when she goes off and does her own thing, disregarding the rules and that's probably why they're angry at me a lot as well. Despite them being aggressive with their words most of the time, they're very understanding. We all know how she thinks and her sensitivity towards different things. She's also a very picky eater. Her needs are always before mine, but I don't really care about that at all. I know how much she struggles and, even though she's the older one, she comes to me when she doesn't want to speak with our parents. And I like that about her; although she may not show it most of the time, she really does care about me and knows I care about her.

The first time I accidentally conducted wandless magic was when I was around seven. I was frustrated when my parents wouldn't listen to me at the dinner table. We were talking about school and I wanted to tell them how I was doing with the year two SATs and they just wouldn't listen to me. I looked down at my plate, my head burning in fury. That was when it happened. Suddenly, my mum flew out of her chair and through the open door leading to the back garden. She landed onthe grass, so she was fine although she did get a minor graze. We were all pretty confused and just went on with the rest of our day like nothing happened. None of us forgot about the flabbergasting event to this day.