Light Brown/Dirty Blonde hair, brownish-green eyes (like the sea after a storm that churns up all the sewage we've pumped into it), 4'7" (oh crap, you guys do meters, in that case, I'm 1.397 meters). My pronouns are she/her and I'm straight, though I have been told that everything about me "screams lesbian." When I'm not wearing the Hogwarts uniform, I'll probably be wearing a hoodie, jeans, and a baseball cap (so disgustingly American, right?)

An introvert until I get to know you. Once I'm comfortable around you, I'm joking around all the time. Big film nerd. If I say something that doesn't sound dumb enough to have come from my brain, it probably came from a movie.

I was born in New York City, USA. My mom was a muggle, and my dad was a wizard (according to my mom, never met my dad). I attended public school for kindergarten through 5th grade in the states. My mom figured I'd inherit my dad's magical abilities so after elementary school, we moved to Wales so I could go to Hogwarts.

I wasn't sure I had magical abilities until after we moved. I was playing football (as you call it here) in the park with some friends I'd made. I hadn't played before, so they were teaching me some fundamentals. I was mid-penalty kick when my foot slipped on the wet grass. I kicked the ball, and it went horribly off-course. Seeing my failure, I put my hands behind my head in shock and defeat and yelled "no!!!!" Then, the ball, still heading up and in the same direction, made an unnatural, instantaneous 90-degree turn and headed for the goal. By the time the ball bounced off the goal post, I was running home screaming "Mom! I did it! I'm magic!"