Wren Snowbell
- Status:
- Pure-blood
- Birthday:
- 15 Sep 2011
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- Blyth, England
- Function:
- First year, Slytherin
- Wand:
- 25,8 cm chestnut wood and phoenix feather
Physical DescriptionA pale lanky girl on the taller side with curly light blond hair, rosy cheeks and soft bluish-greenish dark gray eyes.Mental Description:She's a driven, bookish girl, more of a listener than a talker. She's shy and slow to open up, but once she’s sure of herself she can be quite bold. She's secretly very excited to be attending Hogwarts as she's heard many stories of the school's alumni and of the deep lore of the school itself.BiographyShe didn’t have a very notable childhood. Wren grew up quite sheltered in a smaller coastal town called Blyth on the edge of a forest. Her family is on the conservative side of wizarding politics had her tutored from home when she was young. The children of the town were almost muggles with a few half-blood children. Her parents discouraged her from talking too them, considering the "not suitable company". Wren spent a lot of her time wandering the forests whenever the walls of the manor seemed to high. Over the years shes spent alone, she's grown quite atuned to the natural world. Throughout her childhood there were whispers in the town of the ghostly Snowbell girl who wandered the wilderness at night. Her parents are very worried about her going to Hogwarts because as far as they’re aware she’s never had any friends. They only hope whatevdr froends she does find are “of good breed”.First Instance of MagicWren, like other children, has had many small bouts of magic that were not noted by the book of acceptance. A making water splash a bit to high or miraculously silent foot steps when sneaking through the kitchen late at night. But the instance that got her into the book took place in the forest when she was 7 years old. It was a late fall afternoon and she was wandering the woods aimlessly. As she wandered the trees became more sparse and before she knew it she found herself on the tip of a cliff that hung precariously over the thrashing sea. She crept over to the edge to look out a the ocean. She felt hypnotized by it, the waves seemed to dance and the undertoe whispered. But she got to close, her foot slipped and she was sent plummeting toward the water's surface. Yet somehow, miraculously, she landed as if she had jumped off a low diving board, not even remotely effected by the cold water. In fact, she didn't even realize the danger she had been in until she got home and gave her governess the scare of her life when she recounted the tale. These days however, they look back on it and just laugh. Her parents are very proud to tell the story as evidence of their daughter's natural giftedness in her magical abilities.
