I am an 11-year-old girl, roughly 148 cm tall, my natural hair color is blonde, and I often have it down, flowing around my shoulders. I have pale skin, and large dark eyes. I like to wear neutral colors, along with greens, blacks and whites. I am a distant descendant of The Dark Lord.

I am a funny, fun-loving girl, I enjoy quidditch, being with my friends, and playing chess and gobble stones. I also love to read and write stories. I also love the presence of animals, especially snakes, nifflers and other creatures. I myself have a white snake, called Nagini. I truly can't wait until I start at Hogwarts.

My life before Hogwarts was quite ordinary, or as ordinary as you can get growing up in a wizarding family. I had a few close friends, but I lived very far away from them, tucked up in between the rolling fields that surround my home, a small, overgrown cottage. My friends all seemed to have magical gifts well before I did, and it was ever such a surprise when I did, but that's in the next section.

I first realized that I was magical when I was only seven. I had been playing in the fields near our house, when the leaves I had been playing with seemed to float and spin, higher and higher. You see, I had shown no magical qualities thus far, and my parents were beginning to get worried, a lot like Neville Longbottom's story, except I wasn't hanging out of a window. Anyway, all the leaves, the sticks, the seeds, even the dirt from the ground seemed to be floating up, high in the air. My mother came out from out cottage, and saw me and the floating leaves, and screamed with delight. Ever since then, I have had a talent for making objects float.