My name is Emmeline Pembroke. I have light brown hair and bright green eyes. I like to wear flowery t-shirts and skirts.
I look like someone who would love reading and is super good but I'm not! My parents are super rich so I have a tutor who comes to teach me and I don't listen. I hate history it is boring. I love reading the newspaper(my tutor says that that is history) I am a dare devil. I do lots of midnight feast with my friends and nearly always get caught but luckily one of my friends is really smart so she can always find a place to hide or ways to lie.
My life before Hogwarts: I live in a small house in London with my family. We live in a mansion and I hate it everyone look in over the walls and through the gates and they just see that my parents are rich. I hate my Father's name Pembroke and I love my Mother's name Fairfax it is so much nicer. There are a lot of poor people in our area so I feel so bad when they walk past our house. (sometime when no one is looking I give them some of my money to buy some food or I steal some food from the kitchen. You may have gotten the hint that I don't like my parents but they are fine except for that they boast a lot. I have no brother and sisters so life is pretty boring when my friends are busy.
The first time I did magic was last year when my parents were in a meeting (more like chatting amongst themselves and pretending it is a meeting) and I was eavesdropping, which I do a lot but it is really hard because you can't hear that well. They were talking about me. I thought they were talking about my grades because they aren't the best and my Dad was in Ravenclaw when he was in Hogwarts but my Mum was in Hufflepuff so she doesn't really care about my grades but anyway. They were saying things like squib and a lot of what if's so I put two and two together and I guessed they were thinking I was a squib. I was so annoyed because my Dad had said since I could understand properly that I would be going to Hogwarts and I would be in Ravenclaw if I had good grades. I then had started to work a lot more because he had convinced my Ravenclaw was the best house. Anyways, I had my hand on the door and it started a fire but the shape of my hand! My parents soon heard the noise and they extinguished the fire using their wands. Then they talked to me first giving out to me for eavesdropping ( I had to tell them because I was meant to be asleep in bed) then I asked them if the fire proves that I am not a squib and they said yes!