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Agata Ríos Matos
Status:
Pure-blood
Birthday:
03 Mar 2010
Nationality:
Peruvian
Residence:
Cuzco, Peru
Function:
Fifth year, Quidditch Player, Castelobruxo
Wand:
21,9 cm alder wood and wampus cat hair
Beatrice Forsyth
Dusana Sabo
Agata Ríos Matos
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Physical Description: If one were to look at Agata, they would simply call her tall. 182 cm to be accurate. It wasn't something she loved being pointed out, usually with her hunching or sitting down to minimise the effect. Agata's long brown hair is usually tied up in a bun or braids due to the long length, ease and comfort. She gained her mothers chocolate coloured eyes and olive skin, although her cheeky smile is very much her fathers, when you can get it out of her.

Agata usually wears her long hair in braids or somewhat tied up out of the way due to the humid climate. She usually wears short sleeved, tighter clothing to help keep out of the way from her potion making. Flowy pants and jumpsuits are her favoured style. A lover of colour, you'd be hard pressed to find her wearing anything monotone.
Mental Description: Some might call Agata a mature child, and she was (she thought so anyway) but really it was just that she had a hard time letting people in. Whether it was because she grew up in a magical household and took the secret keeping a little too seriously, her parents often joking with tourists about Inca magic remaining around the city, or the fact she was the only child of seven to be still at home, one would never know. All they would be able to say is that it was hard to get close to the tall, lanky girl. She doesn't like talking to others without cause, unless she knows them.

Biography: Agata's father originated from Spain. He'd had a wonderful childhood growing up in the Northern part of the country. He'd always loved being out in the fresh air and sunshine. He'd grown up with a single mother, never knowing who is father was. His mother had been too ashamed to ever reveal the name of her lover before her passing in Adrián's early life. He'd always been proud of his mother and her struggles for the both of them. When Sofia, Adrián's mother passed in his early twenties, he went on a spiritual journey. Around the globe he went, discovering new and exotic plants and places that took his fancy. It was in Peru that he met the love of his life, Luara whilst in the Amazon jungle on a herbology expedition. It was there in the mountain town of Cuzco, Peru where he decided to settle, opening a plant shop. They combined their love of plants and created a big family, something that Adrián had always wanted.

Unbeknownst to Adrián, his father was Nikolas Sabo. He had kept his affair with Sofia Rios a secret for years before Dusana Sabo, his granddaughter, went through his belongings and letters after he had passed. When she realised the extent of the secret, that she had an uncle, possibly cousin's, she went on a search for her long-lost family members. After Hogwarts, she used her time travelling Europe to discover more about her family's history. It was during this time that she found and reached out to her uncle. Both Adrián and Dusana would send letters throughout the years, updating each other on their respective lives. Milo, Dusana's father held contempt for his half-brother, after a chaotic and aggravating chat that his daughter would have with him one afternoon, and refused to have anything to do with Adrián and "his lot" (his wife and seven children). Adrián decided to settle in Cuzco for Luara, and together they opened a plant shop and raised their family of seven children, Julián, Sofía, Ariadna, María, Francisco, Violeta and Agata.

First Instance of Magic: The old Inca walls had shook and cried with her as she stomped her six year old feet atop the ancient stone wall, rocks raining down upon her siblings in the most unnatural of directions, her magic making sure to punish them for teasing her.

Her siblings had laughed up then not allowing her to play with the rest of them, seeing her as too young and silly to do so. Mama had said, later as they both sat brushing Agata's hair, that she was fierce and passionate and her magic was too. She should never forget that