Name of PC: Isla Afton
Name of iNPC: Yuliana Clawthorne
School of iNPC: Ivelmorny
Year: First

Physical Description: Yuliana is a redhead, just like her mother, she stands at 4 feet 5, making her quite short for her age. Her hair is wavy, medium-length, she usually styles it to have volume, unless she has to play volleyball, which in that case is a ponytail.

Mental Description: Yuliana is a blossoming extrovert, she has many group friends, that she somehow is still in contact with even after a hundred of moving places. She is a confident, friendly girl.

Biography: Yuliana was born to the Clawthorne family the fourth October 2014, she was the first daughter of the marriage between Emily and Alexander Clawthorne. Her name means youthful, or descended from Jupiter. During her life, she never knew about the magic world her parents came from, Emily was a pureblood, while Alex a half-blood, as a kid, Yuliana never had filter, and she couldn't just walk into her paternal grandfather and tell him 'Did you know we can do magic?'. She studied on a muggle primary school, where she used to play for the volleyball team. As the eldest, she wasn't likely to get in trouble, in fact, back at her muggle school, she was more likely to take responsibility for her sibling's actions than let the school master call her parents.
First Instance of Magic: Yuliana's never felt lonely, her house always full of chatter and laughter, that day, it wasn't, everyone was wearing black clothes, even Yulianna and her siblings, even though they didn't understand what was happening. People were crying, her grandmother's body in a coffin, she didn't understand, 'Isn't she sleeping?' she wondered. Mrs. Clawthorne had been full of life until that day, and Yuliana didn't understand why her granny wasn't waking up and telling everyone to stop crying.

All the lights started to go on and off, Yuliana was stressed, and she didn't know why her grandmother wasn't waking up and walking towards her, trying to soothe her. During the funeral, only the Clawthorne kids were laughing, the 5 and 8 years old, not understanding the severity of the situation, just as the lights continued to go on and off. Her breathing quickened, just as the time for the lights to be on and off did lessen.