Name: Finnian Hallowell
Age: 11 Years old
Height: 4 ft 9 inches
Current place of living: Louth, Ireland

I am a half blood Irish male. I have a completely normal, average build for a child my age. I have thick, brown/black hair. I have big, button like brown eyes. I would say I have a friendly, warm face, easy to approach.
I am not picky in terms of fashion, nice, casual, comfortable clothes will suit me just fine. There is nothing particularly out of the ordinary about my appearance at all, just an average 11 year old child.

I try my best to avoid conflict, peace suits my character much better than dispute. I would argue that I am quite kind, loyal to my friends and would defend them no matter what. I am respectful to all folk. I am a quiet but not shy person. I like to socialise with others around me, and if conflict of any kind occurs, I will never try to escalate the situation. I love stories, whether they are muggle or magical. I have no mental illnesses or behaving issues that would stand out. I would say I have a sense of humour and know how to take a joke. I am easy enough to get along with.

I grew up in the village of Blackrock located in the town of Dundalk, Ireland. My father, Aidan Hallowell, is a muggle-born wizard who now currently works as a secondary school history teacher in a local muggle school. My mother, Nuala Hallowell, is a witch who currently owns her own muggle herbal shop. She sells teas, balms and many other remedies for the village. She always seems to Know exactly what a customer needs, that's what makes her so respected around Blackrock. I have one sister, although, she is unfortunately non-magical. Because of this, I did grow up mostly unaware of the magical world, my parents only agreed to start a reveal on magic if me or my sister showed any signs of magic of our own. The household I have lived in since birth is a complete muggle home, magic is not used around the house to complete day to day tasks etc. I attend or attended a normal muggle school, and I have mostly just had a normal muggle childhood, fitting in with the rest of society as normal. I perform well enough in school, My favourite subjects being History and English. The two main hobbies which both I have been indulged in since early childhood is the muggle sport of Golf and classical piano. The piano is like an old soul that I absolutely adore, more than any other item on this planet. My love for the piano cannot be spoken into words. Back in the muggle world, I also listened to hours of classical music weekly, it relaxes my soul in a way, as if the music is speaking gently through my ears.

I had my first instance of accidental magic when I was just nine years old. I was out, playing with my sister and a few friends on our street as normal. There is a huge wooded area near our house and all 4 of us were cycling a lane through these woods. I was ahead of the group, just cycling as fast as possible. As I was cycling, my bike just tumbled on an object on the ground, I wobbled off the path and headed directly for a huge set of bushes, when, an odd occurrence took place. the bush just kind of seemed to part in front of me. I passed through it, as if it was never there at all. I cycled right back onto the trail and stopped. The only other person who had watched it happening was my sister. Now, at eleven years old, I am getting an acceptance letter at Hogwarts.