Physical Description:
Nyx is a tall boy for his age, at about 4’11” with a very lean build. His bright blue eyes are striking against his pale skin, and his dark blond hair, as much as he's wanted it to be straight, always just manages to curl itself.

Mental Description:
Nyx has a very adventurous and curious personality, with an amazing mixture of a black cat and golden retriever energy. He has a unique sense of humor, often engaging in sarcastic comments and replies, be it the gloomiest of situations. He is always eager to prove himself, but it sometimes leads to reckless choices. Nyx is a very good and loyal friend, and a very kind-hearted human being. He always looks to stay with his friends, he would rather his friends than even his family, where he feels completely misunderstood. No matter how much he likes being alone, he would do anything for his friends, always considering them more important than himself.

Biography:
Nyx, being from the suburban town of Loughton, did not exactly know what city life is. All his interests were devoted towards his mother, who worked in an apothecary for witches and wizards. Seeing the varieties of potions and what they did really sparked Nyx's curiosity, especially when he was a young child. His father, was a teacher for muggles, and taught them math, which Nyx found no interest in. During his childhood, his mind was fascinated by both worlds, muggle science as well as magic. However, as he grew up, the amazement cause by the magic prevailed. He used to secretly watch his mother perform charms at home, as well as at the apothecary, wishing he could do those one day. His mother told him stories about Hogwarts before bed every night, just increasing his excitement day by day for the day he turned eleven, and received the letter.

First Instance of Magic:
Nyx, originally seems like a girl's name, but his mother did not mind. She thought the name would suit him very well, and just kept it, no matter what anybody else said. And Nyx? He lived upto the name, his personality really felt like what 'night' would if it was a person.
One day, when Nyx was six, a group of kids, all muggles, surrounded him while he was playing, and starting teasing him. They called him a girl, called him names, with mocking tones, and that's when, something in Nyx just snapped. The wind around him starting circling around him, and suddenly whipped into a very sharp gust, knocking the boys backwards, getting them shocked, crying for help. Nyx just stood there, as he watched them try to get up and run away, while their shoelaces kept tying themselves in messy knots, getting them to trip again and again. His mother, seeing the scene, rushed out the house, somehow managed to fix the boys' condition without letting them realise the charms she was using, as well as assuring Nyx that this was completely normal.