Physical Description: I have gray-blonde hair with striking blue eyes. My build is slender and tall—just enough height for a girl. My style is chic, minimal, and polished. But most of the time, I wear a cloak, paired with a silver Blackwood heirloom that allows me to look like one in the paintings.

Mental Description: One thing that I learn is to embody elegance whatever I do. There is no room for failure; you have to be the best among the rest. It's not perfection, but control of everything.

Biography: My life pre-Hogwarts is that I was raised in Carmarthen, Wales, in a pure-blood family of wizards and witches. I balance the Blackwood legacy with my own rhythm. As a child, I was taught early on what my family expects of greatness, and I have to define it. I rarely have friends because I could say I am aloof—is what they say—but I call it poise. But I have one friend—he is a boy—one I am with when we run to the hills on our horses.

First Instance of Magic: My first instance of magic was when I accidentally turned the inkwell into a box. It happened when I was in my father's study room. I was only looking at him because of curiosity, and apparently I was looking intently at the inkwell when all of a sudden it turned into a box. It's not a perfect box figure; half of it is an inkwell. My father was shocked because I was wandless and I was just a four-year-old little girl. Therefore, my parents decided to have me hone my magic and let me enroll in a wizarding school when the time is right.