Aria​‍​‌‍​‍‌​‍​‌‍​‍‌ Rune Atchison is an 11-year-old muggle-born witch from Ayr, Scotland. She was born with oculocutaneous albinism, which gives her a very unique and eye-catching appearance. Her silvery-white hair is always escaping from the braid, her skin that is too pale for the sunburns very quickly and her irises are so lightly pigmented that most of the time they look like violet but the light has to hit them just right. She is 4’8” tall, slim and with long limbs, and her walk is a mixture of being cautious and quietly energetic, as if she always has a flash of curiosity eager to burst forth. The little freckles on her face barely show and she is mostly seen wearing his hat, pastel jumper, soft long sleeves, and green or brown scarves made by her mother—clothes that are not only practical but also have a gentle and artistic style to them. Aria has tinted glasses for very bright days, not out of fragility but because she knows her needs and takes good care of herself.

Aria was brought up in a well-off and loving family with a father who is a science teacher and a mother who is a textile designer. From the very start of life, she figured out how to link fantasy to facts. She was occupied for hours with exploring nature trails, and drawing bugs and plants and at the same time she was stockpiling nature’s “treasures” like stones with weird patterns, feathers, dried flowers, and even the weirdest shaped twigs which she is ready to swear are her friends. Her parents were very supportive of her being creative and curious, they never ran out of answers for her questions and at the same time they taught her to view her albinism as a lovely part of who she is. Because of that, Aria had the opportunity to grow into a quiet kind of self-confidence, a warm and empathetic temperament that makes people come to her in a gentler way instead of a bolder one.

Although sometimes she feels a bit anxious when she is in a strange place or among a noisy crowd, Aria is pretty much capable of handling it using grounding exercises which her parents had taught her. She usually brings her anxiety under control by grinding her thumb along the edge of her scarf, concentrating on colors or textures of what is around her, or taking a deeper breath. After she calms down, she can stay with the situation really fast which is a kind of emotional elasticity that is somehow evident in the not quite straight holly-and-unicorn-hair wand that later picks her up. On school days she chooses to indulge in art, English, and other creative works that require the use of hands. Besides this, the natural inclination of hers to protect makes her quite courageous when, out of the blue, someone gets sad or needs comforting.

Her defense mechanisms showed up in her magic long before she figured them out. When she was seven years old, the family was having a picnic in Eaton Park when a younger child next to them fell, hurt his knee and started crying. Overcome with the desire to please, Aria felt a sudden surge of emotions - and without any kind of magical intervention, fragile white flowers from a far-off hedge lifted on an invisible gust of wind and twirled down at him like a soothing snow. The kid stopped crying out of amazement, her parents thought it was an unusual coincidence, and Aria herself only realized what it meant years later when she got her letter from Hogwarts. That one time of unintentional, mild magic had been the very first glimpse of the witch she was meant to ​‍​‌‍​‍‌​‍​‌‍​‍‌be.

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- Lily Jenker