Tall, Gorgeous girl with tan skin eyes like sapphires and wavy blond hair has a dark air and is stylish. And I don’t believe in wearing makeup and my favorite number is eight.

Courageous, smart, kind and cunning. I enjoy reading, and have read many of the books in the family library. At an early age, I grew up around magic, yet I rarely saw my parents, for they chose to travel around the world performing tasks for the ministry. My house elf took care of me, even though my siblings were supposed to take care of me, for they were much older than me. Whenever my parents arrived home I always sought out validation from them, yet they never acknowledged me, until my first accidental magical encounter…


The day I first did magic (that I can remember), I was nearly eleven and I was pretending to ride on a broomstick like my siblings did ( a game I usually enjoyed playing) when the broomstick started to shake and hover the tinniest bit before slowly landing again. I nearly fell off the broom in shock, and ran to tell my friend Iantha what had happened. The next day my hogwarts letter arrived. I was so excited a rushed to show my family, yet they simply smiled and said, “ you must be better than your siblings” before turning back to their business.