Physical Description: Violette stands at 4'8, skin a shade of porcelain cream. Her cheek bones are high, a gentle natural flush always splayed across her cheeks. Her eyes are two different shades due to genetics. One eye a hazel green whereas the other is an icy grey-blue, a trait she shares with her older brother. Originally her hair is a dark brunette, bordering ravenette in the right light. But she colors it every few months, normally sticking to streaks instead of fully due to her mother. Right now she's sporting her natural color. It reaches around her shoulders, curling at the ends.

Her nails are painted and well kept. Around her throat sits a necklace that she never removes, the chain is a simple silver and the charm is a stargazer lily. A gift from her older brother who's in his second to last year.

Mental Description: She's mostly silent, but when around the right people she blossoms, her true self being shown around family members and or close friends, which she never had many of. Her parents taught her to be small, to observe, people reveal a lot when they think you're not watching.

She does have ADHD (i have it myself ooc) but it's not medicated. Her parents have placed her on many types but they didn't make Violette feel human, so they chose not to continue. Sometimes it it's in the way, but she does manage.

Her personality is hard to pinpoint at first, but the more she opens up, the more you learn she's gentle by nature, passionate about writing and maybe a little reckless but just to feel the thrill, adrenaline never hurts in small amounts right?

She can be sarcastic but only if it's warranted, otherwise she is respectful.

Biography: Violette was an odd one, she enjoyed being alone probably reading or creating stories of her own. Most of the time her parents were working while her older sibling rarely came home, leaving her with an army of nannies who didn't struggle. When her parents were around though, they tried their best to spoil her and give her and her brother what they couldn't have.

Their parents were careful around them, not strict but not lazy. Even when they worked most days, the nannies who helped in raising Violette and her brother, were well trained.

Violette was allowed to be free, but had certain rules she had to stick to, just to keep up the reputation her father worked hard for.

The Villeneuve name was tainted several decades ago due to a wizard gone rogue, the details of what had happened inside that house that sat on the hill were never truly given. Everyone has their theories, but no one truly knows.

Erik, Violette's great grandfather, having seen what the taint has done to his family decided it was up to him and his future heirs to make right.

And he has, through hard work and a lot of money later, the name can finally stand proud alongside Violette and her parents.

Even though old stories arise, and people are still wary, they hold their heads high and continue on mostly vowing to not let the old legacy eat away at their new beginning.

When her older brother did visit, they spent it up late, reading together or creating art. Some days are spent baking and others around and in the river near the secluded manor in the rich and green country sides near Edinburgh.

The manor was owned by Erik Villeneuve, whereas Violette grew up for the first seven years of her live living in the country side of Britain while Villeneuve Manor went through repairs and restructuring.

By age eight Violette was moved over to Edinburgh Scotland to start over in her familial home alongside her father Edison, her mother Terese and her brother Lorcain who had already been attending Hogwarts.

Throughout all of that, she had several tutors as her basic education.

They're proud of their daughter, even if she does feel like a stranger to them at times. Violette has always been naturally smart, but chose to use her smarts on creativity instead of academics. Her marks are high, but she rarely aims for the top spot. She'd rather prove herself through the things she holds passion for.

First Instance of Magic: At a dinner party, around the age of nine, she got lost in a hedge maze with a fellow classmate. The two were playing tag with a larger group but broke off to avoid the person chasing them. The classmate went one way while she went the other, what felt like hours left her afraid in the dark. She curled up on the dirt and wished for something to show her the way or for someone to find her. By some miracle, a bunny made of light showed her the way out. She woke hours later, chalking it up to be a dream.