Nellie Bloodlust / First Year / Slytherin

It was a chilly, cloudy day in Norton, England. The date was January 21, 2012. The day Nellie Bloodlust came into this world. The amount of screaming and crying that came from that hospital room, you'd almost think she was unhappy to be joining everyone else! It was quite the opposite. If anything, that was a warning. Nellie hasn't changed much from that day.
As a small child, Nellie got everything she had ever asked for. If she didn't everyone else had to pay the price, so they just caught of that it was probably easier to just give the girl what she demands. Nellie had a happy childhood. She couldn't recall one time she ever saw her parents fight. Her parents made sure to shelter her. Nellie was homeschooled her entire life, which made her angry at her parents. They were just preparing her for things they knew she wouldn't be ready for, had she met other children her age.
As Nellie got older and her parents knew she was ready to hear about it, her parents told her everything about Hogwarts. Nellie knew that's where she belonged.
When Nellie found out she came from a long line of Slytherins', that made her nervous. She was afraid she would be sorted into another house, although that was never even questioned.

It was a warmer day, the weather outside was perfect. It was three days after Nellie's 10th birthday. Nellie sat upstairs in her home, watching kids play at the park across the street. She stared out her window, angrily. She always had to watch these kids play outside, yet she was never allowed to join them. She never understood why. Nellie loudly stomped down the stairs of her home and right up to her parents. They were in the kitchen focused on preparing supper.
"Mother!" Nellie shouted. "Why can't I go play with them outside?"
Her parents looked at one another, exhausted by how many times they have been asked this same question. Her mother moved over to Nellie and squatted in front of her.
"They aren't like you, Nellie," Her mother answered. This answer wasn't good enough for Nellie, she had heard this so many times. She shoved her mother and ran back up to her bedroom.
"Nellie! You get down here this instance!" Her father shouted. Nellie slammed her bedroom door as hard as she could.
She paced her room, angrily. She stood in front of her toy chest, trying to calm down. This was the angriest she had ever felt. Nellie heard her bedroom door creak open. She quickly turned from her toy chest to whoever was now in her doorway. Everything happened so fast, she didn't even realized her toy chest coming off the ground and hitting her father right in the chest.
Nellie stared in disbelief as she saw her father fall back into the hallway, along with the toy chest.

Nellie is a smaller girl, standing at 4'6 and weighing 66 pounds. Her skin is almost porcelain, she often gets compared to her grandmothers dolls she has in her kitchen. Her cheeks are have light freckles across them.
She has her mothers mothers hair and her fathers eyes. Her hair is platinum blonde, nearly white. It's length is a little bit past her waist. Her hair is so thick, her mother calls it a horse tail every time she brushes it for Nellie. Nellies' eyes are an icy blue, exactly as her fathers.
When Nellie isn't in school and wearing her robe, you will often see her in neutral colors and of course her small diamond necklace she was gifted by her parents the day she left to Hogwarts.

The easiest way to put it, would be to call Nellie a spoiled brat. She has a bit more to her than just this, though. As mentioned before, Nellie has gotten everything she's ever asked for. She won't except anything less, really. Nellie hates to show it, but she does have a softer side. Especially when it comes to her friends. She tends to put herself first and ultimately doing what benefits her. She will always defend her friends that she considers family. Her favorite hobbies would be playing card games or painting.