Ténébra Lowfa

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• First and last name: Ténébra Lowfa
• Species: Werewolf
• Birthday: November 28, 2013
• Age: 11 year old
• Residence: Bibury in the Cotswolds
• Year at Hogwarts: 1st
• Hogwarts House : Gryffindor
• Wand: 14" chestnut wood and jackalope antler

Her history

Hello, my name is Ténébra Lowfa, I am 11 years old. I was born on November 28, 2013. I am English and of mixed blood.
I am kind, sociable, creative, imaginative, and even though I lack self-confidence, I make sure not to let myself be taken advantage of. I like reading, writing, and drawing; music—I play the piano, guitar, and a little harp; nature—I love walking in the forest surrounding our property; animals—we rescue animals, and Dad takes care of them. We'll try to get them adopted, but in the meantime, they stay with us; rain, storms, and wind—I really like being in front of our fireplace reading when the storm is blowing outside.
I live in the Cotswolds in the small village of Bibury. Around the house, there's a forest and an old house.
I went to a Muggle school until I received my Hogwarts letter. I had friends, but I didn't mind leaving them to continue my studies in a castle and learn magic.
At Muggle school I had several friends, I got along very well with them.
I often invited them to my house, we played in the big garden and it wasn't uncommon for mom to take us for a walk in the forest!
When I was little, at 6 or 7 years old, I tried horse riding, I loved it but it wasn't possible for my parents to buy me a horse. I remember crying a lot but my sadness passed quickly.
I started playing piano at 5, guitar at 8, and harp at 9. I love these three instruments and hope to continue playing them even though I'm at Hogwarts. At 0, I participated in a music competition. I played piano and sang, and I won first prize! I was so proud of myself!
Many people say that I look like my mother, which is true, both physically and morally!

First instance of magic

My first act of magic happened when I was five years old. I was reading outside, leaning against a tree, and there was a light breeze. It kept turning the pages of my book. Being rather short-tempered at the time, I got angry, threw the book away in a fit of rage, and turned my back on it. That's when it came back to me, opened to the right page and didn't move again.

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