Katherine Felix Beauxbatons

Name: Katherine "Kit" Ester Felix
Status: Pureblood
School: Beauxbatons
Year: Sixth

Appearance: Kit confidently stands at 5' 5", a general upbeat and assured attitude about her. Freckles dot her pale skin along her cheeks and nose as well as a scattered few on her legs and arms from time spent in the sun. Light green-blue eyes contrasts her dark red hair that would fall in slight waves to her shoulders if Kit ever let it down- a rare occurrence as her hair is most often up in a messy ponytail or space buns. She carries around very few accessories except for some hairbands around her wrist and a pair of earbuds that don't actually work. Her wardrobe typically consists of colorful yet casual clothing, a wide selection of outfits with only dresses seeming to be the rarity.

Personality: "Live and let live" would generally be Kit's motto. The only thing she feels strongly about is sports competitions such as Quidditch but even then there seems to be little concern over whether her team won or lost, more hopeful that she and everyone else playing put all their effort and skill into the game. She is open in her thoughts and feelings, perhaps to the point of being too talkative for some, and does enjoy engaging in conversations as she's curious about the people around her. While good at asking questions, Kit is not great at giving advice due to her few experiences and the little stress she puts on anything. Her interests tend to either be creative or active- enjoying art, sports, dance, and singing while always curious to try new things. With the amount of time spent on her hobbies and the little interest in academics plus the struggle to cast spells in general due to her rather free-flowing and unfocused nature, homework is often left rushed or incomplete.

History: Katherine was born in raised in the United States of America, specifically in Los Angeles, California. Her pureblood parents were always off at work, employing a squib to take care of their two daughters. Her sister was older, Isabelle, with cascading blond hair. It had always been obvious to the young girl that Isabelle was the favorite of her parents, partly because she was the older. The heir, not that the redhead had ever wanted such a position. The squib, Helen, was a soft spoken young woman, always downcast whenever her parents were around. Helen always seemed brighter when their parents were gone.

It was Helen, Katherine, and Isabelle. She received her first nickname from her sister, officially deeming Katherine to be Kat. They would prance around the large house, playing with all the fancy paints they could find. The two girls could always convince Helen to play hide-and-seek with them, soft giggles drifting from all the different hiding spots within the tidy house. The two were active, although Kat was always more willing and rebellious than Isabelle. Belle had a reputation to uphold, though.

Kat would receive her second nickname from Helen. She was deemed KitKat after Helen saw the girl's face when she bit into the chocolate-covered wafer bars. KitKat would also get an MP3 player at this time, some songs already inputted into the small device. It crashed occasionally, but the girl felt better having music- art- near her. It would become a new accessory, one only hidden when her parents returned from work.

Her small school gave her a different name. Katherine was far too fancy and old for an elementary schooler. Not wanting to be called Kat except by Isabelle, the new name would be Kit. It felt right to the girl, connected with bright smiles and grass-stained knees. Where her home was filled with art and music, school felt more about sports. PE was an important part and her favorite class- partly because they weren't trying to jam facts into her head. Her friends were almost all soccer players although Kit had never been allowed to join any sports teams outside of her school. And there wasn't really anything in elementary school. She supposed she could wait for middle school, but she knew she was going to a magical school.

And that was correct. The summer before her first year, her parents would drop her off in Lyon, France with her grandparents. Kit knew some French (it was a requirement of her parents), but she had wanted to go to Ilvermorny. Her parents, the ones with the highest authority, quickly shot down that idea, explaining how Beauxbatons was certainly the more fancy school. So, with that, the girl went to Beauxbatons.

First Instance of Magic: It was later in the day. Her parents were home and Helen had gone to her (other?) house. Katherine was young, still figuring out what she could and couldn't do when her parents were home. They were strict- very different from Helen's soft patience. So she had wandered corridors, trying to be as silent as possible. It was fun exercise, and it grew more so when she heard her parents voice. Staying quiet and not being visible? Now that was a challenge. The girl would keep close to the wall, straining to hear the words. Her eyes would widen, though, as she heard what they were saying.

What if the squib corrupts our daughters? We shouldn't have hired her. But a muggle wouldn't- couldn't- care for them. And no real wizard deserves to be treated like a squib.

She didn't know what they were talking about, but she knew it was about Helen. And it was mean. A fierce protectiveness flooded the girl's senses, glaring at the far wall. They couldn't be so mean to someone so nice. Shutters and windows slammed open, a sudden gust of wind letting papers fly. There was a small cry of surprise, but Katherine ran away before she could hear anymore.