Anna Jasmine Blackberry

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Anna Jasmine Blackberry is a relatively short girl for one of her age. She stood at 4ft 5 inches or 135 cm. She weighs 67 pounds (30.5kg). She has brown skin and black hair she's proud of, and very defined curls that reaches her shoulders, and quite voluminous. Her eyes are a sort of medium blue, her eyes are rather big, some might say that they reminded people of doe eyes, with their roundness and her long eyelashes. Her face was in the shape of an oval, with a just slightly meaty nose. She had slightly big front teeth. She carried a penguin plushy, often hidden, when she could. And she usually brings with her sunglasses and earmuffs.
Anna Blackberry is autistic and she might present unusual or atypical behavior. She is usually very friendly and excitable with most people, but tends to be blunt, even when it's not her intention.
She tends to talk loudly, miss social clues (she's trying to learn them, though...) and look intently at people's eyes and stare af them when she's paying attention at what they say. She frequently over-talks and is easily amused. Plants are her special interest, so she's very interested in subjects like herbology. However, she hates flying and is scared of it, making her an atrocious student at it. She also has a lot of trouble with Potions, as she is unable to understand what certain measurements such as "a bit", "a little" or "too much" mean, causing her to often ruin her potion or explode something. She likes puns, pranks and has a great memory for whatever's she's paying attention at. She loves reading fiction books with a deep lore and moral dilemmas, and also likes reading non-fiction especially about spells, plants and animals. She likes new people, but is overwhelmed by excessive crowds. She usually moves a lot when she's happy, such as jumping, hand-flapping and shaking her hands behind her back. She has a high pitched tone of voice, that sometimes hurts the ears when she's very excited.
Anna has many, many plushies, but keeps most of them in her room, aside from her penguin plushie, Aoibheann
Anna does not have any adjacent mental illness.
She is very talkative and easily excitable, and if she's really happy, she might actually keep on talking even if the other person has left the conversation. In her house, that happens a lot, as none of her servants are able of hearing five hours of the history of the discovery of plants.
She tends to be nerdy and enjoys studying and planning her routine, but feels uneasy and dazed if something goes unexpectedly. That's mostly a result of her autism; she feels extremely confused and out of place if she's surprised by anything at all, causing her to withdraw and act more timid while trying to navigate what's happening around her.
Despite being this nerdy, she's also quite mischievous and enjoys harmless pranks on others. She's also sensitive and easily hurt, though it's more common that she responds by punching whoever hurt her instead of sulking.
Anna might try to act classy, but her naturally loud, impulsive and bubbly personality, as well as her habit of saying swear words, does not allow a lot of elegance.
Because she spent all her pre-Hogwarts life without ever having gone anywhere but her parents' house (only exception being going to her grandmother's house), most of her personality is extremely influenced by her parengs, especially her mother, and she's very reliant on her family's presence and love to maintain stability.

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Anna’s first instance of magic happened when she was 5. She was looking around her grandmother’s house, curious. Eyeing an overflowing bookshelf, she attempted to get her hand high enough to grab one of the more interesting-looking ones. It was just barely out of her reach, but she was so sure of herself, that if she just stretched a bit more, reached up on her tiptoes, she’d reach them. But, in her attempt to reach the elusive book she wanted to read, she had supported herself against the bookshelf. A bad idea if there was ever one. Anna realized it just as dozens of books came falling and crashing down on her like a violent sea wave. She quickly tried shielding herself with her hand. However, instead of falling on top of her like she had anticipated, the books abruptly stopped in mid-air, bare inches above her head. The remained like that for several seconds, trembling in anticipation, before they gently floated to the ground with a single noise, light as a feather.