Noah Waincroft - First Year - Hufflepuff

Full Name: Noah Grace Waincroft

House: Hufflepuff

Age: 11

Wand: 20,8 cm cherry wood and phoenix feather

School Year: First year

Patronus: N/A

Species: Human

History/Background Story:

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Noah Grace Waincroft was born December 14th, 2011 to a muggle mother and a wizard father, Christy and Spencer Waincroft, in the city of Manchester, England. Her early years were filled with the laughter of her father and the smiles of her mother. She lived a childhood some only dreamed of. Everything she wanted right at her fingertips. Around her fifth birthday was when everything changed. Noah vaguely remembered walking through the threshold of her parents door to the sound of her mother sobbing in her bedroom. She was too young to fully grasp what had happened, but all she knew was that it ended up resulting in her parents’ divorce. From then on, her life was crazy. A vicious court battle ending with her father getting full custody of her, and her mother moving to some remote place cutting off all contact with them. When she was eight, she started rebelling. The built up resentment of her parents divorce finally had made her snap. It was nothing major, much of it just made her father shake her head. Though her father really started getting involved when she got her septum pierced. He was a renowned detective, and said he didn’t need his daughter looking like some sort of bull with a septum ring. One day when she was nine, during a fight, they were yelling back and forth shaking their hands in the way one does during a fight. She had fiery red har so she was used to the stereotype that said she had a bad temper, and decided to own it. Then gust of wind knocked over the vase holding her great-grandmothers ashes. She had been very confused as to what had happened because there hadn’t been any windows open in the room, but she thought maybe an air vent had malfunctioned and nothing was out of the ordinary. When she was ten, her father remarried. She wasn’t really upset about it, in fact she was rather unfeeling about the whole situation. Her mom had abandoned her so she wasn’t really upset her father was replacing her but she also didn’t know the woman at all, so there were no positive or negative feelings. She was able to be in the wedding, and her 4 foot 7 inch self was the flower girl. In her mind she was a little old to be a flower girl, but it meant a lot to her father. She didn’t really care what he thought of her, but it was his wedding so she appeased him. A few months after the wedding her step-mother, Sarah, handed her, with a smile on her face, an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. She then realized the air vent all those years ago hadn’t been an air vent malfunction but the manifestation of her magic.