Ivy Thornton | First Year | Ravenclaw

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -----

IVY THORNTON

MBTI INTP HOUSE Ravenclaw WAND WOOD Chestnut

SPECIES Human SCHOOL YEAR First WAND CORE Unicorn hair

AGE 12 BLOOD Half-blood PET Hoping for a cat

curiosity is the wick in the candle of learning.

HISTORY

Ivy was born on a windy, wet night in the March to Eliza and Benjamin Thornton. Benjamin had enchanted the ceiling of her nursery weeks prior, swirls of dark blue and inky black broken up by a spattering of beautiful stars. It was enchanted to show the night sky at that moment in time. The moon was at the end of its lunar cycle, the thin curve of silver barely lighting up the sky. It is said people born under a crescent moon may be considered intuitive, wise and have a gift for imagination. The couple had been trying for a child since their wedding. It took longer than they hoped or expected, but when Ivy did arrive, she was all the more precious to them. Ivy grew bigger, the fine baby hairs on her head turned to short uncontrollable curls and eventually grew out to soft long waves. On each and every special occasion the family could be found together curled under the enchanted ceiling. Ivy felt the warm blanket of comfort surrounding her anytime she was nestled between her parents in the old nursery. She had barely fit between them now, but the grin she gave her mother and father alleviated any aching muscles from being squished. Ivy spent almost all of her time in her younger years with her father, he had taken time off to home school his daughter. He was an accomplished author, charm books, he continued to create write whenever he had a minute. When Ivy could finally learn magic she would be just like her father, his charms were the best. Her mother was a mediwitch, she helped people, although not as dazzling as charms Ivy’s young eyes, she understood that it was admirable all the same. By the time she was running around she had started spending summers with her mothers family, all muggles. The way they did things was confusing at first, surely it would be a lot easier if they did it with magic. The more time she was there, the more she loved it. With no siblings at home it was a rush of exhilaration to get up to mischief with cousins.

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