Informacje ogólne
Age: 11 years old
Year: First year in Slytherin
Personality:
A sharp mind and a slightly dreamy gaze. Some say I’m a very rude and arrogant girl, often unintentionally ignoring people. I have curly, dark hair (which often makes people look at me with disdain, as no one else has hair like that—it’s a very unnatural color in my town). My hair often falls into my eyes, and there's always a mysterious smile on my lips (which frightens the neighbors).
I’m definitely known for my sensitivity and intuition. People think I’m shy because I don’t have any friends. At the beginning of a relationship, I pretend to be kind and sincere, but once you get to know me better, you realize it’s the opposite—I lie often and I’m generally rude.
Backstory:
I grew up in a small village in the north of Scotland, in a wooden house overlooking a dense forest full of legends and mysteries. From a very young age, I noticed I was different from other children—not only in appearance but also in behavior. I never had friends because of my attitude and that ever-present, brutal honesty mixed with arrogance. Even though I was ambitious, I never went out much—I preferred studying and learning.
Because I had no friends, I quickly stopped being nice, and that never changed. I never again said a truly kind word about anyone. One day, when I was 8 years old and crying once again because I didn’t have any friends, something unexpected happened. As I cried in the middle of a meadow, at first I didn’t notice—but the longer I cried, the more flowers started to grow around me. When I finally saw them, I got scared and ran back home. It only happened once—on the day my former best friend ended our friendship.
On my 11th birthday, while I was sitting alone in the garden, I noticed a mysterious, glowing flash in the sky. That was the moment everything became clear—a letter fell from the sky. It was a special invitation from Hogwarts. Holding my breath, I suddenly recognized something I hadn’t been able to name before—my life was about to change forever.
I started preparing for the journey to Hogwarts, though I had no idea what awaited me there. One thing was certain—from that moment on, my world would be filled with real magic.
Year: First year in Slytherin
Personality:
A sharp mind and a slightly dreamy gaze. Some say I’m a very rude and arrogant girl, often unintentionally ignoring people. I have curly, dark hair (which often makes people look at me with disdain, as no one else has hair like that—it’s a very unnatural color in my town). My hair often falls into my eyes, and there's always a mysterious smile on my lips (which frightens the neighbors).
I’m definitely known for my sensitivity and intuition. People think I’m shy because I don’t have any friends. At the beginning of a relationship, I pretend to be kind and sincere, but once you get to know me better, you realize it’s the opposite—I lie often and I’m generally rude.
Backstory:
I grew up in a small village in the north of Scotland, in a wooden house overlooking a dense forest full of legends and mysteries. From a very young age, I noticed I was different from other children—not only in appearance but also in behavior. I never had friends because of my attitude and that ever-present, brutal honesty mixed with arrogance. Even though I was ambitious, I never went out much—I preferred studying and learning.
Because I had no friends, I quickly stopped being nice, and that never changed. I never again said a truly kind word about anyone. One day, when I was 8 years old and crying once again because I didn’t have any friends, something unexpected happened. As I cried in the middle of a meadow, at first I didn’t notice—but the longer I cried, the more flowers started to grow around me. When I finally saw them, I got scared and ran back home. It only happened once—on the day my former best friend ended our friendship.
On my 11th birthday, while I was sitting alone in the garden, I noticed a mysterious, glowing flash in the sky. That was the moment everything became clear—a letter fell from the sky. It was a special invitation from Hogwarts. Holding my breath, I suddenly recognized something I hadn’t been able to name before—my life was about to change forever.
I started preparing for the journey to Hogwarts, though I had no idea what awaited me there. One thing was certain—from that moment on, my world would be filled with real magic.