Emma Blue~First Year~Slytherin
Full Name: Emma Angela Blue
House: Slytherin
Age: 11
Wand: 20,2 cm, Chestnut wood and dragon heart-string
School Year: Year 1
Patronus: N/A
Species: Human
History/Background Story: I grew up in Dublin, Ireland with both of my parents. My mother, Julia, and my father Kyle. We were no where near rich, in fact, we live in a tiny flat that we rented from some lady. My mother was always working and never around. My father on the ,other hand , barely worked at all. He mainly just took my out camping or sat out on the roof on the building in his lawn chair. I was rarely at home in the afternoons. I spent most of my time running around the city alone. Almost every shop keeper in my area knew my name and would give me free things like food. In school, I never had many friends. I'm a slight introvert so it was always hard to talk to new people. Didn't matter though. Everyone in my grade thought I was a lunatic anyway. I've never been quite "normal". Ever since I was a baby, strange things would always happen to me. Paintings and decorations would fall of walls when I'd cry, my hair would grow and shorten within minutes. It would even change colors at times. I am in a bit more control now but until I received my letter,I had no idea what was wrong with me. My parents always said they weren't scared of me, but I knew they were. I actually think they might've been glad when my letter came. Some explanation to the madness. The kids at school were definitely scared of me. Lights would flicker or bust when I'd get mad, along with small items flying across the room.
I can't wait to learn how to control my magic. I don't want to scare anyone anymore.
~Emma~
House: Slytherin
Age: 11
Wand: 20,2 cm, Chestnut wood and dragon heart-string
School Year: Year 1
Patronus: N/A
Species: Human
History/Background Story: I grew up in Dublin, Ireland with both of my parents. My mother, Julia, and my father Kyle. We were no where near rich, in fact, we live in a tiny flat that we rented from some lady. My mother was always working and never around. My father on the ,other hand , barely worked at all. He mainly just took my out camping or sat out on the roof on the building in his lawn chair. I was rarely at home in the afternoons. I spent most of my time running around the city alone. Almost every shop keeper in my area knew my name and would give me free things like food. In school, I never had many friends. I'm a slight introvert so it was always hard to talk to new people. Didn't matter though. Everyone in my grade thought I was a lunatic anyway. I've never been quite "normal". Ever since I was a baby, strange things would always happen to me. Paintings and decorations would fall of walls when I'd cry, my hair would grow and shorten within minutes. It would even change colors at times. I am in a bit more control now but until I received my letter,I had no idea what was wrong with me. My parents always said they weren't scared of me, but I knew they were. I actually think they might've been glad when my letter came. Some explanation to the madness. The kids at school were definitely scared of me. Lights would flicker or bust when I'd get mad, along with small items flying across the room.
I can't wait to learn how to control my magic. I don't want to scare anyone anymore.
~Emma~