Lelaina Lisney
Lelaina Lisney
School Year: 1st
House: Gryffindor
About me:
Hello, I am Lelaina Lisney. I am a Pure-Blood, and I come from England. I also live in England, in London, to be more precise.
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My Backstory:
I am from England, and I have stayed there all my life, which I am delighted with. I am a Pure-Blood, and my whole family is, except for my great-great-aunt Petra, who's a Squib. As a result, she was never accepted to Hogwarts, which is a bit disappointing, so nobody talks to her anymore. I live in a pretty stately manor with a vast backyard that expands into a forest, where we built (magically, of course) 3 hoops on one end and 3 hoops on the other end, which made a Quidditch pitch. My father and I loved playing Quidditch. In terms of my studies, I love studying. It is really fun if done well, and when I attended a Muggle school (I had to, it wasn’t a choice), my grades were out of 8, and I always got nothing less than a 7, and I mostly only get 8s. I love Quidditch, and my favourite team are the Montrose Magpies. My dad and I have watched many games together, such as the Magpies versus the Cannons, and the Magpies won, of course, but the game was pretty tight, so we beat them narrowly!! When I got my Hogwarts letter, I was absolutely delighted to attend the school. I cannot wait to meet all the teachers and hopefully get good grades in my classes!
FIOM:
For my FIOM, it was quite weird, as I still don't remember much, but my parents told me the whole story. I love Quidditch, I support the Montrose Magpies, so I was flying around in my large backyard, but I went too high, so I got blown off my broom by the helicopter's blades. I fell off my broom, and I was speeding toward the ground, when just before I was going to hit it, I stopped 3-4 inches away, then I fell lightly toward the ground. I was eight years old, I was scared out of my mind, but my parents were very pleased, and so was my whole family when we told them (except my great-great Auntie Petra, she was as sour as a Bilimbi, which is the most sour fruit!). We also called the Ministry of Magic, so they came and asked us where the pilot was heading. So in the end, they told us that they had fully erased his memory.
School Year: 1st
House: Gryffindor
About me:
Hello, I am Lelaina Lisney. I am a Pure-Blood, and I come from England. I also live in England, in London, to be more precise.
Link to my encyclopedia:
My Backstory:
I am from England, and I have stayed there all my life, which I am delighted with. I am a Pure-Blood, and my whole family is, except for my great-great-aunt Petra, who's a Squib. As a result, she was never accepted to Hogwarts, which is a bit disappointing, so nobody talks to her anymore. I live in a pretty stately manor with a vast backyard that expands into a forest, where we built (magically, of course) 3 hoops on one end and 3 hoops on the other end, which made a Quidditch pitch. My father and I loved playing Quidditch. In terms of my studies, I love studying. It is really fun if done well, and when I attended a Muggle school (I had to, it wasn’t a choice), my grades were out of 8, and I always got nothing less than a 7, and I mostly only get 8s. I love Quidditch, and my favourite team are the Montrose Magpies. My dad and I have watched many games together, such as the Magpies versus the Cannons, and the Magpies won, of course, but the game was pretty tight, so we beat them narrowly!! When I got my Hogwarts letter, I was absolutely delighted to attend the school. I cannot wait to meet all the teachers and hopefully get good grades in my classes!
FIOM:
For my FIOM, it was quite weird, as I still don't remember much, but my parents told me the whole story. I love Quidditch, I support the Montrose Magpies, so I was flying around in my large backyard, but I went too high, so I got blown off my broom by the helicopter's blades. I fell off my broom, and I was speeding toward the ground, when just before I was going to hit it, I stopped 3-4 inches away, then I fell lightly toward the ground. I was eight years old, I was scared out of my mind, but my parents were very pleased, and so was my whole family when we told them (except my great-great Auntie Petra, she was as sour as a Bilimbi, which is the most sour fruit!). We also called the Ministry of Magic, so they came and asked us where the pilot was heading. So in the end, they told us that they had fully erased his memory.