Esmeralda Larson | First Year | Hufflepuff | Character Page

Physical Description: Esmeralda is a black girl, standing around 4'1 height. She has mid length, soft, black colored hair and curious black obsidian eyes. She likes to wear glasses even tho she doesn't actually need them.

Mental Description: Esmeralda values cleverness, honesty, and curiosity. She's very loyal once she makes a friend. She prefers to mind her own business and solve her problems by herself as she believes that one can always find solution to any problem within themselves.

Biography: Esmeralda was born in Queensbury, England to Elowyn Hernandez and Damier Larson. She grew up in a small house by the sea and the one thing she liked about her home the most were that the windows were always open when the weather was fine and the shelves that were loaden with so many books that sometimes they weren't strong enough and her father would have to fix them up again. Damier Larson, her father(wizard-born), is the kindest soul in her eyes. She admires his rationality and always strives to be like him. Elowyn Hernandez, her mother(muggle born), on the other hand, is a social butterfly who loves to give pep-talk to anyone who'd even remotely ask her. In her town, her family owns a small bakery shop. Her mother, works tirelessly to keep the shop running while Damier works as an Auror.
She's always preferred her inner world over the external one as she thought she could create and destroy whatever she desires in her own little world. Ever since Esmeralda was a child, she absolutely adored all kinds of animals and magical creatures. That's probably one of the reasons why she's so loyal to her loved ones. Even tho she's always been a little reserved, her eyes always expressed the wonder she felt whenever she came across Dark Magic - whether it was the books or her father's stories and encounters.

First Instance of Magic: On Esmeralda's 6th birthday, a small kitten had climbed the tree in her family's backyard and didn't seem to get back down on her own. Before her father could even lift his wand, a wind so powerful it bent the branch of the tree started blowing. She didn't immediately realize it, but that had been her doing. Her very first instance with magic. That day, they didn't only celebrate her birthday, but also the first day of her life as a witch.