Chloe Wade, First Year, Gryffindor
Wizard born
I was born on 03 Apr 2014.
I am English and Canadian.
I am a first year for Gryffindor.
My residence is in Bristol, England.
My wand is 21.1 cm cherry wood and dragon heartstring.
Height: 5" 1
Human with blond hair, grey eyes. I wear normal clothes and I prefer simple clothes rather than crop tops and all that yucky stuff. My usual outfit is a black or dark blue T-shirt, a turquoise jacket, some black sports joggers and some running shoes.
First instance of magic:
At the age of 10, I was walking home from my school, and I was chased by my brother's friends down a hill. I tripped, broke my ankle. I screamed and my brother's friends were blown away out of my sight.
Backstory:
Chloe Wade grew up in a busy household that always seemed to small for her older brother, her twin and her to stay out of each other's way. It was on the outskirts of Bristol, and the Forest of Dean nearby provided ample space to play unseen, as her older brother (a soon-to-become dragon controller in Hungaria) zipped through the trees on his sleek broom and her brother forced Every Flavour Beans into her mouth at any oppurtunity available.
Although it was infuriating, there were some advantages to having a magic brother. Late night snack runs? A whispered accio chocolate and you were set. But there were downsides. You forgot that homework? Better pay up and get a substandard essay. Messy room? No chance. You were annoying? Maybe your clothes would disapear right off your body in the middle of whole school assembly.
So when her Hogwarts letter arrived, she felt relieved. Magic. Magic of her own.
And her brother had waxed on for hours about the moving staircases and the weather-ceiling that dominated the Great hall, the Transfiguration lessons where you were just as likely to get transformed into a parrot as to get house points and the Hippogriffs soaring over the sky, the tentacles rearing out of the shimmering lake, and the extravagant banquets. She just couldn't wait.
At the age of 10, I was walking home from school, and I was chased by my brother's friends down a hill. I tripped, broke my ankle. I screamed and my brother's friends were blown away out of my sight.
I was born on 03 Apr 2014.
I am English and Canadian.
I am a first year for Gryffindor.
My residence is in Bristol, England.
My wand is 21.1 cm cherry wood and dragon heartstring.
Height: 5" 1
Human with blond hair, grey eyes. I wear normal clothes and I prefer simple clothes rather than crop tops and all that yucky stuff. My usual outfit is a black or dark blue T-shirt, a turquoise jacket, some black sports joggers and some running shoes.
First instance of magic:
At the age of 10, I was walking home from my school, and I was chased by my brother's friends down a hill. I tripped, broke my ankle. I screamed and my brother's friends were blown away out of my sight.
Backstory:
Chloe Wade grew up in a busy household that always seemed to small for her older brother, her twin and her to stay out of each other's way. It was on the outskirts of Bristol, and the Forest of Dean nearby provided ample space to play unseen, as her older brother (a soon-to-become dragon controller in Hungaria) zipped through the trees on his sleek broom and her brother forced Every Flavour Beans into her mouth at any oppurtunity available.
Although it was infuriating, there were some advantages to having a magic brother. Late night snack runs? A whispered accio chocolate and you were set. But there were downsides. You forgot that homework? Better pay up and get a substandard essay. Messy room? No chance. You were annoying? Maybe your clothes would disapear right off your body in the middle of whole school assembly.
So when her Hogwarts letter arrived, she felt relieved. Magic. Magic of her own.
And her brother had waxed on for hours about the moving staircases and the weather-ceiling that dominated the Great hall, the Transfiguration lessons where you were just as likely to get transformed into a parrot as to get house points and the Hippogriffs soaring over the sky, the tentacles rearing out of the shimmering lake, and the extravagant banquets. She just couldn't wait.
At the age of 10, I was walking home from school, and I was chased by my brother's friends down a hill. I tripped, broke my ankle. I screamed and my brother's friends were blown away out of my sight.
Last edited by Chloe Wade on 4 May 2026, 19:16, edited 2 times in total.
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Chloe Wade, First Year, Gryffindor
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Chloe Wade Gryffindor First Year
Stamina 5
Evasion 3
Strength 6
Wisdom 5
Arcane Power 9
Accuracy 7
Abilities:
Keeper's Catch
Chloe Wade Gryffindor First Year
Stamina 5
Evasion 3
Strength 6
Wisdom 5
Arcane Power 9
Accuracy 7
Abilities:
Keeper's Catch
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