- Joined September 2023
- Member of Slytherin
- 147 House Points
- 1st Year
- United States
Backstory
(Younger Student) When I received my Hogwarts Letter that faithful day, I didn’t know what it would mean. At first I thought it was just a joke, ya know? My younger brother played pranks on me for my birthday. It was odd though...I could make things float or my paintbrushes begin to do my artwork for me and it scared me half to death one year until my parents had to explain to me that I inherited their magical abilities and soon enough, I should be receiving a letter of either approval or denial. How was I supposed to know that regular pencils couldn’t write in all the colors of the rainbow? Another twist was about to hit us like a bomb exploding. Apparently, at some point during the first wizarding war, my parents had been loyal to you-know-who or as he's more commonly known...Lord Voldemort, and Aurors showed up to arrest my mum and father to toss them in Azkaban. At least there were plenty of other purist families in our circle that could help me out and care for my brother while I was away gaining my magical education until he joined me. I was going shopping in Diagon Alley anyway and the innkeeper was an odd but friendly man, and there were some people to help show us around. The coolest part of Diagon Alley was picking up my books at Flourish and Blotts, as well as stopping into Ollivander's for the wand that decided to pair itself to me. Herbology gear. I just love history!