Lotta

Backstory

My patronus is black mare and my wand is ebony wood with a phoenix core 10 ¾" and surprisingly swishy flexibility. 

My name is Lotta, and until I turned eleven, I thought I was just an ordinary girl living in a small village. My dad, owns a little bookshop, and he's the one who taught me to love stories and lose myself in books. My mum, has always been a bit of a mystery, but I never really questioned it. She was kind and loving, and that was enough for me.

Strange things happened around me sometimes—like when I'd wish for something really hard, and it would just... happen. But I always brushed it off, thinking it was just a coincidence or my imagination running wild.

Everything changed one summer day after my eleventh birthday. My parents sat me down and told me the truth: my mum is a witch, and I had inherited magic from her. I couldn’t believe it at first. I mean, magic? It felt like something out of one of the stories I loved, not something that could be real in my own life. But then they showed me the letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and I realized my life was about to change in ways I could never have imagined.

I was nervous—no, I was terrified. I’ve always been the quiet one, the girl who listens more than she talks, who finds comfort in the pages of a book rather than in a crowd of people. The idea of going to a new school, especially one full of magic, was overwhelming. But I trusted my parents, and deep down, I knew I had to give it a try.

When I arrived at Hogwarts, I didn’t stand out, and I was okay with that. I prefer to keep to myself, but I made a few close friends who understood me. I quickly discovered that I had a knack for Potions and Charms. There’s something about the precision and focus required in those classes that really appeals to me. They’re like puzzles that I can solve quietly, in my own time, and I love that.

On the other hand, Astronomy... well, let’s just say it’s not my favorite. Studying the stars and constellations at night feels distant and confusing to me, and I struggle to connect with it. But I’m diligent, and I always try my best, even when I don’t enjoy something.

Looking back now, I realize that even though I was scared at first, Hogwarts has become a place where I’m slowly finding my way. My quiet nature and love for listening have helped me more than I expected. I’ve learned to trust the magic within me, and to trust myself. This world is still new and sometimes overwhelming, but I’m starting to feel like I belong here, bit by bit.