Valeria Cain

Backstory

Before entering Hogwarts, she has a British dad and a Korean mom. Her mom arrived to England due to her work and being based there for a while when she met her dad in a bar. Being born in Sutton, England, she was the eldest of two kids and the more introverted (yes, both kids were and are still very much introverts). Largely due to her mixed ethnicity, she very much shy away from conversations that describes her skin color and looks, neither fitting into one of the two ethnicities she is wholly formed with. She had a somewhat amiable relationship with her parents yet more closer to her sibling due to their shared traumas regarding their mixed skin color, hair, eyes and anything physical on them. 

Now about her blood status, one look at her parents and it made you think that her father must have carried a hidden strain of magic in his genes or blood the way he carried himself; wise and brooding like an average Pureblood. Yet little Cheryl does not even know that she is a Pureblood witch herself despite going to a Muggle elementary school all the way up to age 11. 

[quote]"But... Mom. I really don't want to go to school..", Valeria pleaded, yanking her hand backwards barely a step outside their brightly-red coated cottage house with her mother holding tightly onto her [b]barely eight years old[/b] daughter. It was after a long two months of staying home after a freak accident involving her bully from three grades above her. [/quote]

Because of her full mindfulness regarding how vastly different she looked from kids her age, she usually bowed her head to cover up her face with her hair as much as possible. Hence her peers stayed away, only communicating when needed and played together when forced due to a buddy system in the muggle school. other than that, she is more of a loner, feeling cast out of a world she never felt she belonged until that very first letter from Hogwarts.

Her first instance of Magic at the age of 8:

"[i]Boo Boo! Cry for your Mama! I bet she can't even speak a single word of English like you![/i]", a bigger-sized eleven years old student from the same muggle school surrounded by a few of some rough-looking kids in the same grade, sniggered and pointed at Valeria in a rundown janitor's hut behind the elementary school, a place no adult would think of first to find a bunch of missing kids. 

Two of them even sauntered to stand behind her and yanked on her dark, silky straight chestnut hair so hard that Valeria herself could feel the strands leaving her scalp and let out a guttural scream of pain that was only muffled by a sock stuffed into her mouth. Worst of all, her little brother were held back by a lanky, short boy at the corner of the room and forcing him to watch the whole scene unfolding. The main bully came forwards after retrieving a pair of scissors from her backpack and holding it up for all to see.

Freaking out upon seeing the object, she screamed even harder through the muffled mouth, her face turning red with all the blood rushing to her head in an attempt to make a passing adult notice. Everything else blurred out for Valeria except for that scissors inching closer to her beautiful silky Asian locks and the menacing face of the female bully. She willed for the bigger person to go away and with so much vengeance, hoping she would just light up and begone from this world. 

The next thing she knew, the bully's hair were on fire. More like its ends but still they were burning as if something invisible just poured some kerosene on it and lit itself. With that scene, the bully ran out of the hut, screaming both in agony and fear, followed by a string of her followers frantically running after her.

"Just what happened...?", she pondered, shell-shocked by the incident. even her brother was unmoving and just as shocked as his older sister, sitting there in the dark for a bit until a teacher found them after interrogating about their whereabouts.