Elena Hembley was an English pureblood witch from a Noble House, sorted Slytherin during her first year at Hogwarts and passed her NEWTs with 6 O's and an EE. She excelled in Care of Magical Creatures and went on to become a magizoologist. After an incident involving an escaped boomslang during a routine Diagon Alley trip, she bumps into Damian Luxley, the young Lord of the Ancient and Noble House of Luxley.



An instant connection was made, the young Auror trainee falling head over heels for the beautiful blue-eyed woman. After a few dates around the alley and other magical towns, they entered a formal courtship and married at age 24.

Unfortunately, their married life was not as joyful as they had hoped. After agreeing that they wanted a family, they tried multiple times to have a child, all ending in miscarriages that left poor Elena in declining health despite magical aid. Until their miracle girl was born.

A beautiful little girl with thick slightly wavy black hair and the clearest blue-grey they had ever seen. She was a perfect mix of her parents, with Elena's wavy locks and blue tint to her eyes, while her black locks matched her father along with the greyness of their eyes. the small mole at the outer corner of her left eye simply added to her preciousness.

The Luxley Estate was in a joyous uproar at the sound of her cries, Elena nearly wept at the sound. (Damian did shed a few tears, no matter how much he would later deny it).

However, this relief soon turned into a jittery anxiousness. What if she fell out of her crib? What if she accidentally crawled to close to one of the various creatures, kept at the manor for Elena to take care of study, and she got trampled by a hippogriff?! More and more "What if" scenarios filled the new parents' minds.

Damian took a leave of absence from his duties so he could care for his newborn while Elena retired from her career as a magizoologist, although she still took care of her creatures with the help of the Luxley house elves (all dressed in small uniforms with the house crest on the right breast pocket, made by the elves themselves after being gifted rolls of fabric to use so that they would not be unjustly dismissed).

Damian would eventually return to his duties as Elena took care of little River and the rest of the household.

By the time she was 19-months-old, River had her first bout of accidental magic. She summoned her favourite toy, a small black snake doll named Loki, that had been on the other side of the room. She was still getting the hang of moving around and after the 5th attempt failed at retrieving her toy she had been near tears. Suddenly, the snake had floated towards the now giggling baby, shaky and nearly dropping multiple times before settling innocently in front of River.

Damian was devastated that he had been at work at the time and had missed it, immediately dragging his smug wife over to their pensieve so that he could witness it himself.

River had made her love of reading quite obvious fairly early on, crying every time story time had to end before she was finished. A notable instance being when she was 3, her father had just taken her book of Norse fairytales which resulted in a tantrum so big her magic turned his hair green in retaliation.

When she was 4, her parents decided to have her be tutored in etiquette, dance and piano, starting with the absolute basics until she was a bit older so as to not overwhelm her. She also had tutors in English, Maths and History, magical and muggle (her history tutor was a half-blood).

Other than her parents, creatures and tutors, River did not have any interaction with the greater wizarding world. Perhaps a healer appointment or two for her Dragon Pox vaccines and general health check-ups. The Luxley family is a rather reserved one, despite their noble status and wealth, stemming from rather ingenious investments made by previous members of the house.

This resulted in River having a rather isolated childhood. She was fine with it though. She enjoyed her days spent studying, reading or tending to the creatures with her mother. She had obviously inherited her mother's love of creatures.

That didn't mean she didn't have the typical mischievousness of a child- oh no no- the number of times she had been caught conspiring with the elves for sweets before bed or sneaking a niffler or occamy into her room despite her parents' protests had nearly turned her father's black hair prematurely grey. Her mother loved it of course, a conspiratorial wink sent her daughter's way before distracting her husband so River could make her sneaky escape.

There's was no doubt in her parents' minds that their cunning little River would be a Slytherin.

When she was around 7, River requested to take art lessons and soon spent many hours sitting at one of the many paddocks, habitats or nests of the various creatures around the estate, trying her hardest to capture their likeness on paper.

On the very seldom days that River would join her parents out on a trip, they realised how different she was compared to at home. Gone was the cheerful little girl that would run up to them, niffler on her shoulder and a new drawing hand. Instead, she stood with her back pin straight, walking with a certain grace she had been practicing for years. Her face would be settled in a mask of slight disinterest, an anxious gleam in her cold eyes.

It concerned both Damian and Elena, but both knew it had been their own faults. They could only hope that she would open up with time during her years at Hogwarts.

River didn't know when she first noticed it, she had always assumed it was normal. She never thought much about how she would never read a book twice or why she never confused one of her creatures for another of the same species. "They look completely different; can't you see his scale pattern is slightly different?" She could spend hours drawing her creatures and never need a single reference, even if she still enjoyed sitting out by one of the habitats on the estate grounds anyway. She would sit in her room and remember the scent of that night's dinner in her nose despite the smell having long since disappeared. Her piano instructor was delighted that she could recognise each note with perfect pitch, needing only a single demonstration before replicating it as she had heard it. She could recall all the faces of the other wizarding folk she passed by on the few occasions that she went along with her parents to Diagon Alley.

She realised this wasn't so normal when she once asked her mother why "the man with the blue robe holding a pair of glass vials" was muttering about inflation. She didn't know what an apothecary had to do with balloons. Her mother had been shocked, asking her who she was talking about. When River described the man, "He was a short man, a little round around the stomach and there was a stain on his robes, he smelled vaguely of ink when we passed him.", her mother sat her down and explained she had a gift, Hyperthymesia, that allowed her to recall every detail of every moment of her every experience. River was overjoyed to have something special about her, even if the only ones she could tell were her parents, tutors or creatures.

But soon, that gift became a curse. Every time there was a death among her beloved creatures, River would feel immense grief, her mind plagued with reminders of them that would replay memory after memory of her departed friend. When one of her favourites, an occamy she had named Sylvie, had died, River was beside herself with her sorrow. She refused to leave her room for weeks, terrified that a single step outside would start her grief anew because of a new wave of happy memories. They stabbed her heart with the fact that Sylvie was now gone, and she would never make another memory with her again. Her memories turned into nightmares as she slept, twisting and turning until they were no longer memories at all, but instead vicious beasts that gnawed on her psyche. Her parents soon realised that she wasn't getting better and took her to see a mind healer. A few weeks went by before they saw any improvement.

After some time, her parents and mind healer convinced her that her memory was still a gift, as it allowed her to keep her departed loved ones forever in both her heart and her mind. Sure, most of them would be tinged in sadness, but the happy memories would never fade.

Eventually the day came, a brown barn owl swooping in during morning breakfast to deliver her acceptance letter. She could barely stay still for the weeks leading up to September 1st, having already purchased all of her school supplies and packed away her trunk.

Arriving at King's Cross was nerve wracking and saying goodbye to her parents was almost agonising, but she managed, indifferent mask firmly in place. She spent most of the train ride in a thankfully empty carriage. The other students not quite noticing the almost doll-like girl sat reading by herself.


After a quick sorting where she predictably got into Slytherin, she was ready to start her Hogwarts journey.

By the time she was 19-months-old, River had her first bout of accidental magic. She summoned her favourite toy, a small black snake doll named Loki, that had been on the other side of the room. She was still getting the hang of moving around and after the 5th attempt failed at retrieving her toy she had been near tears. Suddenly, the snake had floated towards the now giggling baby, shaky and nearly dropping multiple times before settling innocently in front of River.

Melody L. Greenhill was raised in a loving home by her mother and father - a nurse and an accountant, respectively. Her parents gave her and her brother love and affection, and taught them both the importance of working hard. Since then, Mel has been determined to be successful so that she can repay her parents for all of their efforts and sacrifices.
Despite her parents' kindness, Mel's classmates were less kind. She was always quite shy and socially awkward, which made her a bit of a loner. The other kids would also sometimes bully her because she was a bit odd.
It was undeniable that Melody was a bit strange compared to everyone else. From the age of 7, certain unexplainable things would happen when Mel was in the room. Nobody knew why this was happening, until a visit happened around a month before Mel's 11th birthday. There was an explanation as to why these things were happening: Melody was a witch.
Following this revelation, Mel and her parents embraced her status as a witch and happily accepted the invitation for her to attend Hogwarts. Thanks to financial help from the school, Mel was able to buy all of the supplies that she needed for her studies. She was even able to buy her first wand! On the 1st September 2023, Mel boarded the Hogwarts Express for the first time and arrived at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. There, she was sorted into Ravenclaw House.

Melody first used magic accidentally when she was 7. She was reading her favourite book, Hetty Feather, when she was told to come to the dining room for tea. When Mel returned, she had lost her place in the book. However, Mel unintentionally made the book flip back to the page which she had last read.

Stamina: 6
Evasion: 5
Strength: 6
Wisdom: 8
ArcPower: 6
Accuracy: 4

it was a nice evening outside in October when her life changed forever. she was six years old while she was playing outside in her yard when her father was after a criminal who passed by their house he fired a spell at my father, but it missed him and hit me. when I eventually came to, I noticed everything was dark, but my eyes were open. Fearful and confused about what was going on, I told my parents that I couldn't see anything, and it had them very worried they had taken me to St. Mungos and while there, they were given the bad news about how after the accident that happened on the very night had made me permanently blind and when they told me the news, I was devastated. I had to learn new ways of doing things since I didn't have my sight anymore and couldn't do some of the things I loved anymore. it took a while of relearning and getting new tools and time to heal that I was able to do some of the things I loved to do again but to me it was never the same as it was before that night. I lived literally in the dark the rest of my life then I experienced my first Instance of Magic and I knew I was eventually going to get my letter to attend hogwarts the school she had always dreamed about going to she felt nervous because of her new disability and wasn't sure how she would be able to cope on her own in the new school she was thinking about all that could go wrong and that she might not do well in her new classes. she sat in her room and just would think about what her new life at Hogwarts was possibly going to be like once she got there she wondered if she would be able to get around on her own and wondered if people would treat her really differently but she still wanted to go even though she was scared since she was told the professors and headmaster would know and take great care of me and help me around when needed which made me feel more comfortable about being on my own in a new place without sight. I also wondered how someone would couldn't see could possibly perform magic and what would happen when she was learning, especially in potions class where it seemed sight was most important. as time passed her other senses began to take over making her feel more confident as each day passed as she grew older and was getting more and more ready for the time her acceptance letter were to arrive by owl. when she turned eleven an owl arrived bringing her the higwars acceptance letter as her father read it to her she had a big smile on her face and she was taken to get her the required school supplies that were on the list that came along with the letter

Maddie was born into a long line of witches and wizards her father was a powerful wizard who worked as an Auror. her mother was skilled in potions, and her grandmother was a skilled healer. Maddie would help her tend to her herb garden. Maddie spent most of her other time spending time with her friends they loved being able to go to honeydukes in hogsmeade. she would always get chocolate frogs she loved getting the cards and putting them in her collection and trading the duplicates she would get with her friends. on the weekdays, she spent her days at home being home schooled by a tutor whom she adored a lot. she always did well in her lessons. she loves to listen to music and read books. she would always wonder when her magical abilities would appear so she would be able to attend hogwarts and meet new people and make new friends. her favorite game to play was gobstones, and she always got better each day she played. she loved watching quidditch with her father. she liked going to the stores with her mother to look at all the new items that they were saleing that day and her mother would always treat her to a butterbeer which was her favorite drink and she'd go to Weasleys wizard wheezes to see all the pranks that were there.

Maddie was 7 years old when she experienced her first Instance of Magic. she was doing school work and looked up and noticed that the pages in the book laying next to her were turning by themselves, which had her thrilled.

Stamina: 6
Evasion: 6
Strength: 6
Wisdom: 6
Arcane Power: 5
Accuracy: 6

Alexandra was born an only child in Glasgow to two loving, magical parents. She grew up surrounded by magic, and her father insisted on homeschooling her himself. Because of this, Alexandra grew up quite lonely. She did have a few friends, the children of her parents' friends who'd play with her as the adults had tea, but they did not visit often, and Alexandra had to entertain herself. She never let the lack of friends bring her down, instead taking that time to explore the parks and lakes in her hometown. She'd tried adopting several creatures that she had found in her adventures (one that even caused her first instance of magic!), but her parents were clear in saying that the small flat they lived in at the edge of town had no room for another member.
Alexandra is very fond of studying with her father, a retired magizoologist with countless stories and facts that made her eyes sparkle. She loves hearing about his travels, and takes a special interest in his work with demiguises. Her mother, on the other hand, is an potioneer who runs her own shop. She takes great delight in teaching her daughter new, non-dangerous potions with silly results.

Alexandra's first instance of magic was quite the shock. She was 8, running around her apartment, begging her parents to let her keep the squirrel she'd coaxed out of hiding. Her father was furiously scolding her, angry at his daughter for taking the poor squirrel out of its natural habitat, when, all of a sudden, he began to float, only a few centimeters off the ground. The magic, fueled by Alexandra's fear, slowly spread to a few other, smaller objects in her living room before it all clattered to the ground. Her mother was delighted at this, and although it wasn't very strong, her powers did develop at a normal rate from then on.