I suppose you want a character description now don't you? Well, I guess it was inevitable so...here you go.

I have frizzy light brown hair. It is like an afro, I mean seriously, it sucks! My eyes are the only part of myself that I genuinely like. They are the grey green colour of the ocean on a stormy day. I have thick dark eyelashes that frame them. I am mature for my age. I am five feet and two inches tall with a bust that is classified as a large B-cup. I wear glasses, always have always will, they are kind of a security blanket for me. I am a bit of a chunky monkey and I hate that about myself, I always have. Well, there you go, a description of the eleven-year-old me. I hope you're happy. Now, onward with the story of my life. Well, my life through my first year of Hogwarts that is.

I am, as you know, adopted. I hate my 'parents', John and Rita Hayworth, they are vile people. John, or 'daddy' as he like to be called, is disgusting. He beats me and hurts me in more private ways. I cannot go to sleep at night without the fear that tonight may be one of his bad nights when he comes in and takes out his pent up anger on me. Rita is no better what with her ranting and name-calling. Her favourite name for me is 'lardass.' She knows of what her husband does to me, but she just thinks it is funny and sometimes watches him beat me. The only light in my life is my best mate Andie Rodriguez. She has been my rock since I was in the first grade and she moved here to Ireland form Spain. She knows all about my home life and I know about her's. She is not abused, but she is overlooked, a treatment that can oftentimes hurt more than physical abuse. Her father is never happy with anything she does, even though she is as close to perfect as a girl can get. Her mother loves her dearly, but finds it hard to give her the needed attention what with Andie's brother and sister running around willy nilly. Andie is a steadfast friend and is turning eleven in May. We go to public school together and by some strange fate, we have always been in the same class. Thank goodness too because she has helped me cover up many a bruise and made up excuses when I couldn't make it to school. We also have quite a bit of fun pulling pranks on our taunting classmates and prickley teachers. Water balloons, itching powder, the usual elementary pranks. Now that you know a little about my backstory, I will move on to how I came to be at Hogwarts.