Cleo Conry

Cleo Conry Lil' Bundles Resident - Future Slytherin  [KLE-oh CON-ree]

Cleo was born to two muggle parents. There was nothing especially remarkable about either of them, or at least nothing that Cleo herself can recall; boy meets girl, girl dates boy, boy proposes (because that's what people do, right?), and after long deliberation, girl has kids, or in this case, kid (because that's what people do, right?) The girl in this case being named Clara, the boy, Keaton. The kid - Cleo. They liked each other well enough, but Cleo, of no fault of her own, changed that dynamic.

Some people just aren't meant to have kids, but they insist on doing so because, well, what if I never have kids? We should have kids, shouldn't we? It would be a shame if we didn't... Clara and Keaton tried their best - it wasn't like they tried to be horrible - but their reluctance translated well enough to Cleo, who would constantly try to earn their approval and love through a multitude of drawings and hugs. As it turned out, their best wasn't very good, and it certainly wasn't good enough. Her parents lack of patience wasn't helped by Cleo's hyperactivity, or her (then, unexplained) magical outbursts. Vases would break, doors would slam, kids at daycare would scrape their knees, and Cleo would always, always manage to sneak out of time-out.

She was diagnosed with ADHD when she was seven years old, and the next two would be spent shifting through medications. Some did help her pay attention, but if anything, made her have even less control on her magic due to the side effects. And you can't blame her - would you be a little out of control if you felt a little... off all the time? Depending on the medication, she couldn't sleep, and wouldn't eat. Other times, her immune system was wrecked and she was tired nearly all the time.

None of it would stop her from somehow always managing to get what she wanted, and undermine not only her parents, but her teachers. The last straw was when she nearly set the how on fire. How, no one knew, but what her mother did know was that her child was a destructive little brat and - social services brought Cleo to Lil' Bundles the following day.

Personality
Cleo is a tad ghostly. She's extremely quiet, easy to miss, and it's almost as if she isn't really... there (it doesn't help that she loves the color white, and wears it as much as humanly possible). She spends most of her time inside her head, imagining vivid stories, characters with so much depth that she feels closer to them than she ever has to anyone else... It takes a while to shake her out of these daydreams, and she won't thank you for it.

On the off chance she actually happens to be engaged in your world, she's kind enough. Or, at least, she tries to be. Truth is, she just doesn't like people all that easily, and is extremely suspicious upon meeting them. Among other things she doesn't fancy is change (even moving the dresser is bound to throw her off for a few days), and people incessantly asking her questions. She's just as impulsive as ever, prone to fighting, and has a difficult time coping with criticism. For those she has warmed up to, however, she is much more honest, open, and giving.

Appearance
She's most recognizable for the splatter of freckles along the side of her nose, on the right side of her face, and her amber eyes. Her features are delicate, her build is on the smaller side, and her hair is a light brown with a slight wave to it. She usually wears oversized hand-me-downs, but when she has her pick, she usually opts for formless sweaters, box-pleated skirts, and distressed jeans.