Gwyn Gardner was one of the biggest names in the fashion world when she met Emery Castellan, a freelance photographer who was the biggest mystery she had encountered yet. He claimed he had a legitimate job but never told her what it was. He was always disappearing. He used a Nokia instead of an iPhone because he found the former much simpler. He couldn't drive but whenever they agreed to meet up somewhere, he would always be there as if appearing out of nowhere. Sometimes, when he was showing her his pictures, she'd think they were actually moving. After around a year of dating, he finally told her his secret: he was a wizard. When she thought he was crazy he demonstrated by conjuring flames out of nowhere. She threw herself into her work for about two weeks afterwards, still not being able to fully process the information, but after she finally wrapped her head around it, their relationship became even stronger. They got married a month after.
Calibri Castellan was the result of that marriage. She had the most ridiculous name ever but Gwyn had insisted
and since she was the one who actually carried the kid in her uterus in nine months and gave birth to it, she only thought it was fair. Emery still thinks it's a stupid name so he calls her 'Bri' instead. Ever since she was a baby, there's been a camera getting a close-up. She turned out to be an insanely adorable kid and was modelling her mothers' clothes before she could walk. Coming from a rich family, she was spoiled rotten but still had some good left in her, especially if her dad had anything to say about it.
Her dad disappeared when she was eight. The Ministry of Magic said it was because of a case or something - they called him an auror. She knew that he fought the bad guys of the magical world but nothing much aside from that. After that happened, her mom changed. She became more distant and cold (she had always been busy with work but this was taking it to a new level). They'd communicate through her mom's assistant and everyday she'd be given a schedule to follow which normally consisted of photoshoot-private tutor-ballet-violin-language repeat. She got used to it.
As she got closer and closer to eleven, strange things started happening. One day she's sick of it all, the same routine over and over again since the week after dad disappeared, so when she arrives at the next photoshoot, all the clothes are torn to shreds and no one has any idea how. She receives her letter to Hogwarts a month later, and is just happy to have an escape.
Her mom didn't send her off at the train station. Bri couldn't be bothered to care anymore.
In her second year at Hogwarts, she just continued life like she always did, bouncing from one place to the next while singing Taylor Swift at the top of her lungs. She met Jack
, who doesn't have a really good memory, and Nellie
who needs more friends.
Third year came along and that meant new friends with the new year. She met Orla
at the Trolley, who was even sweeter than the candy. Then, she met Tony
, her new favorite fashion designer in the world. He's a little bit shy (okay, a lot shy), but he's super talented and really cute once he gets going about designing. He stutters when he talks to her, but not with anyone else. In fact, with other people, he looks more at ease, and Bri finds that incredibly disheartening because the conclusion she's come to here is: oh my god, he hates me
. She's not letting that deter her though! She's determined to become his friend. In other news, Jack's memory lapses became worse, and after giving him a magic notebook, he completely forgot where he was and who she was and it was basically this whole mess that ended with her crying her eyes out in her dorm. Luckily, he did remember what he did, profusely apologized, and took her to the Yule Ball.