Gabby was the third eldest out of the Carmichaels and was five when her parents divorced. BeShe doesn't remember much from her parent's marriage, save for the fights, the screaming, so she was never too bothered by the divorce growing up. Plus, it's not like Grayson stayed single for long. However, decades later, she feels a bit...haunted by a 'what if', a curious mind wondering what it would have been like. Though she never lets herself delve too closely into this. Grayson, her father, remarried to have two children and she wouldn't want that to have changed. Still, in the years afterward, she began to keep to herself, growing more quiet, despite her talkative youth, and began to disappear into books. Back then, she didn't really understand half of what she was reading about, but they were an escape. She read everything from books, novels, poems to comics, a hobby that she'd keep throughout her life.
She was never that close to her siblings, though she wasn't not close either, she spent time with them when they wanted but she never made the effort to be around them herself. She much rathered hide away in her room. This carried into her other social circles too, however, and at school, she was aloof and distant, not seeing the point of getting to know the other kids in her year level. When she was seven, the twins were born. Though, like the other siblings, she didn't pay too much attention to them. When she was nine, she began to write, even though she was terrible in the beginning, she got better as years went by. When she was ten, she had her first instance of magic, accidentally turning her hair green when she got frustrated with it but it turned back after a second. She was sent to Hogwarts by the next year, being sorted into Ravenclaw as she expected to be. In Hogwarts, she did okay. She did end up making one or two friends, even if it was just for the sake of having someone to turn to when she needed help in class. She preferred to write or read, though, rather than learn and often got into trouble for her marks slipping.
It was in her fourth year that everything shifted. She began to send her work out, to muggle publications, not expecting to get anywhere but found some of her work being accepted. She also began to put herself out there, building friendships and even gaining a boyfriend after a while. The boyfriend seemed normal enough, he wasn't special, and she dated him on and off for a few years, though she never bothered to introduce him to any of her family. She wasn't in love, she was sure of that. It wasn't until she walked in on him with someone else did she realise how wrong she was, having been more attached than she realised. This was in the beginning of the seventh year and, though she hated to admit it, her grades began to slip even more and her passion for writing severely lowered. Giving up on writing, she focussed more on her schoolwork after realising she was going to fail if she continued letting him affect her. She graduated with okay marks, above average, but nothing too special. She was glad to have left, though, however...she was now unsure of what to do. Now that she had some free time on her hands, she wanted to get back to what she wanted...writing. For the next two years, she took up ghost writing, writing other people's ideas but found it unfulfilling. Now, she wants to start her own work but...if only she could find something to write about.