It was March 16, 2004, that I was born in Texas to two muggles, and it was approximately 2010, that we re-located to England. I had a fairly dull childhood, except, I made things appear to me at will. This, of course, was magic, meaning that at the age of 11, I received my letter to Hogwarts for the next school year, where I was sorted into Ravenclaw. I indeed loved learning, and I had continued to learn my entire life.
I like to say that academically wise, I did fairly well. However, I do have to admit, that I was not emotionally learning. It took until I was well into my twenties, before I properly learned communication skills, barriers, and mindfulness. I attribute this emotional stunting with my rapid loss of hearing due to Meningitis. At the time, I felt quite closed off and isolated from the rest of the community, despite their best efforts to reign me in, so to speak.
After I had graduated, I attempted to run an apothecary, and adopt a child, all of which proved to be mentally and emotionally exhausting, as I had yet to fully mature in those areas. I had to give back both the child and the shop, which proved to be my snapping point. My mental health suffered, and I turned to substance abuse. A friend from my years at Hogwarts found me, and checked me into the Psychiatry Unit at St. Mungo's. I could never be more grateful for her assistance.
It took awhile for me to recover my sanity, and once I was cleared to leave, I decided to move east, and regain my bearings in a new place, where I had no attachments. I decided to work in a family-owned apothecary near Koldovstoretz (колдовсторец), the Russian wizarding school. It was there, where I met my current husband, Alexander (Александр). We dated for two years, before being engaged for another two years, before finally marrying.
While I was content in Russia, it was he who wanted to move to England. I quite insisted on staying where we were, but he stated that he wanted me to attempt to reach back out to my 'roots' and face my personal demons. Thus, here I am, back in England. What neither of us quite expected was for prejudice to follow us, in the form of Alistair Fitzgerald's anti-muggleborn policies. Alex debated us moving elsewhere- however we have taken up residence in a cottage in Ireland, owned by Nora Déonté
in order to avoid said policies.