Annie Sylbary

Backstory

My name is Annie Sylbary. I was born to a wizard mother and muggle father, with my brother being born four years before me. My mother died shortly after I was born. My father was unable to deal with the stress of raising wizard children on his own, so he decided to give me and my brother up for adoption. We were adopted by a pure-blood couple and have lived with them since.

I was sorted in Ravenclaw before the Sorting Hat could even be entirely placed on her head (I was hoping to be sorted into Gryffindor with my brother, but oh well). My favorite classes are Defence Against the Dark Arts, Care of Magical Creatures, and Flying. I do incredibly well in potions, but I hate the subject with a burning passion. 

Being a half-blood wizard raised by a pureblood family would raise a few eyebrows as it is, but my parents being the sons of two of the most powerful pureblood families definitely makes it more odd than it would've been otherwise. Most people ignore that, but a few select Slytherins don't know how to keep their mouths shut. You'd think my parents being heirs to the most powerful pureblood families in Britain would make them leave me alone, respect me even, but those select Slytherins focus on what they seem to think are the negative parts of my family situation. Luckily, a friend of mine in Slytherin was able to change those Slytherins' minds about me, if you get what I'm saying.

My greatest strength is my observance. I can often notice things that people miss even after a thorough look, or things that people just deem unimportant or irrelevant. However, my greatest weakness is my ability to read emotions. I'm often confused by what other people are feeling, and even if I am able to figure out the emotion that person was feeling, I'd have no idea how to help them.

When I leave school I'd like to study dragons. I've always thought they were beautiful since I first saw them when I was five. My fathers had taken me and my brother to Romania for the summer. While there my Papa had to meet with a man that just so happens to be taking care of a Hungarian Horntail. From that moment I was obsessed. I spent every spare moment learning about dragons, I even went as far as trying to convince my parents to get me a pet dragon, which I feel like every kid, wizard or otherwise, has wanted that at some point.

To me, the most fascinating part of magic is all the wonderful creatures. I've always found it easy to understand that many humans had magic, but I always found it astonishing that there were creatures that, at the very least, were made of the magic we use.

I like to use magic to help others, I do, but I feel there's always great satisfaction in using magic for your own gain. Now, I'm not going to take over the world or anything, it's just nice to only think about yourself every once in a while.

My family has a beautiful pet Hippogriff named Zarius (Zar for short). I love to fly with him through the countryside and especially through the mountains. Zarius can be a bit short-tempered, but he means well. He's very kind once you get to know him.

As I've said before, I live with my parents, Daddy and Papa, and my older brother Dallas, who's in Gryffindor. Both my parents are in Slytherin, and my brother seems to take that as a personal insult. My parents aren't horrible blood supremacists or anything, my brother just loves to carry the house rivalry all the way back to Daddy and Papa whenever he comes home. Other than that, my family is pretty peaceful. Everyone supports everyone and it's just all and all a great family.