Evelyn March

Backstory

My name is March. Evelyn March to be exact. When I'm not in the library with my nose in a book, I can be found, only if you look very carefully, sitting under a tree sketching my imagination away. I was raised into a both pure blood and muggle born family, which makes me a half blood. I can still remember walking into Hogwarts, and feeling a small connection. Like I truly belonged there and nowhere else. Moments later, I was sorted into Gryffindor, which I am very lucky and proud to be in. In further addition, I'm very new here at Hogwarts, my first year, and would love to be accompanied by some friends. My preferred class is Defense against the dark arts, and I am loyal and kind to everyone. It's a shame that my parents never had the heart to realize it before they sent me off to an orphanage. Oh right, I forgot to tell you that I was like an unwanted pest. A mistake, or unplanned.
The orphanage was purely hell. I couldn't handle getting locked in my room for outbursts I couldn't control. They all taunted me. Even the headmasters.
When that faitful day came, my letter arrived at the orphanage, all of the children laughed. But I didn't. I knew that someday, this place would be in existence from a story that had always been fresh in my mind, and I wouldn't be abandoned again.