Harloe Ann Eireal

Backstory

Pure-blood hysteria shaped my very existence from a young age. I saw the judgement my mother shot at muggles from her bright eyes, though she hid it well, I always knew. Her and father shared a common belief, pure-bloods were better... period. I knew from the beginning I wanted to be nothing like them. How good could blood purity truly be, my parents were the unhappiest people I knew. When the second wizarding war started I was placed into hiding with a great aunt, little did my parents know, she was nothing like them. Ravenclaw through and through she actually researched instead of blindly following. I guess I received a bit of her thirst for knowledge, because I realized my parents were wrong.